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Diana, of Myths of the Mirror has a new feature on her blog called, “Speculative Fiction Writing Prompt.”  Please visit the link above to find out more about the challenge, then join in the great fun!

I’m drawn to the darkness hanging in the sky, did my moon eclipse the sun? And what of this wanderer, tis I, but am I to be the chosen one? To watch, as light escapes from the clutches, of an ebony orb, up high; drawing me closer, as my soul, it touches, and still I can’t help wonder why.

I feel the vibrations flowing to Earth, could it be I am meant to depart? Will this beacon of light ever show me my worth, or will it swallow up my heart? The nearer I get to this magical sphere, whose presence has not moved an inch; I can only imagine why it holds me so dear, oh, these goosebumps that so make me flinch! I can’t turn away from the beauty above, I am hypnotized by its power; in the distance, the soft coo of a mourning dove, alas, I grow weary, in my final hour.


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