My Mothers Eyes_Call to arms_A SUPERMAN STORY_Mother of Sound, Give me a Form
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My Mothers Eyes
My mothers glasses. I kept them in a drawer. They had been there for almost 10 years. Truth is I kept them there because I didn’t know what else to do with them when she died. She’d been cremated after a long and painful fight with lung cancer. The disease was cruel, slowly chipping away at the person she was before. Her body diminished, refused to gain weight, and oxygen tubing ran around her once rosy cheeks. She had no energy at the end, no energy to do much else but watch the tv and wait for visitors. I would visit, at 40 years old, and without an ounce of shame, I’d climb up onto the bed ...
Call to arms
The small town, Towns End, nestled at the foot of Mount Aldebrang, was a popular place to stop for rest for traders, making the journey through the mountain pass. The Inn had grown over the years, Tau’s father had added extensions, as had his father before him. The different wood and different workmanship gave the building character. It was late when the guest arrived. He banged the snow off his boots and entered. Tau was used to strangers arriving like this. The pass was treacherous, so successful merchants sent paid men to move their goods. It was rare to get repeat customers. Something abou...
A SUPERMAN STORY
(This story is set on GAIA2 earth’s twin, 800 years younger and evolving.)“Are you coming tonight?” asked Ruma wife of Zip who jointly ran a liquor outlet on Rubi Isle. She had put the question to Aruma the leader of a dance group whom she had run into on the street. It was the king’s birthday and many had been invited for the party in the palace grounds.Aruma said “Of course I’ll be there with my dance team to entertain the guests. However some girls of my group want to stay away after what happened lastwww.onedoor.cc year.” The party had been invaded by someone named Superman who had come from another wor...
Mother of Sound, Give me a Form
They stood together within the vibrating light. Each cadence held a unique sound. Transfixed, they felt frozen in time. Perhaps because they were.Hands pressed together in prayer form, they held each other up.Juno tried to push them apart. Each movement caused a tinkling, a tingling and a shatter-like feeling. Crystals of light embedded within sound. Music, harmonics and vibration. For Juno it was like being immersed in water. For Syntha it was immersion in light.The two decided to try again. Lifting their attention to not only the cadence of sound and the tactile feeling of water, but into th...