Electric laughter fills the air as we sit on the wrap around porch in early June.
The clinking of ice in the lemonade pitcher,
blends with the song of chirping birds to create a summertime melody.
Around my neck hangs an heirloom gifted to me,
a yellow gold necklace passed down for generations,
from mother to daughter,
With a dangling pendant of the Virgin Mary,
the divine feminine,
a cultural icon,
my security blanket.
The sunlight reflects off my necklace and you smile as you remember my first communion.
Soft yellow hues compliment our inner light,
The promise of yellow vibrance continues on into the night.
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The Guardian Chapter V
Alexander left his Coming of Age ceremony with Cronos and the elders with as many new questions as he had answers for his old questions. Cronos had confirmed his suspicions were correct. Not only was there a link between the Beast Masters and the inhabitants of the Citadel, but it was the Citadel's fault that the Beast Masters existed in the first place. Instead of banishing the law breakers which allowed them to wreak havoc on the rest of humanity, the Citadel elders should have stripped them of their powers before they became too strong. Now Alexander would need to battle the Beast Masters and the Jikininki. It would be difficult for him to forgive the Citadel Elders because their poor decisions led to the deaths of his parents and more than half the planet's human population.
By Mark Gagnon5 days ago in Chapters
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