This is one of the entries for a writing prompt challenge I entered through Braveandrecklessblog.com. Beautiful words!
I am really excited and pleased by the amount of submissions I received for the Moon Ate the Dark Writing Prompt Challenge. I intend to post all of the submissions on Brave and Reckless. Please give a warm welcome to this group of new and experienced writers!
It was dark. It was cold.
It was dark and cold as voids of the universe.
It always has been, isn’t it?
Maybe there was some light in it. Decades ago.
All is lost now.
Until that fated day.
The darkness ate my soul everyday. The cold made me numb Which made me who I am.
Well, who I was.
Darkness gave birth to hate.
Hatred blinds the light that’s my mind shines.
Hence the cycle begins.
No light as far as my eyes can reach.
As I stand alone in the darkness.
The never ending darkness…
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Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.” -Euripides
You go through two-thirds of your life thinking you are Italian and with one little vial of spit, all you thought you were changes.
Yesterday as I was dead heading my roses, I came upon a baby praying mantis. It was a tiny lime green stick, and still as death. She had come from who knows where working her way through to the maze of rose petals, and was nearly dead centre. Waiting for her next meal to come to her. And because of her patience, she found me or I found her. I am not sure which.
“The unthankful heart discovers no mercies; but the thankful heart will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings.” — Henry Ward Beecher
From my heart to yours.
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