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Carry On Tuesday: Love One Another

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"What a beautiful sunny day" by Sandra Mora

Troubled Heart

by Raine (passagesofthepen)

Your smile belied the pains 

Your laughter hid the cries 

Your cheer mocked the abyss

Of a troubled heart

Another day came 

There was no change

You pray for peace

For your troubled heart

Carry On Tuesday: "The Show Must Go On"

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Pacen Eldo laid his hand on the more agitated gardener and was relieved the wiry man had taken his tone down several notches before stopped speaking altogether. Pacen then glanced at the other portly man who looked like he was marshaling his emotions for a rebuttal. He was rewarded when the other man had started to calm down.

"Gentlemen, please, there is always a solution to this. Let's all take a 30-minute breather and then come and see me at the Nook." Pacen pointed at the table where he would be waiting for them. "Okay?" The men nodded in agreement and departed for the opposite corners of the garden center.

"Now that wrinkle was somewhat remedied, the show must go on." He strode to the small stage and addressed fellow green thumb enthusiasts.

Carry on Tuesday: "It was love at first sight"

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Slumber Party by Top Party Ideas

Adria stared at the bottle spinning on the bedroom floor and wished she didn't join tonight's slumber party. She couldn't help but give a sideways glance at her best friend, Sally, who was seated beside her while Pepper,  her flaming auburn hair neatly tucked under a towel, was seated across them. She wore an  expectant expression as the bottle slowed its rotation.

This can't be good. She thought and tried to be calm. Why do I ever get to be in this mess? Adria was continuing her mental monologue that she missed Pepper's question entirely when the bottle had finally stopped.

A nudge from Sally shook Adria out of her reverie. The blonde girl pointed.

Adria suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Of course. "What was the question?"

Pepper cleared her throat. "It was love at first sight for you and Rick Lineheart?"  Her voice was tentative that to Adria, she thought the other girl was afraid she would be responsible for breaking this new found friendship.

Carry on Tuesday: "Home is where the heart is"

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NASA - Earth from outer space by johnlemon

Beth glanced at the main viewscreen and felt a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she settled more into her seat. The welcoming blue orb came into view and from this distance; it looked very much like a Christmas ornament hanging in the dark, cold expanse of outer space. She let the marvel of the planet washed over her. The battle with the alien creatures had taken more than a week and it left them feeling harried than usual. Her gaze once again fell on the picture nestled inside the locket she had set on the console in front of her. There were other reasons for her homecoming but they all paled to the only promise that was important to her. "Home is where the heart is, right guys?"  Her smile broadened as several replies greeted her back.

Carry On Tuesday: "An Eye for an Eye Will Make the Whole World Go Blind"

She had seen red and felt her heart  practically shattering to infinite pieces as the monotone confession from the one she vowed to hold, cherish, and all those synonyms "till death do us part," rang meaningless to her ears.

He continued doling the 'truth' unaffected by his words.


Is he even human? She glanced up to him beyond her tearful gaze. She openly wondered if he was feeling anything at this moment as he said words like "mid-life crisis."

An unforeseen force propelled her from her spot and rammed him to the wall. He would have easily fought her down but he surrendered to her overflowing outrage. He lifted his eyes to stare back at the once blue eyes he knew will never see again. He felt her anger taking shape as he gazed at the icy blue orbs. He accepted the forceful pummeling he received from her and didn't care getting two broken ribs, swollen lips, bruised arms, black eyes in the process.

Eye for eye will make the whole world go blind and for her it did. He began stringing his thoughts when the flying punches and kicks ceased. He tentatively glanced from the floor to the woman now seated at the foot of the bed.

Years of happiness she thought now fell off from her like autumn leaves. Her own years now lay meaningless on the heavily carpeted bedroom and the pictures that adorned every corner of their room stared back at her in pale cheer. Even the sunlight streaming from the ornate window cast a dull glow. No longer welcoming or warm, it was replaced by an obliterated and muted version of a morning aftermath.

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Writing Prompt: "If I should die, think only this of me..."

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To start, this came from my yesterday's post: A Star Called Altaira 

"Balancing Sunlight" by Sharon Pruitt 

Keith turned another corner and finally found her. He slowed his steps until he stopped completely. Beth was framed by one of the hospital's floor-to-ceiling windows.The  morning sunlight dappled around her giving an almost otherworldly sight to behold.  He soon forged a step forward until he reached her side.  When she swiveled to meet his gaze, he knew she saw his concerns clearly written on his face. He didn't hide them because he preferred showing his emotions on his face than saying them a loud.

"Because hearing the words in your own voice makes it final for you." She picked up his thoughts very clearly as if she was dwelling inside his mind, his heart.

"I don't want you fight these alien creatures," Keith was only able to say, wrapping her in his embrace.

"You already know I can't leave my team." Beth was unable to mask the uncontrollable shudder and was glad for Keith's lingering hold just as an ear-splitting siren wailed throughout the area.

He tried to keep her from going  back. Their fingers still entwined much like their hearts.

Beth gazed at their hands. She was fighting back at her own uncertainty. She wants come back to him after the invasion. "Remember," she started her tears unleashed, "remember May 15 for me." She squeezed her hand and pleaded with her eyes that he should let her go. "If I should die, think only this of me," she touched his temple and soon Keith's mind was flooded of memories Beth kept ever since they met. "May 15." Her voice echoed before he lost consciousness.






  

"After all, tomorrow is another day"

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EXT - GROUNDS - AFTERNOON

Music of a Hawaiian flavor fills the air. A slow rise of cacophony swells to a high note. The assembly of  the winged persuasion continue to add their numbers. They all vie for a place in this year's "World's Best Bird Competition."

Mercy:  Not too high, Lyric.

Lyric: It's not too high. (He looks at his companion's leg)

Mercy shakes his head and counts the blades of a nearby tuft of grass off to his left.

Mercy:  Well, after all, tomorrow is another day.  We'll wing it.

They continued their dance rehearsal of their routine before calling it a day.

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"In my head I paint a picture.... " (became a one-shot prose/ fic...)

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“I haven’t heard my real name used for like eons and now it sounds so alien to my ears.” She huffed quietly while fixing her gown. She wondered what came over her to wear this gown in the first place. A hand on her shoulder stilled her anxiety-driven motions enough to make her straighten up and forget the fussing for the moment. She found her dissipating resolve slipped further through the chains that had wrapped it.

She stared back at the warm brown orbs, counting the fleeting seconds. There was a slight crinkle of worry touching the corners of his eyes, which was enough to make her snapped out from her own spell and took stock of the moment.

“Lily Madrigal isn’t alien,” Chuck was saying. He was ready to save the day, hearing the tiniest panic tone from his best friend voice. “It’s one of the downsides when it comes to our profession but I’m sure you’ll get use to it like nothing what the intervening years can throw at you.” He pointedly glanced at Morgan who was pointedly looking back at him. The two men started searching for something in their pockets.