Carve

Today's muse: One Word. Today's word: Carve

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Carve

He ran his hands down her bare back, closed his eyes as his fingers travelled back up the line. His hand trembled as he caressed the silkiness. Who knew he could ever possess such beauty? A sculpture created by the gods, delivered on a whisper by angels.

“I will always protect you,” he whispered, as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Her tiny hand gripped his finger with surprising strength. Her bright blue eyes stared into his and she cooed. Though she spoke no words—at least, none he recognized—he understood what she said.

“I believe you, daddy.”

The Robin

Today's muse: Daily Writing Practice

I was delighted when I saw Marc's prompt was The Robin. Spring is my favourite time of year and I'm so excited when I see my first robin. It's like a message from the gods: "Fear not, child, the sun cometh."

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The Robin


The delicate balance of day and night shifts,
ever so gently.

The light shall now defeat the darkness
and conquer the moon.

Glorious fire shall reign
and all will praise its power.

And The Robin shall herald its return.