Flowers lay by the door of the #crypt.
Golden sunlight dappled its stone walls.
The sun would set thousands of times.
Its stones would erode against wind and rain.
A hundred years would pass before the queen's #return.
But her reign would continue.
Her immortal people awaited her rebirth.
There was no need to #brood, nor even say #goodbye,
Simply, "See you soon."

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The terrifying beast yawns
Razor sharp teeth and claws
That can tear and rend
But sits still in the moment
Curled up in my lap

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#beast #CatsOfMastodon #shortpoems #Poetry

Writing Prompt 16 Dec: "Things were going well ..."

LOSER
Was in the kitchen for honey on toast
but the bread became a carbonized roast;
Things were going well – until they weren't.
Met my flame for some fun times on the town
the taxi driver ran my lover down;
Things were going well – until they weren't.
Went to the sea to throw my soul away
the tide was all the way out in the bay;
Things were going well until they were not.
Keeping it simple, yeah, until it's not.

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I really need a better cue for posting my #AdventPrompt than it being bedtime. *Yawn*

Anyway, for day 15 the #tea was a repeat of "Chai Charge" which remains nice but not my fave wintery rooibos.

For the #writingprompt, we're keeping it simple: "Things were going well. Until they weren't."

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Today's #mastopromp word is CRISP.
Heavy watertight doors opened and then closed behind her each time as the trundle descended into a basement garage two levels below the street. Caralys stepped out into cool air, white concrete walls as thick as she was tall providing both security and comfort. She lifted her bejeweled left hand to her face. “Assistant, where is the Guardian?”
“The Guardian is in his salia,” a crisp voice replied. “Four Guild members are present.Shall I put your call through?”