Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 14

The Cavern World of Luminari – #SciFi #Fantasy #FlashFiction

In the heart of a distant galaxy, nestled deep within the craggy labyrinth of an alien cavern world, thrived a civilization unlike any other. The caverns themselves were vast and towering, with ceilings so high they seemed to merge with the heavens above. But what truly set this world apart was their mastery of technology—an art that blended seamlessly the constructs of the ground and the sky. The aliens, known as the Luminari, had harnessed the power of crystalline structures found within their caverns. These crystals not only provided light and energy but also possessed the extraordinary ability to reflect and amplify it. Using this unique resource, the Luminari constructed cities that stretched both horizontally and vertically. Towers of iridescent glass and shimmering metal soared from the cavern floors, their surfaces mirrored to perfection. As one looked up, it was as if the cityscape extended infinitely into the sky, each structure seeming to float among the clouds. The inhabitants of this wondrous realm moved effortlessly between levels, utilizing advanced hovercrafts that navigated the vast expanses with grace. Streets intertwined in a dizzying array of bridges and walkways, all bathed in the gentle glow of the cavern’s luminescent crystals. Gardens flourished on both levels with exotic flora, their vibrant colors mirrored in the reflective surfaces that surrounded them. Every aspect of Luminari life bore the mark of their harmonious blend of natural caverns and technological marvels. It was a world where the line between earth and sky blurred, where architecture and nature danced in an eternal reflection of each other—a testament to the boundless creativity and ingenuity of the alien civilization that called this cavern world home..By ~Morgan~I spend most of my time, lately, on my DeviantArt page.  Please stop by!

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The Difference – #FlashFiction for #Meditation

 

In the village nestled around the shimmering lake of Cyboon, a stark contrast painted the divide between royalty and commoners. The palace, in it’s regal splendor, blazed with light that pierced the dark night sky, casting intricate shadows upon the waters below. Within its walls, opulence reigned—a symphony of silk and jewels, where every whim was attended to with reverence. Meanwhile, in the humble dwellings encircling the lake, darkness prevailed. Candles flickered faintly in some windows, their glow feeble against the velvet backdrop of the night. Families gathered around hearths, sharing simple meals and tales passed down through generations. Their faces, weathered by toil and laughter, bore the quiet dignity of those bound to the earth. Yet amidst the differences, a thread of shared humanity connected them all—the aspirations for safety, love, and prosperity. The palace shimmered like a distant star, its allure a promise of a life beyond the reach of many. Yet, beneath the opulent façade, both royalty and commoners knew the weight of responsibility and the fleeting nature of power. In the silent embrace of the night, the lake whispered stories of unity and resilience, echoing across the divide..By ~Morgan~I spend most of my time, lately, on my DeviantArt page.  Please stop by!

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The Western Gate – #Elvish #Fantasy #Flashfiction

 

In the heart of an oak woodland, bathed in the golden hues of setting sunlight, stood the Elvin Western Gate, entrance into Elysium. Ancient stonework marks the threshold where mortal world meets ethereal realms, its intricate patterns glimmering with the streaming light of the setting sun. Vines drape like soft whispers over its weathered surface, and wildflowers dance at its base, whispering tales of the gate’s magic, where those pure of heart may pass into a land of eternal spring. Elves spoke of its enchantment, a portal to realms where magic flowed like rivers and time wandered aimlessly, but legends said the gate only opened to those whose souls resonate with harmony and kindness, offering passage to a paradise untouched by time. It stood as a testament to the enduring bond between nature and elfkind. .By ~Morgan~I spend most of my time, lately, on my DeviantArt page.  Please stop by!

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Endurance – #SciFi #Fantasy #FlashFiction

Once a year, on the ice planet Iglacys, the sunrise painted the frozen landscape in hues of indigo, lavender and the sweet warming shades of gold. It was a fleeting moment of warmth in the endless winter. For centuries, the inhabitants of Iglacys gathered in quiet reverence as the first rays pierced the icy horizon, casting long shadows across crystalline plains. Children whispered tales of ancient legends that spoke of a time when the sun warmed the planet year-round. Elders shared wisdom about the cycles of nature and the resilience needed to survive in such harsh conditions. Families huddled together, feeling a sense of unity under the expansive sky. As the sky brightened, icy cliffs and glaciers shimmered like diamonds. The sun’s gentle touch awakened dormant life forms beneath the frozen surface, a reminder of hope and renewal. The annual sunrise over Iglacys was more than a celestial event; it was a testament to the enduring spirit of its people in the face of adversity..By ~Morgan~I spend most of my time, lately, on my DeviantArt page.  Please stop by!

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The Turquoise Waters of Amthuret – #SciFi #Fantasy #FlashFiction

On the distant planet of Jibliari, the natives worship deities of colour. Their temples and public spaces are vibrant and beautiful, exalting the magical spectrum of hues many of us take for granted.

The Turquoise Waters of Amthuret possess a tranquil yet potent healing magic, renowned across realms for its remarkable properties. These sacred waters shimmer with a gentle azure hue that seems to hold the essence of rejuvenation itself. Those who immerse themselves in its cool embrace find wounds knit together with accelerated speed and ailments eased by a subtle, soothing energy that permeates body and soul alike.

Legend speaks of the waters being blessed by a benevolent spirit, imbued with the wisdom of ages and the purity of untouched nature. Visitors seeking solace or renewal make pilgrimage to Amthuret, where rituals of healing are conducted under the vaulted cerulean ceilings of the temple guarding this mystical oasis. The healing magic of these waters is not just physical but also spiritual, offering a profound sense of peace and restoration to all who come seeking its embrace.

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Lucrystian Cloud Chamber – #SciFi #Fantasy #FlashFiction

 

Nestled high amidst billowing clouds, the Lucrystian Cloud Chamber is a sanctuary for transcendental meditation. A marvel of architectural grace, its glass walls dissolve the boundary between inside and out, offering panoramic views of ethereal landscapes. Sunlight filters gently through the mist, casting an otherworldly glow upon the minimalist interior adorned with soft cushions and serene sculptures. Within this celestial haven, visitors embark on a journey of introspection and serenity. The ambient hum of the clouds harmonizes with tranquil melodies, guiding minds towards deep meditation and spiritual clarity. Each visit promises a unique communion with nature’s sublime beauty, fostering a profound connection with the universe above. The Lucrystian Cloud Chamber stands as a testament to the synergy between human creativity and the natural world, beckoning seekers of inner peace to immerse themselves in an experience where the boundaries of earthly existence blur into the boundless expanse of the heavens. .By ~Morgan~I spend most of my time, lately, on my DeviantArt page.  Please stop by!

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The Dark Queen of Baldaroon – #Fantasy #FlashFiction

In the heart of Baldaroon, where shadows danced like restless spirits among the jagged cliffs and silent, mist-shrouded forests, reigned the Dark Queen. Her presence was as palpable as the gloom that cloaked the planet, her skin as pale and cool as the moonlight that struggled to penetrate the perpetual twilight.

The Dark Queen, with her eyes like storm clouds and a demeanor that mirrored the somber terrain, ruled with a quiet authority that belied the whispers of fear her name invoked. Her dress, woven from threads as dark as the abyss that lay beneath Baldaroon’s surface, shimmered with an unsettling elegance. Intricate patterns of steel gray seemed to writhe and coil like serpents, each stitch a testament to the planet’s untamed essence.

Legends spoke of how the Dark Queen had ascended from the depths of Baldaroon’s underworld, where darkness held dominion over all. They whispered of her mastery over shadows, her ability to bend the night itself to her will. Yet amid the tales of her power, there lingered a melancholic beauty—a tragic figure bound to a world where light dared not tread, forever entwined with the enigma of Baldaroon’s twilight realm.

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The Whisper of the Breeze – #Spirituality & #Poetry

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The Whispers of the Breeze
Speak Silence to my Heart,
In Shades of dark Brilliance
And Luminous Mists of Tranquil Blue,
Speaking of lost Mysteries,
Paradoxes Timeless and True.
Unfettered upon this Whisper of Air,
Unchained from Grief, from Doubt, from Despair,
Into the Realm of Pearlescent Dreams,
Glittering Incomprehensibility Streams.

 

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Dark Fey is Going Away!

I’ve made a momentous decision.
I’ve decided to pull my Dark Fey Trilogy from my current publisher.What does this mean?

It means The Dark Fey Trilogy which is currently available for sale is

GOING AWAY FOREVER

I am currently working on a major rewrite to change the series’ genre from Young Adult to Adult Dark Fantasy.

WHY?

The theme and message of the story will not change, but some elements that I have always felt are a bit too ‘light’ or ‘frivolous’ will be removed. Additional storylines will be added to raise the stakes and provide a better back story.

Don’t miss this chance to grab your copy before it’s gone forever.

The revised version will be republished in the near future through a new publisher!

 

~Morgan~

Zephyr – #HaikuChallenge

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This Tranquility

A zephyr of Sweetest Calm

Connects All with Rhyme

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I love haiku. I love how sweet and to-the-point it is. And I love the challenge those three little lines present. So, I’ve decided to set off on another challenge. A Haiku Challenge, which I invite you to share with me. Create your own or add a verse right here in the comments. I predict you’ll soon be as enamored as I.

Happy Haiku-ing!

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