Category: Words
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Weathering the Storm
The day grows darker,With clouds hanging low and ominous.Atmosphere charged into an expectant frenzyTerrified by explosions overhead,Illuminated by destructive sparksAnd drenched by ferocious rainfallThat soaks and seeps and freezesEven amidst the heat.Hailstone hits like thousands of glass shards,And as the thunder rumbles onThe clouds break.The sunshine forces through,Evaporating fallen rain into mist.Wind diminishes.The air, refreshed.The…
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The Burning of Gwylfryn
Centuries ago, just inside the Welsh border, existed a small village known as Gwylfryn. In those days, folk didn’t have names, but used what they did and where they came from as their ‘name’. One villager, Gwylfryn Hunterre, was the hunter. So proud a marksman was he, only one bird defied his arrows; the great…
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The Ancient Ruins of Elt Gored
Only in dreams or distant memories does such a place exist: the Gateway to the Gardens of Paradise. The waters are still crystal clear, the sun hot in the mid afternoon sky, and the ruins of a once great ancient civilisation are all that remains. Gone are the grand palaces, the fine walkways, the beautiful…
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The Power of the Mind
I read an article recently about a therapy technique that is becoming popular that helps people with recurrent depression. The thing is, and try as I might, I couldn’t think of the term that was being used. I knew it was linked to being aware, feeling whole, concentrating on breathing as a way of focus,…
The Mansionic Perspective 