Hi Everyone,
I hope your respective weeks have gone well and I apologize for being absent much of the time lately. I try to pop in on blogs while working on the final stages of getting my book published. To that end, I must give a heartfelt thanks to our Grand Poobah of #Thursday Doors, Dan Antion of No Facilities . Most all of you who follow either of my blogs already know Dan well. If not, please visit his site for some amazing posts and to meet other wonderfully talented bloggers. Dan is great at bringing people together for doorscursions or just to have a beer on Saturdays and contemplate Stream of Consciousness matters. Dan has helped me and so many of us when we’ve needed it, always without complaint. I am creative but struggle with my technical aspects, mostly because these things make my head hurt. Thanks Dan!
Be sure to check the links on his blog to his Dreamers’ Alliance series. His first three books are intriguing and fun, following school friends as they journey from awkwardly different and ostracized to sought after for their unique abilities. I can’t wait for the fourth book in this series to be published.
Since I am very close to at last publishing my first book in what has morphed into a series, I wanted to offer a nod to our doors prompt with an excerpt from the book. There are quite a few doors within my story, though not necessarily the ordinary kind. In this piece, a long closed door is being nudged open once more, offering the Protectors of the world of Domhan a chance for salvation while leaving it vulnerable to possible destruction.
The Door
With a mighty knock and turn of the key
they open the door in the cave by the sea..
… The Sorceress reached into her soul for the power that was her birthright. She released all judgment to bask in the embrace of unconditional love, knowing that only within perfect love could they awaken the stone’s power to open the portal. She recognized the conflict in her soul for the unnecessary chaos it was. Together they raised this vibration of perfect love until it flowed from them in radiant shards that ignited the stones. The blue crystal flickered to life, pulsing steadily as the energy increased. The stones they held in their clasped hands grew hot, but Naofa locked fingers with his, making it impossible to drop them..
The gazing crystal surged in ocean hues of blue, green and gold, brilliant rolling waves of light moving over the pool and up the cavern walls. At the center of the dark pool a small vortex swirled to life, creating bright circular ripples that whirled around their source. The luminescent rings raced faster and faster, rising as a glowing spout above the water.
Naofa and Laoch were one with the light of the crystal, their figures reflected back on the pool’s surface as two bright stars. The energy between them radiated as they held a single thought. When they raised the call together, their voices echoed throughout the cavern.
“Blessed Mothers, hear our cry!
Lift the veil that covers the truth.
Open our hearts to accept the truth.
Guide our steps to protect the truth.
Open the door that we may see!!”
Biodh solas ann! Let there be Light!
The glowing spout narrowed to a swirling pillar and the cave rumbled. They didn’t move when the rock beneath them trembled and the dark water splashed angrily against the spinning vortex that swallowed it greedily.
The whirlpool thundered... a massive column of water flowing straight up, then curled into a wave that hung over the empty pool, suspended, as though waiting to roll. Naofa raised her hand to the watery wall and the crystal righted itself, rising above her palm. The tempest of energy tore at their bodies as they stood to face the surge…
Stay tuned…
