Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
It was a nightmare…but it felt so real. All the faces flickering like candles and melting like wax. There was Tysha, the peasant girl who had been his first love so many years before,…
The next day was the ball concluding the harvest festivities. It was to be held at the manor of Lord Torquil, the victor of the competitions. And naturally, Sansa was expected to be there at…
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the master, J. R. R. Tolkien- (Lord of the Rings books/movies). I only express my thoughts on the characters and landscape therein; and thus only own my own uniqueness.…
He came to her in the darkness And he laid his head on her breast ‘I dreamed’ he said, ‘of the strangest things Of stars and waters and mysteries, And by all the pagan gods…
~ by Sarah Levesque I’ll wear a dress and go to each dance, But still will I fence and in secret wear pants. I’ll smile and wave, speak genteel, polite, And ‘scape out the window…
Two weeks had flown by since Sansa had given her scarf to Lord Torquil at the opening night of the Harvest Fair. Two weeks of the festivals and games, bread and circuses, tournaments…
Sansa and Tyrion went on more than a few adventures into the woods that spring, sometimes on their own, and sometimes with Arya the puppy, who would bark at every bird and squirrel,…
Dedicated to my Loving Wife Deb ~ While traveling the path from Emain Macha to the shore line of Dun Dalgan I spied an enchantress come towards me through the mist of the sea As…
Who are you? J-John… My name’s John. Is it really? You don’t look like a John. Why would you say that? I have an uncle named John – he’s not very nice, though. But there…
Even the longest winter eventually melts into spring. So it was in Davneros some four months later, when the icicles started to drip and little streams rushed along the streets that had previously…
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