Tag: Inspiration
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Facial Recognition
“Oo the blummin’ ‘eck’s thar meant foot be?” Gemevere squinted at the tiny plaque beneath the latest portrait to be added to the Ollerthwaite Gallery. Lady Reverence, revered protector of all of England and beyond. Chuckling, Hempsty replied, “That’s thine portrait, cousin – the likeness is uncanny!” “Uncunny?” Gemevere spat, “look ath saarz o’ er…
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Elements
It was very odd. Everywhere was still, nothing moving. The clouds were grey and heavy overhead, and the threatened rain didn’t fall. The soft breeze was so soft it was non-existent. There was no sound, apart from my footsteps as I walked, and my breath as I breathed. A bird, blackbird possibly, sang from behind…
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Patience
We wait for their arrival. Silently looking for a sign. A bolt from the blue. A wake up call. We ponder. We hope. We hear… We’re here…
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The Seed
Look at a seed. What possibilities can you see? Future growth? Lush growth? Roots and branches, possibly… stems and flowers… green leaves… imagination growing wild… a beanstalk… magic… magnificence… a hidden world… a new world… hope… From a seed many things grow, not necessarily the obvious!
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Red Lightning
The apprentice and the professor barely managed to get out of the campus storage facility before a beam of red light followed them out and struck the old oak tree on the opposite side of the road, with a deafening crackle and sending splinters of wood out in all directions. Eunice Fothergill sat with her…
