The Wedding of Winter

On this night – the longest of the year – I look through archives and memories and reflect… all the while, anticipating greater things to come. Even though I fall back on favorites to post, there is renewed creativity building within my soul. My muse smiles, remembering and encouraging me to fill 2015 with new words. Wishing all my writing friends a very Merry Christmas!!

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The last sliver of daylight slipped silent into the good night. The time was not yet right even though it fixed upon the earth a golden sand-like mirage and laid it like a shimmering slip cover over a desolate white land. A gilded aura fleetingly caressed every bony branch, embraced each high pine crest, and kissed the tangled webs of earth and sky as it engulfed nature with ethereal bed time comforts. As the studded heavens opened up to reveal their jeweled gifts, she smiled. The time was now drawing near.

Crystal took great care in making the headdress – for in the making there required consideration to all elements. It must portray the purity of new fallen snow upon an earth unmarked as a virgin presented to her mate on the wedding night; it must show the very beauty of her being with a single floral bloom, but not…

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