This is a continuation of my story that began in my post, ‘Memory,’ published a few weeks ago, also as a response to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.
Dwarf King, Sterling Trueborn, rose to his feet and looked ahead to where the gateway between his Mountain Kingdom and the rolling fields and forests of the Kingdom of the Land Elves, stood in imposing majesty atop a slight incline.
When he had been a young King, the path to this gateway had been a wide arrow straight swathe between beautiful meadows of wheat. Only the elves, with their superior farming skills and magic, were still able to grow wheat, corn and vegetables in any capacity now. In this way they were the farmers and ‘feeders’ of the good folk.
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When Lee, Sam, Gerry and Cain got to the barn and made it to the second level – Sam tapped Lee on softly on her shoulder pointing to the hypethral (building with no roof) within the north west corner. It took Lee a few moments to realize that the intensity of sunlight was drawing out the shadows where a piece of a tree limb was scratching at some unseen itch of that interior wall. The three men leveraged the limb up and eased it to lay down across that section of the floor where thankfully nothing had been stored. And there it lay like a silent stone sentinel.
It was a long trek, but they did it,
Happy St. Patricks Day, everyone! Whether you’re Irish or not, ’tis a day for the wearing’ o’ the green, and a tip o’ the hat to the wee folk. Right now, we could all use a little luck given the state of the world in view of Covid-19. Whatever your corner of the planet, I hope you stay safe and well. If you’re stuck inside, it’s the perfect time to catch up on your reading.
Jimi Cabot, and her partner Lou, are two cops assigned to the “Grinder Squad” in a futuristic San Francisco. Grinders are people who have their bodies altered through illegal surgeries which use computer chips to provide enhanced senses. Despite their department assignment, Jimi and Lou usually find their days eaten up by the drudgery of routine patrol and domestic disturbance calls—until they happen upon a trail that may lead to the most wanted grinder in police databanks.
Many people believe that the first crop circles came from Satan himself around 1678, yep that guy with the horns and pointed tail using a scythe to make these mysterious designs in a field of oat. In 1966, near the small town of Tully, Australia flying saucer nests were located, after a farmer heard a hissing sound and then claimed to have seen a flying saucer rise from the swamp and fly away.
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