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.






  

"A star named Altaira"

So this was my attempt to write a....song *gasps* Be gentle please....I would love to hear from you dear friend, Ultimately Charmed since this is right up your alley. ☺ Am I over-thinking this song?

View of the moon

Writing prompt:: Organize

The current scene of my table

What I need to organize hopefully this week, is my table. One side  is a growing pile again at least the other half to table of the is a working progress.  ☺

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Hawaii Five-O Monday Squee

I discovered  The Five-0s site through their FB link and it's really great to see some inside shots of what goes on behind the camera and what's happening on set.

My Monday fix  squee was seeing this clapper as they start rolling for Season 2 Episode One! Gave me a thrill too since I hope one day I get to work in a production set in the future. Oh, boy... ☺

From BTS taken by @Huntvision

Friday Fiction: Reptile

By malikimram

Adria kissed the ground when a deadly machete came flying straight at  her. A dull thud followed when the machete embedded itself on the trunk of massive tree. Noises of a fight between her team and the bad guys continued with  frenetic energy just a couple of yards away that their grunts and fists smashing against flesh were subdued by a sound that chilled her blood. A dangerous rattle repeatedly jingled close to her elbow.

She froze and willed her furious beating heart not climb up her throat. 

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Writing prompt:: Once

What should everyone do at least once? Check out One-Minute Writer for more once entries.

by movies.rawr-caps.net

Bungee jump at least once. ☺ I'm still psyching myself ever since the Amazing Race splashed to the screens. That's how long for me still. Not yet there. Haha. My resolve's thinning out. Tsk.

I also like to do the aerial bungee from the Lara Croft: The Tomb Raider movie too. Although, I need to be flexible to make through some of the complicated stuff.

by Allmoviephoto.com

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"After all, tomorrow is another day"

Credit by Big Bird

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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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