Hi all!
I trust you all are well! This side the rain just don’t want to let up. We are deep into fall, and the sun has shifted to the north more that it was in summer. It rises more north of east, and the Redhead reports that it is shining right into her eyes as she takes the final turn towards her work place.
Also, we have a tree that only bloom in winter. This tree is covered in pink flowers! Although the calendar say we are still in Fall, nature dictates otherwise.
Chapter 20 of Morningside Meadows will post later today, after the SOL moderator found it to be of the standard that SOL wants. So, happy reading!
Oh, sorry! It's the final chapter in the series.
AN EXTRACT FROM SOMETHING TO COME:
Now begins a journey, as old as time and not quite lost to history. Forgotten but not lost. A story of the spirit that lives within us all. A spirit of not giving up. A Spirit of hope that the future will bring a better tomorrow. A story of the Château at the end of Africa, and the whispers in the pines… Whispers of long forgotten voices. Whispers of the misery and torment to the souls of those that wanted to live, but lost.
An evil laugh echoes hollow in the vast empty halls splattered with fallen plaster, roof shingles, and wooden beams. The full moon, hiding in and out behind dark, ominous clouds, flicker ghostly shapes over the cracked and broken floorboards. The dull stone of the walls, wet with the misty fog that rolled in from the south…
My blood ran cold.
Keep well, and stay safe! Until next time.
Bye 4 now!