Cynthia A. Morgan's Blog, page 337

Wordless Wednesday – Visions of Sugar Plums I

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Artwork found on Pinterest. Credit to the Original Artists is acknowledged. Thank You!!

Filed under: Wordless Wednesday Tagged: Beauty, BnV, BooknVolume, Christmas, Christmas Dreams, Christmas Village Scene, Dreams, Holidays, Village scene, Winter, ~Morgan~

Sisters

She pours her Light with Generous Hand

Like water flowing from a living Stream,

Guiding Life while she Gracefully Stands

Upon the Horizon of Mortal Dreams,

Dancing in the Shimmering Glow,

Her Bounteous Grace full Springing

As All Creation, in flux and flow,

Heralds the Blessing her Smile is Bringing.

Her Subtle Shimmer in Gentle Hue

Caresses the Tranquil Cheek of Night,

Whispering Softness, Her Smile Subdues

The clamour bustling in Jubilant Light

Pouring from her Sister’s Smile;

Her own Song Peacefully Swelling,

As Starlight winks in Blissful Guile,

Their Secrets and Stories Serenely Telling.

Sisters Bound by Love and Life,

They Balance and Uphold,

Perpetually Spiraling in Joy and Strife,

As we walk in their Brilliance, Brave and Bold.

Sister Smiling Upon us All,

Watching and Eternally Knowing,

Through our Rise and Inevitable Fall,

Harmony within us is Patiently Growing.

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Nadia Strelkina

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Balance, BnV, BooknVolume, Day and Night, Harmony, Life Cycle, Light, Nature, Poem, poetry, relationships, Secrets, Whispers, ~Morgan~

Meowy Christmas

A Bit Blurry, as I took it in the dark and the glow of Christmas lights,

But Happiest Holiday Cheer from Orangie

and me too :)

Filed under: Lens Flair Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Cats, Christmas, Christmas Tree, Fur Angels, Holiday Cheer, Light, ~Morgan~

The Infinite Abyss- Sonnet XXVII

Shall All my Love be Crossed in bitter wailing

When in the Depths of Time, I lose Your Hand;

Falling from the Cradle of Our Sailing,

Where on our Ship of Dreams We Stood in Command?

Shall All my Hopes be Dashed against cruel shores,

When, plummeting to Earth, we Lose Our clasp

Upon the Tender Thread, along which, Pours,

The Strength and Vigor of Our Loving Grasp?

Where Night turns to Day and Day succumbs to Night,

Our Love yet tumbles in the Infinite Abyss

Of Watchful Souls, gently putting to Rights

All that Was and All that, Lingering, Is.

Still, I see the Memory of Our Timeless Love Affair

Glimmering in the Depths of Your Most Beguiling stare!

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Jessica Allain

Filed under: Poetry, Sonnets Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Longing, Love, Memory, Night, Poem, poetry, relationships, Romance, Soul Mates, time, ~Morgan~

Jingle Jingle

Hear the Secret through the Snow,

Echoes Heralding the Glimmering glow,

Sparkling Whispers in the Midnight Hush,

Delicate Melody Singing Sweet and Lush,

Twinkling Magic in the wink of an eye,

Hear the Laughter of sleigh bells Sigh!

Nod your head and Sleep;

Winter’s Mystery to Keep!

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork: The_Night_Before_Christmas_by_alyn

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Christmastime, Flying Reindeer, Magic, Night, Poem, poetry, Santa's Sleigh, Snow, Whispers, Winter, ~Morgan~

The Dark Fey Trilogy

Book one, Dark Fey: The Reviled began the journey, introducing us to the Mystical Realm of Jyndari, the home of the Fey of the Light, winged beings with extraordinary gifts and abilities who live harmoniously in a close knit community where art and music, scholarly devotion to the ancient texts, and faithful adherence to tradition are all sacred. In Jyndari we meet a young Fey of the Light, Ayla who was discovered at a very young age to have the especially rare combination of gifts: empathic telepathy as well as discernment and healing. She was dedicated to become a Guardian of Childfey and spent her entire young years in the seclusion of the Temple where she studied magic and the ancient rites; where she was taught about the mortal enemy of all Fey of the Light, The Reviled.

We also meet Gairynzvl, a Reviled Fey who comes in shadows and silence; who lingers near Ayla trying to communicate with her. He longs for freedom from his Captivity among the Dark Fey, but he needs her help to escape them. Through her extraordinary gifts she listens to him when no others will; she touches his pain and eases his suffering and she helps him in his attempt to escape The Reviled.

Known also as The Cursed, the Dark Ones or The Reviled Fey cannot love, are unable to abide peace or harmony, and do not admire beauty or talent without avarice. Because of their cursed state, they also cannot bring life into the world in the form of Innocence. In order to reproduce themselves they come to Jyndari in the shadows and abduct childfey, returning them to their own dark realm, the Uunglarda, where they are forced to endure The Integration. The intentionally cruel process of neglect, abuse and deprivation is designed to turn childfey from the Light and twist them into monsters.

The Reviled

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In Dark Fey: Standing in Shadows we discover more about Gairynzvl and why he wants to return into the dark realm of The Reviled. He longs to attempt a rescue of the innocent childfey trapped there!

But it will take more than one fey to breach the borders of The Uunglarda and to slip past the legions of Dark Fey who abide there. It will take magic and strength, courage and military strategy and it will shake the foundations of everything The Fey of The Light have accepted as truth for thousands of years. Nevertheless, Gairynzvl knows the secret ways in and out of the dark realm; he is able to open portals and through his gifts of telepathic empathy, he can find the childfey standing, waiting, in the shadows.

Slipping into the darkness through darkness is easy. Escaping out again with squalling, terrified childfey is another matter, but if they are captured his band of Liberators will pray for death long before it comes. Worse, their success could spark full scale war and unleash the barbaric hatred and viciousness of The Reviled upon the peace-loving Fey of The Light.

Can Gairynzvl convince Ayla and The Temple Elders to allow him to return to the Uunglarda, the realm of The Reviled? Who will join him to aid these Innocent Childfey, trapped in the realm of shadows and fear? And Will the Fey of the Light risk a savage war in order to rescue them?

Standing In Shadows

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Book Three, Dark Fey: Breaking Into The Light will tell the ongoing tale of Gairynzvl and his band of Liberators, the lives of the Fey of the Light and the consequences of stealing into the realm of The Reviled…….

~Morgan~

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The Amazing & Beautiful photograph used on the cover of Dark Fey: Standing is Shadows is taken by French Photographer David Gentet. You can find more of his stunning photography on his Deviant Art Gallery here: http://uraeus82.deviantart.com

Filed under: Dark Fey Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Dark Fantasy, Dark Fey, Darkness, Epic Fantasy, Fantasy, Fey, Hope, Indie Publishing, Light, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Jack

Through the Hush

He Silently Wanders,

Whispering Mystery

While he Ponders,

Silence Sleeping

Upon his Sleeve,

Smiling Brightly,

While he Deceives,

Lingering Chill

From his Frosty Embrace,

Wintry Emblem

Of Sparkling Grace.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Negshin at Deviantart.com

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Fantasy, Jack Frost, Legends, Mythical Beings, Nature, Poem, poetry, Silence, Winter, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Raven

Raven

In the Gentle Snow, Falling;

Fear Not

The Glimmering Light, Lolling;

Dark Bird

Through the Shadows, Forestalling;

Listen

To the Whispers, Calling,

Winter

Chills, Quietly Enthralling;

The Raven

In the Gentle Snow, Falling.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Artwork found on Blingee.com

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Fairy, Fantasy, Fear, Light, Poem, poetry, relationships, Shadows, Silence, Whispers, ~Morgan~

Friday Fantasy – Snowflake

See her Dance upon the Shifting Breeze,

Serenade Falling through barren trees,

Where Softness from the sky is falling,

Crisp and cold, her voice is calling;

See her Spin and Twirl in Delight,

As the snow deepens; Oh Wondrous Sight!

As Silence Descends from the Leaden Sky,

Hear the echo of her Whispering Sigh;

Beyond the glimmer of Warm Summer Daze,

Watch her Entrance with her Icy Gaze!

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original Artwork by: martanael at deviantart.com

Filed under: Friday Fantasy, Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Cold, Fairy, Fantasy, Nature, Poem, poetry, Silence, Snow, Whispers, Winter, ~Morgan~

Unbound

Hush in the Stillness,

My Beating Heart to Hear;

Suffocating Clamour

Of Unbidden Fear.

Precipice of Silence

Uttering not a Single Sound,

Casting Enchantment

Where Hecate’s Labyrinth is found.

Doorway of uncertainty,

Shield my Wayward Glance,

While Temptation Laughing Brazen,

Spinning His Mercurial Trance.

As I wander erroneously,

Along the Tempestuous avenue,

All my Senses Protesting

What my Logic can Misconstrue.

~Morgan~

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Beautiful Original artwork by: Cindy Grundsten

Filed under: Poetry Tagged: BnV, BooknVolume, Darkness, Enchantment, life, Light, Longing, Night, Poem, poetry, relationships, Silence, Temptation, ~Morgan~