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Scintillating – #DailyHaikuChallenge

 

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Jack’s delicate Kiss

Sparkles in the morning light

Scintillating change

 

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Harrowing Tide – #Halloween #Poetry

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Spookton – #HappyHalloween

 

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Sepulcher – #Halloween #FlashFiction

 

Beneath the towering spires of a cathedral that clung to the sky like roots woven through mist lay the Sepulcher of the Shattered Moon. Its enigmatic presence whispered through the air, the building itself suspended on tendrils of charred wood and blackened stone, held aloft by the unseen forces of the Eldritch. The moon above, massive and fractured, bled amber light that seeped into the cracks of the sepulcher and cast shadows like phantoms in the gloom.

 

No living soul dared walk in that foreboding place, for the spirits of the forgotten wept within its walls. The ancient doors groaned as they carried the heavy weight of sorrow, and the distant echo of chains scraping against marble reverberated though no chain was ever found.

 

The air was thick with an otherworldly hum as if the very stones were murmuring secrets from ages long past. In the moon’s glow, the sepulcher shimmered with an unsettling beauty—a place both alive and dead. Vines, pulsing with soft, golden embers, clawed the carved arches as though carrying memories lost to time. Inside, the yawning tombs stretched upwards, reaching for the moon, yet forever beyond its grasp.

 

The sepulcher held the souls of the forgotten, their spirits bound by unfulfilled promises and unwhispered names. They lingered, waiting for freedom bought through the bright clear light of a shimmering full moon, but only amber tears wept from the fractured face of that once spectral light. Thus, every night those enshrouded within the sepulcher waited—a cold wind like a heartbeat slow, haunting, and full of stories that would never be told.

 

Flash Fiction and Art by ~Morgan~

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Brelnitch – Commander of the Legionnaires of the Realm – And Watcher!

 

Brelnicht is not only a Commander of the Legionnaires of the Realm – the most brutal and loyal rank of the Dlalth – but he is also secretly a Watcher. As a Watcher, he knows the Ancient Texts and waits with ferociously guarded hope for the coming of The One – a Dark Fey prophecy says will lead the Reviled back into the Light.

A snippet of entirely new content from The Reviled:

Brelnitch rose from his chair, circling around Gairynzvl like a vulture. “There’s time for that. But tonight… tonight, you repay what you owe.”

The officer’s hands rested briefly on his shoulders, heavy with intent. Gairynzvl gritted his teeth but held still, knowing resistance would lead to far worse consequences. If he were to survive in Uunglarda, he would have to navigate these dark waters carefully, using whatever leverage he could.

Brelnitch leaned closer with a satisfied smirk as if waiting for Gairynzvl to flinch or pull away, but he only tightened his jaw muscles and tensed in response to the officer’s touch. Brelnitch stared at him with piercing intensity, but the predatory hunger he had seen in his blood-red eyes earlier was not present. Instead, he seemed to be assessing him, testing him, waiting to see what he would do when faced with peril. Unwavering, Gairynzvl stood motionless and returned his gaze fleetingly before looking downward nonconfrontationally, but his eyes showed no fear.

Placing a gloved finger under his chin, Brelnitch raised his head, forcing him to return his penetrating stare, and Gairynzvl complied. Though his heart hammered in his chest so forcefully he was surprised the officer could not hear it, he neither blenched nor backed away, and his courage seemed to satisfy Brelnitch. A twisted grin turned one corner of his mouth before he dropped his hand and stepped back, and though Gairynzvl assumed he would tug open his pants, he moved with a measured pace to the desk on the opposite side of the room.

More curious than afraid, Gairynzvl watched as the office unlocked one of the desk drawers and drew from its secured depths a small leather-bound book. Its binding was feathered and worn, and the pages within were wrinkled as if it had been submerged in water at one point in its life but had survived. Opening it, Brelnitch leafed through several pages before finding what he was looking for and began to read, “Out of the Darkness, Light shall burst forth, Indomitable. And the Light will Prevail over the Darkness by shining into it, Unwavering; Guiding the Innocent from shadow and the irresolute from placidity.”

Upon hearing the words, Gairynzvl started violently and the masked expression on his face tightened with dread. It was one of the ancient prophecies written by the First Elders thousands of years ago. It was something very few Fey knew, and even fewer Dark Fey because here in the Uunglarda, the Ancient Texts were forbidden. Considered as traitorous as betraying the Praetor himself, reading or speaking the texts had only one outcome: an excruciatingly torturous death drawn out over as many days or weeks, or months as the well-trained and highly skilled executioners could produce.

 

The fully revised version of Dark Fey The Reviled is coming soon!

Mysturreal Tarot Cards & Spiritual Journal

I am blessed to present “Mysturreal,” a unique and diligently crafted tarot deck with a mystically surreal theme brightened with light. Each of the 78 cards is portrayed as a journey of spiritual empowerment, filled with love, balance, and a deep sense of divine guidance highlighting the blessings of introspection while encouraging a harmonious connection to the world and others.The vision behind the Mysturreal Tarot Deck is rooted in the belief that within each of us lies a rich tapestry of light and shadow, beauty and mystery, power and grace. We are a harmonious blend of these forces, and by embracing them, we awaken our true potential. When we focus our thoughts, words, and actions on the radiant aspects of positivity, we ignite the power within to manifest our dreams and shape a brighter world—not only for ourselves but for all those whose lives we touch. In this balance of energies, we discover the magic that connects us to the universe and to one another.[image error] [image error] [image error]78 Unique Cards: Each card is a work of art rich in symbolism and imaginative detail.Original Artwork: Inspired by the mystical, surreal, and Fae influences, creating a truly unique art style.High Quality: Decks will be available in 330gsm Premium smooth stock.Size: 4.72 x 2.55 inches / 12 x 6.5 cm

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My Kickstarter Campaign will begin soon. Visit the Pre-Launch page for more details and to sign up to be notified when it goes live.[image error] [image error] [image error] [image error]

In addition to the deck, I have created the Mysturreal Guidebook and Spiritual Journal. 225-Pages of Spiritual Insight and Empowerment featuring an Introduction to Tarot & the ‘Mysturreal’ story.

156 pages of card explanations offering deep insights and suggested actions to help you navigate your path and enhance your journey with each card’s wisdom.65 pages of Spiritual Journal space, including positive action suggestions highlighting the blessings of introspection while encouraging a harmonious connection to self and others.I am also looking to connect with potential backers AND those who are willing to cross promote through their social media.Please comment below if you are willing to offer your support.Thank You in advance ~Morgan~

Silence Stirring on the Wing – #Poetry of the #NaturalWorld

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Silence Stirring on the wing

As Midnight Tenderly Entrances and Sings;

Whispers of enigmatic lore,

Indigo shadows Silently Implore

Through Stirring Softness Delicately Waiting

While the intrepid heart stands debating;

Hush of Brazen Beauty crying

On the Silent breeze, Tantalizingly Sighing!

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Poetry and Art by ~Morgan~

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What I’ve Been Working On – The Mysturreal #Tarot Deck

If you’ve stopped by DeviantArt or my Facebook page lately, I’m sure you’ve seen the Mysturreal Tarot deck I’ve been working on (and posting like crazy). 78-cards is a bit daunting, but early interest in the deck inspired me to focus and really put some thought into its creation.

I’ve always been interested in the artwork for tarot cards. Mystical, a little, dark, haunting, but at the same time extremely beautiful, the artwork of cards I’ve seen in the past have always captured my imagination. Then, one afternoon, I was working on a prompt in Midjourney to create a mystically surreal character image, one that is both beautiful, haunting, surreal and slightly grotesque, yet filled with light. The results literally made me sit back in my chair (which I never do, cuz I’m short and can’t reach if I do!)

This is the image (which I haven’t used —yet) that led me to the creation of the Mysturreal Tarot Card deck. A unique and diligently crafted tarot deck with a mystically surreal theme brightened with light. Each of the 78 cards is portrayed as a journey of spiritual empowerment, filled with love, balance, and a deep sense of divine guidance.

The vision behind the Mysturreal Tarot Deck is rooted in the belief that within each of us lies a rich tapestry of light and shadow, beauty and mystery, power and grace. We are a harmonious blend of these forces, and by embracing them, we awaken our true potential. When we focus our thoughts, words, and actions on the radiant aspects of positivity, we ignite the power within to manifest our dreams and shape a brighter world—not only for ourselves but for all those whose lives we touch. In this balance of energies, we discover the magic that connects us to the universe and to one another.

Interest in these cards has continued to grow, leading me into the initial phases of a Kickstarter Campaign, with the hopes of gaining enough backers to bring the project to life!

I am currently creating cards, and writing unique, empowering card descriptions with the intent of producing a companion book for the deck. This book will include a full color photo of each card, it’s Upright meanings for general, love, career, finance and a reversed card meaning, as well as interpretations, meditations for reflection, and suggestions for positive actions to take. The interpretations will highlight the blessings of introspection while encouraging a harmonious connection to the world and others.

In addition to the tarot deck, I am envisioning a 45-card companion deck of Sacred Invocations, each card adorned with unique artwork and infused with divine affirmations to guide and uplift your spiritual journey. Together, they will serve as a powerful tool for inner alignment, awakening your highest potential, and bringing forth the success and harmony your soul seeks.

Rewards are one of the best parts of supporting a Kickstarter Campaign, and I’m already working on ways to express my gratitude for supporters, such as this beautiful Tarot mat, which will be available only through my campaign. I’m open to Reward suggestions and look forward to moving through this journey with you!

Please feel free to connect with me if you’re interested in the deck and would like to know more about the Kickstarter and the Rewards that will be available.

Do I Use AI?
My art is Synthography, which uses AI only as a starting point. I then utilize a multi-step process that includes multiple digital and photo editing tools to provide layering to the subject matter, setting mood and ambiance, creating enhancement &/or reduction, and augmentation or elimination. By integrating outside media, digital overlays, filtering, sculpting, and manipulations, I composite a final result that generates emotion, explores spirituality and perception, and invites imagination.

By ~Morgan~

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N’Gavryn Tor – #FantasyRealm of Magic and Shadows

In the heart of Vrynnyth Gahl lies N’Gavryn Tor, a towering, jagged mountain range cloaked in perpetual twilight. Here, the sun graces the land only for a fleeting handful of days each year, casting golden rays over the frozen peaks before retreating, leaving the realm shrouded in darkness once more. The few precious moments of daylight are revered by the inhabitants, for in those brief hours, magic hums at its most potent, and the boundaries between the physical and the mystical grow thin.

The people of N’Gavryn Tor, known as the N’Gavry, are a mysterious and ghostly race of Fae. Their skin is as pale as moonlight, a reflection of their lives spent in the cold embrace of near-eternal night. Over the centuries, they have adapted to this shadowy existence, evolving powers that thrive in the absence of light. The N’Gavry are known for their spectral appearance, often mistaken for ghosts by outsiders, and their ethereal presence has woven them into the fabric of myth.

Legend speaks of the Shadow Walkers, an ancient magic that permeates the very air of N’Gavryn Tor. It is said that the shadows themselves are alive, moving and shifting with a will of their own, weaving through the landscape like living beings. The N’Gavry can commune with these shadows, learning their secrets and calling upon them in times of need. This ability to command the darkness has given them an almost mythic status, feared and revered by those who dwell beyond the borders of their realm.

According to the ancient texts, the N’Gavry were not always confined to the shadowy world of N’Gavryn Tor. Long ago, they lived beneath a more forgiving sky, where the sun and moon danced in balance. But a great cataclysm struck the land, a battle between ancient gods of light and dark. In their final clash, the gods tore the heavens apart, casting N’Gavryn into a twilight realm. The N’Gavry, caught in the aftermath, were forever bound to the shadows. Over time, they grew attuned to the magic that lingered in the darkness, transforming them into the mystical beings they are today.

Now, the N’Gavry serve as guardians of N’Gavryn Tor, their powers intricately linked to the cycles of darkness and light. They are dreamweavers and shadowwalkers, capable of traversing the unseen pathways between the world of the living and the ethereal planes. It is said that in the rare days when the sun rises over N’Gavryn, the N’Gavry perform a great ritual to honor the light, binding the power of the sun to sustain their magic until its next return.

Few venture into N’Gavryn Tor, for the land itself seems alive with ancient magic, and the N’Gavry’s ethereal powers cast an eerie pall over the landscape. Yet, those who are brave enough to enter may glimpse the true beauty of this twilight realm, where shadows sing, and the air sparkles with a magic as old as the stars themselves.

 

By ~Morgan~

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Vrynntyh Ghal – #FantasyRealm of Ethereal Beauty

Vrynnyth Ghal, the northern realm of Jyndari, is a land where the wild beauty of nature merges with an ancient, mystical energy. Vast, windswept landscapes stretch across the horizon. Towering cliffs and jagged mountains loom over deep, verdant valleys, where mist curls like the breath of a sleeping leviathan. Forests of towering pines and oak stand as sentinels whispering the secrets of forgotten times.

The air in Vrynnyth Ghal is thick with magic, an unseen force that hums throughout the land. Rivers and waterfalls gleam like liquid silver under the sun, and at dusk, the skies blaze with hues of gold, crimson, and violet, as if the heavens themselves are painted by the hand of a forgotten god. The Northern Lights, known as Aethralyn, often ripple across the night sky, casting a ghostly glow upon the earth, a reminder of the ethereal realm that lingers just beyond the veil.

The People of the Raven who make Vrynnyth Ghal their home are like the land they inhabit, fierce and beautiful, and they are deeply connected to the natural world and the ancient forces that flow through it. This is a place where the boundaries between the physical and the spiritual blur, where ravens soar as symbols of prophecy, and where the Feyfolk dwell in harmony with the elements. The forests are alive with creatures both familiar and otherworldly, and it is said that those who wander too far from the path may find themselves in the company of beings long forgotten by the remainder of the world.

In Vrynnyth Ghal, time seems to move differently. Seasons shift with a certain reverence, each one bringing its own magic. Autumn cloaks the land in a vibrant tapestry of gold and fiery orange, while winter wraps it in a pristine stillness, broken only by the occasional howl of the wind or the cry of a distant raven. Spring brings a sense of renewal, with wildflowers blossoming in hidden glens, and summer’s long days are filled with a warmth that hints at something eternal.

Vrynnyth Ghal is a place of beauty and power, where the land itself holds the memory of countless ages, and where the People of the Raven live in harmony with the ancient forces that shape both their world and their destiny.

 

By ~Morgan~

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