Stillness rolls across the land, no one speaks nor utters a word save for the small inconspicuous words on the weather. The lightning flash of the headlines disappear and all that can be seen of the moon is a malformed glow behind misty clouds.
Our world is shrouded in the night, evil thoughts from unholy creatures are on the wind. From white to blue to the coming black ~ consuming all that is just and right in its darkness. Fear is an unwelcome companion.
This to shall pass, stand firm your faith.
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WOW...all I can say is WOW!
Thank you, once in a while we are all inspired and the honey flows. Yesterday morning was one of those times from me.
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