. . . With me and with my dear odie.
And Cheers to all of my WordPress friends!
The magic is in my hands.
“So what are you waiting for mama?” -odie
“Well I uhh” -me
“You know what you need to do. So do it!” -odie
“Yeah. Ok. Im scared…yeah. I said it. Out loud.” -me
“Arent we all? – Odie
*”Fear, my dear, is how I bind you. And all others. ” -the darkness
“I shall not succumb?” -me
“You shall not. If you can say it with confidence.” -odie
“I shall not succumb. To my fears.” – me
“Remember your pledge.” -odie
“I will” – me
Pen is in hand….
9/o and om
The light of the moon holds transformative powers that befix* the human being in mysterious ways, as observed here. (another cool landscape created by om &f.
Night night from under the moon light.
*odie created this word apparently, because i couldn’t find it in the dictionary, yet i know what it means…. or is it really a word afterall?
♡ o and om