Drifting upstream through the mist our Lady feels the coolness of the shadows upon her body. Only as the sun flickers through the treetops a halo of light surrounds the lady with warmth. Our lady smiles with the warmth of the surrounds as distant echoes of falling water intermingled with her feathered friends playing their tunes of Pan, tunes to encourage, t...
Once upon a time, long ago, there was a beautiful maiden. In all of the lands, there was not a woman who lived, more beautiful. So benevolent was this woman, that her kindness stretched to the four corners of the world. Kings, and Queens came to her, to show their gratitude for her simply being alive. The maiden was called Divinity Mundane, and for all of t...
The air was still, the night was black. Emma's plain black dress and oversized prayer cap cloaked her dainty body. She shuffled her feet along the desolate road, nudging loose dirt before plopping herself to the ground. Her dress bellowed momentarily, exposing her sock-covered shins. Above her hovered a wooden sign with hand-carved lettering welcoming trav...
Deep in the night, the moon throws its silver beams downward into the trees, the forest illuminated with light shining thru the branches, making it seem mystical and haunting. The branches move lightly with the wind, throwing their shadows this way and that, causing the forest floor to seem to be dancing to a slow beat. Slowly out of the shadows of the fores...
If a man is going to die, he might as well live. Things might as well be said. Let's get started with Chapter One. The spiritual and social stories of my life hold keys to my fulfillment. The spiritual story of my life is to wonder is it possible to love and grow in God with a relationship based on love and not for the profit of Heaven. It is not about...
Hi... sometimes there are stories, which one would like to keep under covers and yet the sweetest incidents often turn sweeter when memories are told to friends and shared under the blanket of a pseudonym. First I accept you as a friend before sharing this memory with you. This sweet tale is of Sangeeta a pretty young woman who worked in my house in Bomb...
Things were different from that day on, or at least that is the way they seemed in Katherine’s mind. Anne had been surprisingly sweet to her since that afternoon, going out of her way to see that Katherine was being taken care of. At first, Katherine thought it was because she was scared she would tell Lord Mickelson what his daughter had been up to whil...
The next morning, he awoke before dawn and slipped out of her arms. He looked back longingly at her curled sleeping in the bed, but moved to the grab his clothes and got dressed. He headed out to the barn and took care of the morning chores, already getting used to this new routine. He tended to the horses last, feeding Leo and giving him water. He moved to...
Isabella De Carlo lay crumpled in a fetal position and tried to protect herself as Blackwell kicked her repeatedly in her ribs. "What were you thinking? How could you be so foolish? You know how much I need her cooperation, and you tell the pigeon that you've been sleeping with her man!" "I'm sorry, but I couldn't stand the look on her face! I couldn't jus...
All names belong to their registered companies. Any names that appear in these documents do not belong to me. * * * * * * The foul weather outside blew and shook the shutters along the walkway as citizens tried to get to their destinations without being blown off and tossed to the ground far below, for such storms were not unusual in the small town of Sol...