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And So Let Us Always Burn: A Short Story

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I re-discovered this blog,  The Inkpen Authoress , wherein the authoress, Rachel, hosts a monthly event called  Chatterbox . Basically, she posts a writing prompt at the beginning of each month, and anyone who feels so inclined may take her prompt and run with it. This month's prompt was Pyrotechnics , which, you might be interested to know, is defined as:  1 . a firework display. the art of making or displaying fireworks. noun:  pyrotechnics 2 . a brilliant performance or display of a specified skill. A fascinating subject, I'm sure you'd agree. I used the opportunity to explore a little bit further into some of the history and customs of a culture that I've created for a novel-in-progress. The Namir are even more enthusiastic about fire and explosions than I am, so it felt like a good fit.  source And So Let Us  Always  Burn    "My  hafeed, Nuhad, has done well by himself today." Rahim said.  

Let Waves Come In

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Let waves come in And wash away  The sadness from your soul, And salt winds comb The world-dust from your hair; Renew your jaded sight  And find The wonder everywhere. 

Mutely Stands the Evidence

Mutely stands the evidence Of words: A notebook, pen, A tea-stained mug or two And sofa cushions lightly Flung aside. So lonely with the ghosts Of laughter past.