The Dreamcatcher_A nest to call home_Daughter of the Mountain Star_Silence by Madelaine Roberts
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The Dreamcatcher
I found myself sitting idly in front of the large antique hope chest that my husband had given to me when we were first married, The chest was a history of all the memories and dreams that had fulfilled our fifty years of marriage,,,little things,,,,the little marzipan figurine from the top tier of our wedding cake; our daughter’s baby bracelet. There were other items that could preserve the test of time. I was merely reminiscing, for I would soon be moving from my ten room mansion in Connecticut to a one room apartment in Florida’s Sunny Gardens...not a nursing home, but a small community ...
A nest to call home
Mrs. Sparrow who happens to be a sparrow lives a comfortable life in an oak tree. Her husband Mr. Sparrow died after being eaten by a cat. For a cat is a bird's worst enemy. It would not be so if they were kind. But no, a cat just goes about killing innocent birds whenever they like. The life of a bird is quite hard. One might look at hwww.onedoor.ccer life and think she's got it easy but she doesn't. She's got three eggs in her little nest. She has to sit on them every day and find time to go out and get food without being killed. It was Mr. Sparrow who picked to live in an oak tree on a farm. Mrs. Sparrow...
Daughter of the Mountain Star
Lexi stood at parade rest before the Elven Elders of the Council of Twelve to receive their verdict. The elven audience in the Grand Grotto amphitheater behind Lexi became silent while she shivered because of the mountain night air that swished through the pine forest. The Queen arose. Torchlight flickered across the face of Her Highness Elspeth who presided over the council. The Queen’s presence radiated a majestic solemnity while her eyes riveted on Lexi’s face. Lexi would not look away though she felt torn between love and duty. In a multi-tonal voi...
Silence by Madelaine Roberts
Hogart finished his latest attempt at writing. The price for this traitorous behaviour was silence – he had somewhere quiet, and no other biological did. People think they can withstand constant loud sound – they cannot. It drives you quietly mad, even if you do not see it coming. You can only know yourself in silence and if you never have that you will go insane. Of course, he thought about it but self-preservation is a biological imperative, he thinks.The drones seemed, to Hogart’s already over stimulated body, to be screeching louder than normal today. Clearly, the Collective perceived some...