not yetPrologue:not yet
The king carelessly looked out the fluorescent painted windows into the dwindling twilight of a velvet blue sky. Watching the birds dance across the horizon in perfect bliss using the sounds of the far off crickets to steady their beat. The stars were beginning to arise in the east as night approached and nothing filled his mind but the ancient seer he had talked to the day before. Her words of the future startled him. Never had he thought of his parents and where they had come from, but what did she mean by, ‘the fate of your ancestors will be your demise’? Never had any of his ancestors fallen to destruction. It was
the minds keepIn that moment she was alone the world was only limited by her own mind and nothing not even death could help her escape her vivid imagination. Her steps fell delicately against the freshly chilled hardwood floors below her. The walls vanished some where within the confines of her mind revealing a glorious view, with azure blue skies hovering dexterously over sparkling snow capped mountain-tops, with their blinding manifestation reaching to the sky above, finding with out avail a border between the heavens and earth.the minds keep
She began to feel the floor beneath her fade away, being replaced with a small patch of frost bitten wild weed, w
my thoughts on god art and sexThe depiction of art is one of mans greatest abilities granted by god. The power of creativity Is endless in the sight of god, it is the mark of his priesthood on earth, designed to bring the beauty of the celestial light to pass. Whether through love, pen, or paint the glory made manifest is one of the three attributes of creation granted to those willing to possesses. Its like the first day of spring, the bursting of a butterfly from its cocoon, it’s the rebirth of a mans soul while in this earthly existence. “ for behold- this my and my glory to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of men.” whilemy thoughts on god art and sex
angels playWith out a second thought her fingers began to trace down his sweat covered chest glistening with the fresh twilight of the moon. Crisp, staggered breaths flowed from their lips bringing a familiar warmth to the darkness which involved them. So this is what it is to be human she thought to her self as she pressed her lips harshly against his throat in a desperate attempt to relinquish the thirst for flesh that seemed to burst from every pore in her body. Emotions flooding her mind with images her imagination had yet to explore. The ecstasy engulfed her very spirit as though she were being possessed by some carnal demon whom wanted no more thaangels play
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