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Descendants 3 - Rewrite True defender x Rewrite Finale- P3

after 9 months...its finally here...p3 of TrxRpoyw...enjoy.

The group had to navigate their way through the woods to try and find the main path but luckily Lia had a compass and both Harry’s and Gil’s had an innate sense of direction, and soon they were back on track-heading towards Evie’s starter castle.

Lia informed everyone that their two hours were almost up, and it was just past 3 pm when they were strolling across the lush lawn of Evie’s starter castle. alt Harry jogged forward a bit, seeing an odd shimmer around the castle-and then it shattered-a small wave of iridescent magic flaring across the group.

“What was that?” Lia asked and the group moved quickly towards the house, worried the girls were in trouble but that worry turned to relief as the glass French doors flew open and there they were-alt Mal, Rose, and Uma were the first out-the others plus Doug(thankfully only one) following suit.

Alt Mal bolted right for Alt Ben-the two slamming into each other. “Ben,” Alt Mal almost sobbed, pulling back and checking him over. She knew Ben’s worst fear was being turned into a beast, so whatever happened must’ve been hard to deal with. “Are you okay?” she asked, and Alt Ben nodded, holding her waist.

“I am now,” he said, squeezing her arm when she gave him a look. “Really, I was scared at first but I figured it out, the boys helped, said I looked cool,” he whispered the last bit and Alt Mal rolled her eyes playfully, turning to see the others reuniting with the girls. Rose and Alt Harry were embracing tightly-which made Uma grab Harry’s wrist a bit possessively-and Alt Gil was hugging Alt Uma, lifting her off her feet as he squeezed her.

Mal was staring intently at Alt Ben and Mal, her expression tight with intense thought-and then she looked at Lia and Ben, who were close together and holding hands. She then actually looked at Ben and jolted a bit, she had expected Ben to look like he usually did-handsome and human not…a furry.

Ben saw her look and growled a bit, he was a bit more...animalistic than alt Ben was-his fangs growing a bit with the sudden emotion of protectiveness he felt for Lia in front of Mal. “Oh,” Mal muttered, stepping back.

“He’s sensitive,” Lia said, turning Ben’s attention back to her with a soft smile and her hand gentle on his furry cheek. She didn’t want Mal to say something off the top of her head, she wasn’t exactly known for being…empathetic.

“Killer look,” Mal said after a long pause, her stance showing how awkward she felt. “Is it, uh, permanent?” Mal asked.

“It might be if Audrey isn’t defeated,” Lia said, which reminded her of the mission, and that seemed to remind everyone else as well. “Do you have a lead?”

Mal tipped her chin up, so proud of herself(even if it had been Uma who had found the diary and Rose who confirmed that would’ve been Audrey’s most likely location, and where Audrey/Maleficent would’ve hidden out ironically.) for finding a lead on Audrey. “Yes, we looked through her diary-“

“Seriously?” Lia said, Audrey might’ve gone evil but that didn’t mean her privacy should’ve been invaded! Alt Mal spoke up before an argument broke out. “We’ll apologize to her after,” Lia sighed but nodded and Mal went on as if no one had spoken up. “We think she’s at fairy cottage,” She turned to Ben. “Do you know where that is?” he nodded. “Can you lead us there?” Mal asked, Ben nodded again.

“That’s settled then, we need to plan.” Alt Mal said as she stepped away from Alt Ben. Uma nodded in agreement. “We need to be careful about this, Audrey’s got loads of power, and there’s two of them-one of them possessed by Maleficent.” Uma said.

Mal just shrugged their concern off. “It’ll be fine, I’ve got the ember.” Mal said, holding up the glowing blue gem. No one looked convinced, including Alt Mal. “And?” Alt Mal said, her brow raising. “The ember alone won’t be enough. It only promises you a quarter of Hades power, and even then all it really does is drain magic,” She paused. “Well, that’s what my ember does, but still-my point stands. We need a plan, and we need to attack together, there's two threats, Audrey and mom. You need more than just yourself.”

Lia decided she liked this Mal, she wasn’t so… self-assured and was ready to accept help when she needed it.

“Three years of therapy everyone,” Rose joked from beside Alt Harry, and Alt Mal rolled her eyes. “Not the time Rose, but thanks.” She said, turning back to Mal, who seemed to be holding back some burst of emotions as she stared hard at Alt Mal. “We need a plan.”

“I have a plan.” Mal said haughtily, quite perturbed that her own alt self was so…teamworkey. “You all stand back and watch as I take care of Audrey and save the kingdom, and then you all can go home and we can all have our happily ever after.”

“You mean, save Audrey, right?” Rose said, stepping forward, and Mal felt a chill go down her spine at the look in the blonde's eyes. “Right, Mal?”

“Of course, save.” Mal said, almost nervously, her eyes glancing to the side. “Save Audrey and the kingdom.” Mal wanted Rose far away from her, she was…dangerous, especially with that ‘immune to magic’ thing she apparently had.

Rose didn’t look convinced, and neither did Alt Mal, both sets of pirates, Lia, and both Ben’s. Hadie looked very unimpressed as well. “Well, as it stands, we still need a plan for our Audrey, the one possessed by mom? I know I can’t take care of her on my own, so I’m making a plan either way.” Alt Mal said, crossing her arms-she…didn’t like her other self, Mal reminded her of mom.

Mal closed her eyes-her hands clenching a bit. “It’s a smart idea, Mal,” Evie said, trying to calm Mal down with a small smile. “It is never wise to go in without a plan.”

“Whatever. Make your plan, I have mine.” Mal said, crossing her arms and looking away-the ember still in her grip. Alt Mal rolled her eyes and turned to her group, stepping closer to alt Uma for a moment.

“Was I like that before?” She asked quietly to Alt Uma, and she snorted with a nod-holding back a chuckle when Mal made a face. “Yeesh, I know I said I was sorry before but I’m sorry for…” Alt Mal looked over her shoulder at Mal-who was practically pouting at being undermined by her own alt self. “That.”

Alt Uma snorted again, and Mal smiled. “Yeah, help me plan? You’re better at making plans for big groups.” Alt Uma actually looked shocked to hear that but then she smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I can help.”

It took maybe only 15 minutes to come up with a plan, but it was a solid one. And soon enough the group of 22 teens/young adults began the journey towards fairy cottage, Doug and Jane staying back to make sure the sleeping vks were safe within Evie’s starter castle.

Ben led the way through the woods, Mal was right behind him, her hand still holding the ember. Alt Mal was a few paces back, her eyes locked onto Mal’s back.

Something felt…off, about all this, she couldn’t put her finger on it, but something was wrong-and it wasn’t just Audrey having the scepter.

Carlos was talking about Chad and about what Jane had told them about him joining forces with Audrey, and they classified him as a glorified hostage since…well…it was Chad.

“Great, another person’s butt I have to save,” Mal said, but she didn’t sound all that upset about it, in fact-she looked to be hiding a smile. Still, Lia reached out, resting her hand on Mal’s shoulder. “You’re not alone Mal, you have all of us.” Lia reminded, and Mal didn’t look happy to receive that, shrugging Lia’s hand off.

“Don’t worry about me, I’ve got this.” Mal said, speeding up to walk next to Ben, attempting to lead the group with him still leading the way. Uma watched her go, and once she was sure Mal was out of ear shot-while keeping her eye on the alt Mal-went over to Lia and whispered into her ear.

“She got real haughty, more than usual, once she discovered she could turn into a dragon-like her mom could-didn’t she? Real insistent on saving the day by herself.” Uma said, her eyes locked onto the two dragons that were imprinted on Mal’s back.

“Seems so,” Lia said passively, her eyes drawn to the alt Mal, who seemed to be having a silent conversation with alt Uma, alt Evie, and Rose, the four glancing between each other and Mal. It seemed they had their own opinion on how Mal was acting.

“You know what I find funny?” Uma said to Lia, and Alt Mal glanced over her shoulder at them, seemingly listening in. Uma let her. Lia hummed, gesturing for Uma to go on. “That the evening after Ben proposes to you, Audrey takes the scepter. Audrey, as far as we know, has shown no bad feelings between you two, right?” Lia nods, and alt Mal keeps her eyes on them, glancing forward at Mal, her eyes narrowing a bit. “Not only that, she takes the scepter, something that shouldn’t work out of Maleficent’s command,”

“Or her descendants command,” Lia mumbled, her brows furrowing as the pieces began to fall into place. “You don’t think…”

“I don’t wanna point fingers just yet, but don’t you think it’s odd? That Mal claims the dragon's eye can only be defeated by Hades ember? Something she claims that only she can use? And it gave her, her magic back?” Uma continues, keeping her voice hushed, glancing at alt Mal, who seems to be handing this same suspicion over to her friends, who all begin to glance at each other, getting just as suspicious about Mal as Lia and Uma were.

“Mal gets her powers back, makes a big show about how she’s the ‘true defender’ of Auradon, and keeps trying to do things on her own,” Lia mumbled, remembering Mal’s outburst during the meeting with Beast, Belle, and FG earlier. Uma nods.

“It’s funny how this all just, fits into place for her, doesn’t it? Audrey takes the scepter, an item famous for being cursed to be only used by Maleficent and her offspring lest the user wants to be thrown into an eternal sleep, Mal claims the ember is the only thing to stop it-an item she claims only she can use, she’s insistent on doing this alone, on being the hero. I trust I’m not the only one sensing a pattern.” Uma said, tapping her fingers against her thigh, Lia’s brows furrowing as Uma painted a picture, and it wasn’t a pretty one.

“She wants attention,” Lia mumbled, knowing Mal very much felt like Lia had stolen her thunder, not only with her powers but also by being with Ben.

“She wants Ben back.” Uma added, yes Mal wanted attention, but she also wanted Ben back-the king of Auradon. “Think about it, remember how she so eloquently put it when Ben proposed to you? ‘you’ve won Ben’. I think that Mal thinks if she defeats Audrey, with all the glitz and glamour of a hero, she’ll win him back.”

Lia narrows her eyes a bit, her wings fluffing at the notion of Mal ‘winning’ Ben back. Ben wasn’t a prize. He was human, just like everyone else, with his own feelings and desires, he wasn’t someone to ‘win.’ He had chosen Lia. Not Mal. “She won't win Ben back, she can save the day alone all she wants, but that won't do anything in the end, Ben’s made his choice.” Lia said calmly, her gaze straight ahead at her beloved fiancé. Ben loved her and she loved him, she was quite certain Ben didn’t care if Mal saved the day or not, he just wanted to make sure his kingdom and people were safe, it didn’t matter to him how it was saved.

Uma nodded; glad Lia was confident in this. She looked up, cursing under her breath as she saw the stars peering out from the darkening sky. “It’s already nightfall,” Uma said loud enough for everyone to hear, everyone looking up to the sky to look for themselves. “We need to be careful; Audrey and Maleficent can catch us off guard easier in the dark.”

The group nodded, putting up their guard again, having relaxed on the walk to the cottage. “How much further?” Carlos asked Ben and he paused, looking through the trees and growling. Lia spoke up for him. “it's just up ahead, let’s all be careful, who knows what traps the Audreys might’ve set for us, let alone one of them being Maleficent.” Lia said and everyone scattered amongst the trees to begin their descent upon the ‘queen of mean’s’ hideout.

It was quiet as the two groups descended upon the cottage…almost too quiet. Alt Mal tossed her glowing ember to Hadie, who’s eyes glowed yellow and hair turned to fire as he clutched the ember in his fist, Rose and Harry drew the swords alt Uma had conjured up, and both versions of Gil, Jay, and Carlos were ready to defend at a moment’s notice, and alt Uma’s eyes were locked onto the cottage, ready for a fight against the mistress of all Evil.

Both Mal’s crept up to the iron gate, alt Mal hissing a bit as the iron burned her skin and she used her leather glove/sleeve to push open the gate. She nodded back to her friends and they all moved forward, ready to leap into action at any moment, Hadie right behind alt Mal, the ember in his grip-ready to free their Audrey from Maleficent’s possession spell.

Mal glanced at her alt self and then looked back at the cottage, searching for any sign that Audrey knew they were there, but when nothing stirred, Mal signaled to move forward, and she and the others stormed into the house, Mal and Hadie holding the embers in their fists.

The door burst open, Mal ready to take down Audrey, but it was dark and quiet within the cottage, not even a dust bunny to be seen. Jay rushed in while everyone flooded into the cottage where Princess Aurora had once been hidden, alt Mal scanned everywhere she could look for any sign of the Maleficent possessed Audrey.

There was nothing.

“She’s not upstairs,” Jay said, alt Jay right behind him as they came down from checking the 2nd floor of the cottage. Mal looked frustrated and confused. “I don’t understand,” Mal spat out, bringing her hands to her head and pressing her fists to her temples. “She should be here!”

“She must’ve left,” Evie said, quite unhelpfully since it was obvious that Audrey had abandoned the cottage where she had been earlier.

“Yeah, but where? And why?” Jay asked, continuing to look around the cottage for clues.

“She knew we were coming,” Rose says and Lia nods, having just about to say that.

“She tracked us down to the castle and through the forest,” Lia continued, tapping her chin in thought.

“And she found us at Evie’s place, she’s known where we were the whole time, tracking us through the scepter. She knew where we were, what our plan was, and when we arrived, she-both of them-probably left a while ago.” Rose finishes, the group spinning around as the pantry door begins to sound with rapid knocks, like someone was trapped inside.

“Two bucks that’s Chad.” Rose says as Ben quickly goes over to the locked pantry door, alt Ben and both Harry’s guarding his back just in case it is something malicious.

Ben peered into the small window of the pantry and then pulled up the wooden lock of the door, pulling open the door to reveal…Chad, curled up on the floor and murmuring about his mother.

“Chad?” Ben says gruffly and the blonde whimpers. “I want my mommy,” Chad says, and Ben pulls him up. Chad, upon realizing it was Ben-a beastly version of him-well two Bens…two Mals…two…everyone except Lia and the blonde girl amongst the group-latches onto Ben.

“Your face,” Chad mutters, eyes wide at the fur on Ben’s face and he looks awkwardly at Lia for help, who was pressing her lips together to hold back a laugh at Ben’s reaction. “She’s gone huh?” Chad asks and without waiting for an answer, he sees the open door and books it.

“Freedom!!!”

Rose and both Harry’s laughed as Chad ran for it like a chicken on fire, Harry quietly mocking him as Carlos peeked out the cottage door, watching Chad book it into the dark forest. “So…we were right about the hostage thing,” Carlos said awkwardly, sharing a glance with his alt self, Dude at their feet. Alt Carlos gave a shrug.

“If Chad was here alone, locked in the pantry, then Audrey must’ve abandoned this place for good,” Evie said, alt Evie nodded in agreement, which made Mal stomp her foot like a child being refused a cookie.

“Oh, come on! We were so close!” Mal hissed and alt Mal gave her an odd look, not liking this behavior.

It reminded her too much of their mother.

“Now we’re back at the starting line,” Mal hissed, pocketing her ember and storming out of the cottage, the others following close behind.

“We’ll find another lead,” Lia said, attempting to offer support to Mal who was clearly frustrated. “we’ll find Audrey, both of them.” Lia said, looking at alt Mal who gave a thankful smile in return. She knew she needed to find her Audrey, and soon, lest her mother’s possession spell take full control, and Audrey was gone for good.

“The longer she’s out there the more havoc she can wreak,” Mal said, looking out into the dark enchanted forest, only the wind to be heard in the eerily quiet night. “she’s more unpredictable than I thought,”

Rose narrowed her eyes, something about the way Mal said that made her gut twist for some reason.

“If you let me help, we can cover more ground.” Lia offered, just wanting to help but Mal was stubborn.

“No.” Mal said sharply, with such a tone that it made everyone look at her in surprise, alt Mal frowned more-the last time she had used that tone was back when she had lived on the isle and was still fighting with Uma. “I got this. Come on.” Mal commanded, moving forward out of the cottage garden and into the forest, wondering where Audrey could’ve gone.

Alt Mal and alt Ben glanced at each other, their brows furrowed, the other alt vks and Rose seemingly all sharing the same thought. ‘This is sus’. “Is it just me or…is she…” Ben started awkwardly, and Mal nodded, running her hand through her hair, Uma stepping up next to them to continue Ben’s sentence. “being a stuck-up brat who refuses to accept help so she can be top dog?” Alt Uma said, annoyed, and Ben slowly nodded.

“Yeah…that,” alt Ben mumbled, and they watched as Lia walked up to Mal and seemingly offer help/a pep talk but it quickly turned sour as Mal got defensive, talking about ‘it’s a god thing’ and Lia’s voice turned sharp. “I am descended from a goddess. Don’t tell me I wouldn’t understand.” Lia said and Mal glared back at her, scrunching her nose in anger; she seemed ready to snap back only for Carlos to interrupt her anger.

“Speaking of the ember, didn’t Lia brush it off and push back Hades a few days ago, right?” Carlos said, the others nodding in remembrance while Alt Carlos pointed at Rose. “yeah, same for us-Rose body slammed him back into the barrier and she just brushed off that beam that almost took down our Mal, and she’s immune to magic-if Lia’s nearly the same while having her own set of powers, it’s clear that Lia is more powerful than the ember, right?”

Mal scoffed, she did not like how her Carlos and this-alt Carlos were talking. Lia? More powerful than the ember? Fat chance. The ember was more powerful than anything else-even Maleficent’s scepter. “Pure luck.” Mal spat. “She scared Hades with some flashy lights and wings, that’s all.” Mal said, looking around for anyone to agree with her, but no one seemed to share her thoughts. She huffed, stomping her foot like a child again. “I’m doing this! You can’t stop me!” Mal almost screeched, turning on her heeled foot and starting to walk off towards the forest again.

“We’re not trying to stop you!” Lia said, her voice exhausted and exasperated as she walked after Mal-the others doing the same to keep up with the…conversation. “We’re trying to do what’s best to keep Auradon safe!”

Mal scoffed again, rolling her eyes. “Oh really?! Like when you stood against my decision earlier? When I was trying to keep Auradon safe without my magic?!”

“Trying to keep Auradon safe??” Lia gasped, anger seeping into her tone but it was mostly surprise at how warped Mal’s perception of her choices was. “You wanted to close the isle’s barrier forever!!”

“WHAT?!“ a voice roared, and Mal spun around to face her alt self-who was practically glowing with pure anger and horror. “You did what?!?!” Alt Mal stormed past Lia as the others watched, some in horror, some in anger, some in growing betrayal. “You suggested to close the barrier?!”

Mal could hardly get any words out as her alt self got into her face; her teeth bared in anger. “How could you?! For what reason??” Alt Mal screamed, her fists clenched, steam-or was it smoke?-rising from her shoulders, hair, and fists, her anger so deep and hot that it seemed to seep out of her skin.

Mal opened her mouth to speak but alt Mal wouldn’t even let her get an edge in. “What about all those kids on the isle?! What about the food they need that come from the barges?! Were you just going to let them die?! To be abused and used by their own parents! We know what it was like on there-we know what it was like for them!” alt Mal points back at her friends, including the pirates, who all stare back at Mal in either hatred, or betrayal. “And you-over one single security problem, that could EASILY be solved-you just-close the barrier?! What were you thinking?!”

“I had to!” Mal tried to defend herself, stuttering over her words, unwilling to admit alt Mal’s words had shaken her resolve a bit, but she was stubborn, and thought she was the only protector Auradon had. “I had to try and keep the kingdom safe-even when I had no powers!”

“Lia did!!” Ben roared, snapping his teeth at Mal, his frustration at her self-importance, which made it terribly hard for her to even think about others being as ‘strong’/’helpful’ as her, growing.

“I have powers,” Lia said, as if she needed to remind anyone. “I promised that I would protect the kingdom. Mal sent me to find the crowd and the scepter, and that’s when Ben and I were trying to do until Audrey attacked.”

“See?!” Mal said, throwing her hands up, attempting to push blame onto Lia, as if she wasn’t the one to make Lia go on a wild goose chase in the first place. “The barrier wouldn’t have closed for good unless Lia failed too!”

“No! you do not get to pin this on her!” Jay stepped forward, pointing his finger at Mal in such a sudden way that she jumped back, her eyes going wide. “It’s getting tiring Mal. None of your bad decisions are ever your fault are they?! it’s always someone else. You said it’s Lia’s fault that your kiss didn’t break Uma’s spell, and now it’s her fault again if the barrier stayed closed forever?!”

Uma sneered at Mal, her fists clenched at her sides, looking pissed and just disappointed at the same time. “I should’ve never given you the ember back,”

“I was trying to protect the kingdom!” Mal protested; her fists clenched around the ember in her hands. “Lia and Ben wanted to put it in danger!”

“We wanted-to Help!” Ben roared, his cursed beastly form overtaking the human form, horns starting to grow from his head as his teeth sharpened. Lia turned to calm him, her hands resting on his shoulders.

Emotions and tension were running high in everyone, everyone, including alt Mal, were glaring at Mal-who seemed to only try and push the blame off herself even further-digging her grave only deeper.

“You wanted to help the wrong people! Your kingdom needed safety more than the isle kids needed freedom!” Mal snapped, and Evie, Uma, and Carlos flinched back at that-Mal implying that the Vks on the isle weren’t worth helping or were the wrong ones to help-even though they needed it the most. “This is wasting Time!” Mal huffed, turning to head out of the forest again to continue the search for Audrey. “The kingdom needs to be saved but standing here yelling about something that doesn’t matter anymore-“

Mal felt a hand on her arm that she knew must be Evie’s and turned, expecting to see Evie’s kind smile and peacekeeping grace, but only saw cold anger and tears in Evie’s brown eyes, and the righteous fury of Alt Mal and Rose, both glaring at her.

Evie held out her hand expectantly, Mal just stared.

“Give me the ember,” Evie said, defeated, angry.

Mal looked stunned at Evie’s command, blinking rapidly as she held the ember closer to her chest. “wha-“ She couldn’t believe that Evie, of all people, was turning on her too. “E, no. I’m the only one who can use the ember-“

Hadie and Alt Mal silenced Mal’s protest with a cold glare, Hadie’s hair lighting aflame as Mal’s eyes glowed a wicked yellow, both very pissed and living proof that Mal’s defense of ‘im the only one who can use the ember’ didn’t work.

“Unfortunately, I don’t trust you anymore…maybe I shouldn’t have ever trusted you.” Evie said far too calmly. Mal tightened her grip on the ember, clenching her jaw tightly.

“You’re choosing Lia over me?” Mal asked, as if that’s what Evie was doing, as if Evie was the one in the wrong.

“You wanted to abandon the isle.” Evie said, a tear slipping down her cheek, holding out her hand to Mal for the ember. “You wanted to abandon the kids still there. Why would I trust you anymore?”

Mal took another step back, her expression of shock and betrayal. How could they? They were supposed to be her friends, not Lia’s!

While everyone was distracted and focused on Mal, no one noticed Celia appearing and snatching the ember from Mal’s grip. “Give that back!” Mal yelped; the others now focused on Celia.

“Celia! You were supposed to stay with the others!” Alt Evie gasped as Mal reached for Celia, trying to get the ember back but Celia quickly darted out of reach.

“I actually thought you were brave!” Celia yelled, tears in her eyes as she glared at Mal. “turns out you’re just a big chicken!” Celia, in a fit of anger, threw the ember into the nearby birdbath and ran away.

“No!” Mal screamed, racing for the extinguished ember as it sparked and sputtered, quickly going from a glowing blue gem to a piece of coal.

“Celia!” Evie, Uma, Lia, and Rose all called out, watching the young girl race into the darkness of the enchanted forest.

“Shit,” Rose muttered under her breath, looking at Lia and Lia raced after Celia, Ben close behind. Rose let them, Lia could protect herself and Celia needed someone who could soften the blow and make things better rather than make things worse by being blunt.

Lia and Ben quickly caught up with Celia, Lia begging for the young teen to stop-the forest was far too dangerous right now with Audrey and Maleficent lurking. “I can't believe her!” Celia cried, clenching her jaw tightly. “Acting like the hero when she just wanted to close the barrier for good! She’s so-“ Celia let out a scream that rattled the sleeping forest, Lia stepped close, hovering her hand over Celia’s shoulder, unsure if Celia would be okay with her comforting her.

“I’m so sorry about her, about all of this,” Lia said softly, crouching in front of Celia as she sniffled. “But the barrier won't be closing for good. I promise.”

“Both of us…promise,” Ben said, his voice a deep grumble as he looked down at Celia, his eyes remorseful for letting things get this far.

Celia looked between the two, like she expected them to change their minds at any moment. “You won't let it happen?” she asked softly and both Lia and Ben shook their heads.

“No. We will get all the isle kids off,” Lia said with a reassuring smile. “No matter what Mal says now, her words will not stand. When Ben and I are officially king and queen, not even the so called ‘defender of Auradon’ can stop us.” Lia looked to Ben for support, and he nodded, there was no way in hell he was going to let Mal have her way. Again.

Celia made a face at the name. “that’s a stupid name.” she huffed, crossing her arms. “Mal doesn’t defend Auradon, she only defends herself.”

Lia wished she could argue against that, but she couldn’t, it was true. “I promise you’ll see your dad again Celia,” Lia said softly, smiling a bit as Celia gave her a skeptical look. She wished she knew exactly what to say to make Celia feel better about…all of this, but for now, all she could offer was a hug.

Celia surprised her by walking into her arms with little hesitation, holding onto Lia tightly as if to make sure Lia kept her promises.

A clap of thunder and the flash of pink lightning made the two jump apart, Lia turning to see a figure emerge from a swirl of pink smoke, familiar magenta tones and a green eerie glow meeting Lia’s gaze. “Aww, how sweet~” Audrey cooed, smirking at Celia and Lia.

“Audrey!” Lia gasped, Celias running behind Ben for protection as Lia stood to face Audrey. “What are you doing here?!”

“Oh-I’m just offering my sympathy to the sweet little girl who was told she’d never see her father again,” Audrey cooed, pouting a bit as she looked at her scepter, which glowed with evil intent. “Mal disappoints us all, sooner or later, doesn’t she?” Audrey hummed, looking around, raising her brow at Ben who growled at her. “Oh dear, you’re looking better.” She mocked, tapping the scepter to the forest floor and blasting Celia and Ben off their feet with a wave of magenta magic.

Ben tumbled back roughly, while Celia rolled across the soft dirt. In a flash Audrey appeared behind her and grabbed Celia by the scruff of her collar, pulling her up into a tight grip that Celia couldn’t wiggle out of. “Lia help!” Celia screamed and Lia summoned her wings, leaping towards the two but they disappeared in an instant as Audrey cackled, raising her scepter and disappearing in a flash of pink lightning.

Lia’s wings furled and she stopped herself from hitting the ground, her eyes wide as Ben sat up, staring at the spot Audrey and Celia had disappeared from. They glanced at each other, Lia taking a moment to check on Ben, and then they rushed back towards Fairy Cottage.

-end of p3-

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|CHAPTER 1|

"Remember, my dear Farrah," my father whispered, his voice weakened by illness but still filled with conviction, "in every storm, remember the lessons of our love. Let it be your compass, guiding you through the darkest nights and the roughest seas."

Those were his last words to me, uttered with a tenderness that would forever echo in my heart. The memory of that moment, of his steady gaze and the warmth of his touch, would be etched into my soul for eternity.

My father, a man of towering intellect and gentle spirit, had been my guiding light throughout my childhood. His own upbringing had been marked by hardship and estrangement, as his own father, a stern and unforgiving man, had sent him away to boarding school in an attempt to "make a man out of him." Yet, my father emerged from those formative years with grace and resilience, his spirit unbroken by the cruelty of his father.

It was at Oxford University, where my father had been sent to study against his will, that he found solace and friendship in the form of Edward Dashwood. United by their shared experiences and a mutual love for knowledge, they became lifelong friends, their bond forged in the fires of adversity.

But it was in America that my father's star truly rose. With a keen eye for opportunity and a sharp mind for business, he had built and owned railroads that crisscrossed the nation, connecting cities and communities in ways never thought possible. His ventures had made him a titan of industry, a man of immense wealth and influence both in America and abroad.

Through his astute trading with England, he had further solidified his fortune, leveraging his connections and expertise to navigate the complex world of international commerce. His dealings had brought prosperity to our family, allowing us to live a life of luxury and privilege that few could ever dream of.

My mother, a woman of quiet strength and unwavering love, had been the heart of our home. Her gentle demeanor belied a fierce determination and a fierce love for her family. She had nurtured me with tenderness and care, her presence a source of comfort and solace in even the darkest of times.

As an only child, I was the apple of my parents' eye, and they spared no expense in my education and upbringing. Our home was a sanctuary of knowledge and curiosity, with shelves overflowing with books from every corner of the globe.

Together, they had created a home filled with warmth and laughter, where love was the guiding force that bound us together.Though their time with me had been cut tragically short, their love would live on in me, a beacon of hope to light my way through the storms that lay ahead.

As I wandered through the now desolate corridors, once vibrant with the echoes of love and laughter, I couldn't help but long for the warmth that once permeated every corner of our grand abode. Standing at the threshold of my new life in England, with the Dashwoods as the only family I had left, I felt a mix of fear and optimism coursing through my veins. The journey ahead was uncertain, but I knew that with their love and support, I would find the strength to embrace the challenges and forge a new path forward. And so, with a heavy heart and a hopeful spirit, I stepped forward into the unknown, ready to begin anew.

#colonel brandon #alan rickman #sense and sensibility #original character #new beginnings #new writers corner #new writter

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Hey

I wanted to thank you for this reading you did for my question. It was helpful in a way as it made me rethink about my way of being. But, another question rose into my head 😄 Can spirits tell you what is exactly my soul purpose of being here ?

My real name is Mauricia. I am already grateful for the time you took for my first question bc not everybody can do that for free. Have a nice day !

Free Psychic Reading – Message from the Spirits via Ouija Board! 🌌✨

I connected with the spirits about your soul purpose, and here are the three words they shared:

Connection: This word signifies that your purpose involves building relationships and connecting with others on a deep level. 🌍 You may be here to foster understanding and compassion, helping to bridge gaps between people.

Expression: This suggests that part of your soul purpose involves expressing your true self creatively or emotionally. 🎨 Whether through art, writing, or simply being authentic in your interactions, sharing your voice is essential.

Wisdom: This indicates that you are here to gain and share knowledge and insights. 📚 Your experiences and learnings can serve as guidance for others, helping them navigate their paths and find clarity.

In summary, the spirits suggest that your soul purpose revolves around connection, expression, and wisdom. 🌟 Embracing these aspects can lead to a fulfilling and meaningful life journey.

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The love story featuring Benedict Bridgerton and Princess Adeline:

Title: "Royal Hearts"

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Princess Adeline, the youngest daughter of Queen Charlotte and King George, finds herself attending a lavish ball at Bridgerton Manor. Among the noble guests is Benedict Bridgerton, the charming and elusive second son of the Bridgerton family.

As fate would have it, Adeline and Benedict are introduced, and an instant connection sparks between them. They engage in delightful conversations, sharing their dreams, ambitions, and favorite books. Adeline is captivated by Benedict's wit and sensitive nature, while Benedict finds himself drawn to Adeline's grace and intelligence.

Their encounters become more frequent, as they attend social gatherings and equestrian events together. They steal glances, exchanging tender smiles that convey their growing affection. However, the world they inhabit is filled with rules and expectations, and their love remains a secret.

One evening, Adeline and Benedict find themselves alone in the palace gardens, surrounded by blooming roses and whispering trees. They confess their love to each other in hushed voices, promising to navigate the challenges that lie ahead.

Despite their undying love, Adeline's royal status and duty to the crown prove to be a constant obstacle. The Queen, aware of their connection, emphasizes the importance of Adeline's arranged marriage to secure alliances and maintain the stability of the kingdom. Adeline faces the dilemma of following her heart or fulfilling her obligations to her family and country.

Benedict, torn between his desire to be with Adeline and his respect for her obligations, seeks solace in his family. The Bridgertons provide him with unwavering support, encouraging him to fight for his love and reminding him that true happiness is worth any sacrifice.

In a display of defiance, Adeline and Benedict secretly exchange handwritten letters filled with declarations of love, longing, and encouragement. They create a clandestine world filled with stolen moments, secret rendezvous, and hidden embraces.

As whispers of their forbidden romance echo throughout the palace corridors, the pressure intensifies. Adeline's older siblings, perfectly aware of the breadth and depth of her love for Benedict, lend their support and understanding, guiding her through the storm.

In a final act of courage, Benedict proposes to Adeline during a privately organized masquerade ball. Surrounded by their closest friends and confidantes, they declare their love in front of a hidden gazebo, adorned with twinkling lights and fragrant blossoms. Adeline, deeply moved and overwhelmed by Benedict's devotion, accepts his proposal without hesitation.

However, their journey does not end there. Adeline and Benedict face the arduous task of convincing the Queen that their love is genuine and that their union will ultimately benefit the kingdom. With the help of their families and trusted advisors, they navigate the treacherous waters of concerns, negotiations, and compromises, aiming to forge a path that would allow them to be together.

Adeline and Benedict's love story becomes a symbol of hope and unity, bridging the gap between their different worlds. Their unwavering commitment to each other inspires others within the palace and beyond. Their love serves as a reminder that true happiness can be found when you follow your heart, even in the face of adversity.

Months pass, and the Queen eventually relents, understanding that the happiness of her daughter and the stability of the realm are not mutually exclusive. Adeline and Benedict's wedding becomes a grand celebration, attended by nobles, commoners, and dignitaries alike, symbolizing a new era of love and understanding within the kingdom.

As husband and wife, Benedict and Adeline embrace their shared responsibilities with grace and compassion. They work tirelessly, striving to make the world a better place for their subjects while cherishing the love they fought so valiantly to protect.

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Please, no hate. This is my first time posting. Hope you enjoy it!

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Starting @heropartnerweek a little late with the day 1 prompt "Getting lost"!

"You're sure this is the right way?" Alice the Cubone asks.

"No," Rose the Cubone replies. "I'm not used to navigating with a map. Or in a forest for that matter; all these trees look the same to me."

"Well shit. Any ideas, Compass?"

Compass the Cyndaquil looks up from the map. "Not really, I've never been here either. Although..."

Alice groans. "Uuugh, this is stupid! We found the lost item, completed the job, and now WE'RE lost! Maybe we should just use the escape orb."

Rose looks at them with a baffled expression. "You KNOW how much that cost, we're not using it unless it's an emergency!"

"I know, I know, but if we can't get out by sunset we might just have to."

"True... I can't believe I'm saying this, but I almost miss the city. It was hell, but at least I knew how to get around."

"I know what you mean. I still remember those streets like the back of my hand... though it's been a while since I've seen that either."

"In any case, we should at least try SOMETHING to get us out of here. I suggest picking a direction and-"

"Wait, where's Compass?"

On cue, Compass's voice calls out. "Excuse me?"

Alice and Rose rush toward Compass and find them standing before a hulking pangoro, who turns to face the little cyndaquil.

"My friends and I are lost. Could you please show us the way out of the forest? Or to the path?"

Alice and Rose immediately begin thinking of ways they could beat and/or escape the pangoro, trying to figure out the best move to get out of the situation safely and watching the pangoro for any signs of attack. The pangoro raises their arm... And points to their left, speaking softly. "The path is that way. Head east from it to leave the forest."

Compass nods and smiles. "Thank you!"

The pangoro continues on their way, and Compass motions for Alice and Rose to follow as they walk toward the path.

Once the pangoro is out of earshot, Alice and Rose immediately confront Compass. "Why would you DO that?!"

"What in the world were you thinking?!"

Compass gives them a puzzled look. "Asking for directions?"

"From a STRANGER?!" Rose asks.

"Yes? That's what you do when you're lost. When there's something you don't know or can't do, you ask for help!"

Alice sighs. "That would've gotten you mugged, stabbed, or both in the city."

"... Oh. Good thing we aren't in the city!" Compass says, and continues walking.

"... We really need to get used to this world," Alice says.

Rose nods in agreement.

#my writing #heropartnerweek #pmd rescue team #cubone #cyndaquil

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Who Is Archangel Haniel?

If you're seeking guidance and support during these challenging times, Archangel Haniel may be the perfect angelic figure to turn to. Known as the angel of joy, Haniel works to direct people who are searching for fulfillment to God, who is the source of all joy.

Haniel is also associated with the energy of love and harmony, making her a powerful ally when it comes to caring for yourself during chaotic times. By connecting with her through meditation techniques, you can invite the energy of divine love and compassion into your life.

When you look up at the moon and feel a presence, it may be Archangel Haniel reminding you to pay attention to your inner guidance. She is often depicted with a crescent moon, which represents the feminine energy and intuition that she embodies.

Working with Archangel Haniel can help you tap into your own intuition and inner wisdom, allowing you to make decisions that are aligned with your highest good. She can also assist in healing emotional wounds and promoting self-love and care.

Remember that you are never alone, and that the divine realms and angels are always available to offer guidance and support. By connecting with Archangel Haniel and other angelic figures, you can find peace and comfort during even the most challenging times.

Healing Assistance from Archangel Haniel

Archangel Haniel is an angelic figure associated with the energy of love, healing, and harmony. She is known to bring emotional freedom, confidence, and inner strength. With her guidance, you can achieve greater levels of transformation and growth.

One way to connect with the healing energy of Archangel Haniel is to mindfully spend time in nature. Take a walk in the park, go for a hike, or simply sit outside and absorb the natural beauty around you. This will help you to ground yourself and connect with the earth's energy.

Another way to work with Archangel Haniel is to wear colors associated with her energy. Pink is a color of love and compassion, while emerald green is associated with healing and abundance. Wearing these colors can help you to embody the energy of Archangel Haniel and attract her healing assistance.

Restorative sleep is also very helpful when working with Archangel Haniel. Your body has a denser vibration than your spirit and needs assistance. Getting enough rest will help you to recharge and connect with the divine realms.

Finally, it's important to remember that Archangel Haniel is always available to help you. You can call on her whenever you need healing assistance, emotional support, or guidance. Simply ask for her help and trust that she will be there for you.

Walk in peace, and may grace and fulfillment be on your path,

Eileen Anglin The Path of the White Rose

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In addition, if you are able to make a donation, it would be a tremendous help in allowing me to continue creating content. Your support allows me to dedicate more time and energy to my work, and helps me to cover the costs associated with running my website, writing my books and creating videos.

Thank you for your support and for being a part of this community. Together, we can navigate these challenging times with grace and love.

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Unlocking the Mysteries: The Best Psychics in Dallas, TX

best psychic dallas tx

Dallas, TX, is known for its vibrant culture, rich history, and diverse community. Amid the hustle and bustle of this dynamic city, many individuals seek guidance, clarity, and insight into their lives through the services of psychics. Whether you're facing a major life decision, seeking closure, or simply curious about what the future holds, finding the right psychic can be a transformative experience. This article explores some of the best psychics in Dallas, TX, who have garnered a reputation for their accuracy, compassion, and unique abilities.

Understanding Psychic Readings

Before diving into the profiles of the top psychics in Dallas, it's essential to understand what psychic readings entail. Psychic readings encompass various practices, including tarot card readings, mediumship, astrology, and more. Each psychic has a unique approach and set of skills, which can range from communicating with spirits to providing intuitive guidance on personal matters.

Top Psychics in Dallas, TX

Catherine Black, The Clairvoyant Counselor

Catherine Black is renowned for her clairvoyant abilities, which allow her to see visions and images that provide insight into her clients' lives. With over 20 years of experience, Catherine has helped countless individuals navigate their paths with clarity and confidence. Her readings are known for their depth and accuracy, making her a trusted name in the Dallas psychic community.

Michael Rivers, The Intuitive Healer

Michael Rivers combines his psychic abilities with energy healing practices to offer a holistic approach to his clients. His intuitive readings often address emotional blockages and provide guidance on how to heal and move forward. Michael's empathetic nature and profound insights have earned him a loyal clientele who praise his ability to provide both spiritual and practical advice.

Sophia Luna, The Tarot Expert

Sophia Luna has mastered the art of tarot reading, using her skills to uncover hidden truths and offer guidance on various life aspects. Her detailed and insightful readings have made her a sought-after psychic in Dallas. Clients appreciate her ability to translate the symbolism of the tarot into practical advice that resonates deeply with their current life situations.

David Grant, The Astrological Guide

David Grant is a seasoned astrologer whose expertise lies in creating personalized astrological charts. He uses these charts to offer insights into his clients' personalities, relationships, and future prospects. David's readings are known for their precision and depth, providing clients with a comprehensive understanding of their astrological influences and how to harness them for personal growth.

Emily Rose, The Spiritual Medium

Emily Rose has a remarkable ability to connect with the spirit world, delivering messages from loved ones who have passed on. Her mediumship sessions are characterized by their authenticity and emotional impact, providing comfort and closure to those grieving. Emily's compassionate approach and undeniable talent have established her as one of Dallas's most respected spiritual mediums.

What to Expect During a Psychic Reading

When visiting a psychic, it's important to go with an open mind and realistic expectations. Psychic readings can offer profound insights, but they are not guaranteed to provide all the answers. Each session is unique and can vary depending on the psychic's methods and the individual's receptiveness. Here are some tips to enhance your psychic reading experience:

Prepare Your Questions: Think about the areas of your life where you seek guidance and have specific questions ready.

Be Open-Minded: Approach the reading with an open heart and mind, allowing the psychic to guide the session.

Take Notes: Recording the session or taking notes can help you remember the insights and advice provided.

Reflect and Integrate: After the reading, take time to reflect on the information and consider how it can be applied to your life.

The Impact of Psychic Readings

Psychic readings can have a profound impact on individuals, offering clarity, comfort, and a sense of direction. Many clients report feeling more at peace and empowered after a session, with a clearer understanding of their life's path. The guidance provided by psychics can help individuals make informed decisions, heal from past traumas, and approach the future with confidence.

Choosing the Right Psychic for You

Selecting the right psychic is a personal journey that involves research and intuition. Here are some tips to help you find the best psychic for your needs:

Read Reviews: Look for testimonials and reviews from previous clients to gauge the psychic's accuracy and professionalism.

Ask for Recommendations: Seek recommendations from friends or family members who have had positive experiences with psychics.

Trust Your Intuition: When choosing a psychic, trust your gut feeling and go with someone who resonates with you on a personal level.

Check Credentials: Ensure the psychic has credible credentials and a professional approach to their practice.

Conclusion

Dallas, TX, is home to a diverse and talented community of psychics who offer a range of services to help individuals navigate their lives. Whether you're seeking guidance on love, career, or personal growth, the psychics listed in this article have proven their abilities and earned their reputation as some of the best in the city. Remember to approach each reading with an open mind, and you may find the clarity and insight you seek to move forward with confidence and peace.

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The Role of Numerology in Gemstone Selection for 925 Silver Jewelry

Numerology, the study of numbers and their mystical meanings, has been used for centuries to guide decisions, including gemstone selection. When combined with 925 silver jewelry, numerology can add an extra layer of personal significance and intention to your pieces. Let’s explore how numerology influences gemstone choices and how you can incorporate this practice into your 925 silver jewelry collection.

Understanding Numerology

Numerology is based on the idea that numbers carry inherent vibrations and energies. Each number, from 1 to 9, as well as the master numbers 11, 22, and 33, is associated with specific qualities and characteristics. By calculating your life path number or focusing on specific numbers, you can choose gemstones that resonate with these energies.

Calculating Your Life Path Number

To find your life path number, reduce your birthdate to a single digit. For example, if your birthdate is July 10, 1990, you would add 7 (month) + 1 + 0 (day) + 1 + 9 + 9 + 0 (year) = 27. Then, reduce 27 to 2 + 7 = 9. Your life path number is 9.

Gemstones for Each Life Path Number

Life Path Number 1:

Gemstones: Garnet, Ruby, Red Jasper

Qualities: Leadership, independence, innovation

925 Silver Combination: A garnet ring in 925 silver enhances your innate leadership qualities.

Life Path Number 2:

Gemstones: Moonstone, Pearl, Jade

Qualities: Cooperation, sensitivity, diplomacy

925 Silver Combination: A moonstone pendant in 925 silver can help you navigate relationships with grace.

Life Path Number 3:

Gemstones: Amethyst, Citrine, Turquoise

Qualities: Creativity, expression, joy

925 Silver Combination: A citrine bracelet in 925 silver boosts your creative energy and joy.

Life Path Number 4:

Gemstones: Emerald, Peridot, Green Aventurine

Qualities: Stability, practicality, hard work

925 Silver Combination: An emerald necklace in 925 silver supports your quest for stability and growth.

Life Path Number 5:

Gemstones: Aquamarine, Blue Topaz, Turquoise

Qualities: Freedom, adventure, change

925 Silver Combination: A turquoise ring in 925 silver inspires you to embrace new experiences.

Life Path Number 6:

Gemstones: Rose Quartz, Rhodonite, Pink Tourmaline

Qualities: Love, responsibility, nurturing

925 Silver Combination: A rose quartz bracelet in 925 silver enhances your ability to give and receive love.

Life Path Number 7:

Gemstones: Amethyst, Lapis Lazuli, Clear Quartz

Qualities: Introspection, spirituality, wisdom

925 Silver Combination: An amethyst pendant in 925 silver deepens your spiritual insight.

Life Path Number 8:

Gemstones: Onyx, Garnet, Black Tourmaline

Qualities: Ambition, power, success

925 Silver Combination: An onyx ring in 925 silver reinforces your strength and determination.

Life Path Number 9:

Gemstones: Opal, Clear Quartz, Labradorite

Qualities: Compassion, humanitarianism, transformation

925 Silver Combination: An opal necklace in 925 silver symbolizes your transformative and compassionate nature.

Master Number 11:

Gemstones: Moldavite, Celestite, Moonstone

Qualities: Intuition, enlightenment, inspiration

925 Silver Combination: A moldavite pendant in 925 silver enhances your intuitive and inspirational qualities.

Master Number 22:

Gemstones: Garnet, Hematite, Smoky Quartz

Qualities: Master builder, practicality, vision

925 Silver Combination: A garnet bracelet in 925 silver supports your vision and practical endeavors.

Master Number 33:

Gemstones: Rhodonite, Rose Quartz, Pink Sapphire

Qualities: Compassion, teaching, spiritual growth

925 Silver Combination: A rhodonite ring in 925 silver helps channel your compassion and spiritual growth.

Incorporating Numerology into Your 925 Silver Jewelry

Personalized Pieces:

Choose gemstones based on your life path number and incorporate them into your favorite 925 silver jewelry pieces, such as rings, necklaces, and bracelets.

Gift Giving:

Select gemstones based on the recipient’s life path number for a meaningful and personalized gift.

Intentional Design:

Design custom 925 silver jewelry that combines multiple gemstones representing different aspects of your numerological chart, creating a holistic piece.

Daily Wear:

Wear jewelry with numerology-selected gemstones daily to keep their positive energies close to you.

Special Occasions:

Choose specific gemstones for important events or milestones, aligning their energies with your goals and intentions.

Caring for Your 925 Silver and Gemstone Jewelry

Cleaning:

Clean your 925 silver jewelry with a soft cloth and mild soap. Avoid harsh chemicals that can damage both the silver and the gemstones.

Storage:

Store your jewelry in a cool, dry place, ideally in a jewelry box or pouch, to prevent tarnishing and scratches.

Regular Maintenance:

Periodically check the settings of your gemstones to ensure they are secure. Have a professional jeweler inspect and clean your pieces as needed.

Avoid Harsh Conditions:

Remove your gemstone jewelry during activities that expose it to harsh chemicals or physical damage, such as swimming or exercising.

Conclusion

Incorporating numerology into your 925 silver jewelry selection adds a layer of personal meaning and intention to your pieces. By understanding the vibrational qualities of different gemstones and aligning them with your life path number, you can create jewelry that resonates with your unique energy. Whether you’re designing for yourself or choosing a gift for someone else, numerology-guided gemstone selection enhances the beauty and significance of 925 silver jewelry.

#925 silver #silver jewelry #925 sterling silver jewelry

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hikevancouverisland · 2 years

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Navigating Without a Compass

Navigation is an essential skill in wilderness survival. If you become lost or disoriented, being able to navigate your way to safety can mean the difference between life and death. Before you head out into the wilderness, plan your route and familiarize yourself with the area. This includes studying maps, knowing the terrain, and identifying potential hazards. As you travel, pay attention to your surroundings and make a mental note of landmarks, turns, and other features. Use these landmarks to stay oriented and avoid getting lost. Always bring navigation tools such as a compass, map, GPS device, or a combination of these. Make sure you know how to use them properly and keep them accessible. Navigation is an essential skill for wilderness survival. By planning ahead, bringing navigation tools, using natural navigation techniques, staying oriented, staying calm and focused, leaving a trail, and signaling for help when necessary, you can navigate your way to safety in the wilderness.

Navigation without a Compass:

While having a compass is definitely helpful, there may be situations where you find yourself without one. In these cases, it's important to know how to navigate without a compass. Here are a few tips:

Use Natural Navigation: Natural navigation involves using the natural environment around you to find your way. Look for natural landmarks, such as mountains, rivers, and trees, to orient you. Also, you have to learn about wilderness navigation courses during hiking. The position of the sun and stars can also be used to determine direction. It's a useful skill to have in situations where you don't have access to navigation tools, such as a map or compass, or when these tools fail.

Follow a Trail: If you're on a well-defined trail, follow it to your destination. Look for signs of recent foot traffic, such as disturbed leaves or tracks, to confirm that you're on the right path. Trails may be marked with blazes, cairns (piles of stones), or other markers. Look for signs of a trail, such as a worn path or a break in the vegetation. If the trail is not well-defined or you are traveling off-trail, leave markers to help you find your way back. Use brightly colored tape, stones, or other items that stand out. If you become lost or disoriented, stay calm and take a moment to assess your situation. Retrace your steps if possible, and look for signs of the trail.

Create Landmarks: Creating landmarks is a useful technique for navigating without a compass. Landmarks are easily identifiable features in the landscape that can help you orient yourself and find your way. A cairn is a pile of stones that can serve as a landmark. Build a cairn at a point where you want to change direction or mark a specific location. Make sure the cairn is visible from a distance and that it is not likely to be knocked over by wind or animals. If you come to an intersection on a trail, make a mental note of the location and characteristics of the intersection. Look for distinctive trees, rocks, or other features that can help you identify the intersection later.

Use a Map: Using the map, plan your route ahead of time. Look for trails or other landmarks that you can use to navigate. Estimate the distance you will need to travel and the time it will take. Most maps will have a compass rose that shows the direction of north. Use this to orient the map so that it is aligned with the actual terrain. As you travel, check your progress against the map. Look for landmarks and use them to confirm your location.

Follow a Stream: Following a stream is a useful technique for navigating without a compass. Streams are natural waterways that can guide you in a certain direction, and they often lead to larger bodies of water, such as lakes or rivers, which can serve as useful landmarks. As you follow the stream, try to stay as close to it as possible. This will make it easier to find your way back if you need to retrace your steps. Streams often lead to larger bodies of water, such as lakes or rivers. These can serve as useful landmarks that can help you orient yourself.

Listen to Nature: Listening to nature can be a helpful way to navigate in the wilderness without a compass. The sound of water can help you navigate. Listen for the sound of a river, stream, or waterfall, and follow the sound to find your way. The wind can also be a helpful guide. Listen for the sound of the wind, and use it to determine the direction in which you are headed. Animals can also provide clues about your surroundings. Listen for the sounds of birds or other animals, and use them to get a sense of the terrain around you. A lack of sound can also be a helpful guide. If you find yourself in a very quiet area, it may be an indication that you are in a large, open space, such as a meadow or valley.

In conclusion, while a compass is a valuable tool, it's not the only way to navigate. By using natural navigation, following trails, creating landmarks, using a map, following a stream, and listening to nature, you can find your way in the wilderness, even without a compass. However, it's always a good idea to bring a compass and other navigation tools whenever you venture into the outdoors.

#comox glacier hike #juan de fuca trail #augerpoint traverse #survival training #map and compass course

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madrigal grandkids in minecraft headcanons

Isabela

Isabela Madrigal would be off to a flowery hills/ plains biome in order to pick flowers and.. get a bucket of lava? Not sure where she's going with this but anyway..

Usually in the nether? for some reason? Maybe she likes the flora there.

Most likely be armor-less with bonemeal and flowers the only things in her inventory.

She wouldn't be the builder, rather she'd be the decorator. She would fill the Minecraft houses up with flowers.

Favorite flowers? Probably Allium, Cornflowers, and the Wither rose.

Bonus (flower?) block: Cactus

If her builds get destroyed, she will lure you into a false sense of security and then place lava on your feet.

Aesthetic skin for her character.

Luisa

Luisa would most likely be the one who gets her siblings and cousins some gear.

Most likely to be decked out in armor. And in the first in game day no less.

Storage room extraordinaire. Luisa would most likely have an auto-smelt/ auto storage room system.

Would probably be in charge of fighting mobs, especially when it comes to Isabela who's practically running around and only armed with flowers.. plus a bucket full of lava.

Mirabel

The actual builder of La Casa Madrigal in Minecraft.

Inventory is filled with different blocks to build, build, build.

Especially loves the loom and would most likely hoard sheep wool to make pretty banners. Most probably would make pixel art or banner art in Minecraft.

Most likely to die first in game. Probably from running around and not seeing a massive ravine in her path.

"Ay! How should I know that the ravine was right there!"

Probably has Mizuno's texture pack installed.

Dolores

Has a YouTube tab open for relaxing songs to vibe with while playing Minecraft.

Probably tamed a parrot so she could quickly be informed of nearby mobs.

Absolutely loves note blocks and the juke box, pig step supremacy.

Fills her Minecraft room with parrots.

Mutes the group call since it's always composed of Camilo shouting that he was being chased by mobs, and Mirabel and Isabela arguing about their builds.

Camilo

Has his siblings/ cousins skins saved in a folder so he would trick them in game, to give them free stuff.

Most likely to rig someone's base with red stone connected to bells he stole from villages he passes by. Only to annoy.

Though he would accidentally manage to set a build on fire..

He was promptly banned by Isabela before he begged to be let in again with the condition he'd be careful.

Would probably get lost since he can't figure out how to navigate with the coordinates. Even with the help of the compass.

/spawn or /teleport is on because Camilo can't find his way back when he wanders around.

Randomly attacks his Tio Bruno.

Antonio

Sweet little baby Antonio would have tamed every tamable mob in Minecraft.

Of course with the help of Mirabel.

His Minecraft room has every mob you can think of. From ocelots to axlotls. It's crowded but he says he likes it that way.

With the help of Camilo, he manages to build cozy homes for each mob.

Constantly has dogs following him everywhere he goes.

The baby uses default Steve Skin.

Bonus!

Bruno

Bonds with the kids in this block game.

Lives in a square dirt shack next to Mirabel's gorgeous and aesthetic build with a crafting table, a furnace, and a bed.

Most likely to wear only leather armor he finds while looting the villages with the kids because for the life of him he can't figure out how to craft other upgraded armors.

Probably has the 'Rats Mod' installed.

Can never understand why he's being attacked by Camilo but just goes along with it since hey, it's bonding with the kids!

Achievement unlocked: Best Tio Ever.

Don't ask how I came up with this. I was playing Minecraft then poof! Headcanons.

#isabela madrigal x reader #encanto x reader #camilo x reader #bruno madrigal x reader #encanto 2021 #encanto spoilers #disney #bruno madrigal #encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto hcs #camilo madrigal #encanto mirabel

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iamnightduchess · 4 years

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Reiner & Mikasa: A Retrospective Pt.2

“The Shield of Marley & The Blade of Paradis”

Why ReiKasa is a (BR)OTP ship that’s worth more than a fleeting glance

[*caution: a continuation of a long reflective post with the sole intention to share a fan’s perspective through available representation through manga, anime, exhibition & etc. This post is not to convince nor argue where is its place in canon, but only to explore the vast possibilities of these two amazing characters that I love. In the end, if the series ends with Mikasa alive & ending by herself or with X character, then it means Isayama believes that X character is the one she’ll find that eventual happiness with and I’m all for that. Same goes with Reiner :)] Special thanks to @berumika for sharing some of the additional points that are included in this post. Years down the line after SnK ended, I’d love to have a post I can revisit of these two amazing characters & the possibilities that could have been from time to time. I’m having absolute fun in observing how much both of these characters have grown since the series debuted in 2010.

Pt. 1 available here. Warning: Image heavy, potential spoilers.

When I first got to know SnK/AoT, it was through the anime first before manga. Bad idea for me. My initial perspectives of Mikasa & Reiner were skewed and that was later rectified as I navigated the original source directly. Eren is the first protagonist that was introduced by the series creator but I was drawn to Mikasa & Reiner when I started the manga after Season 1 ended.

Trainees

These top two trainees of the 104th batch are closely matched to each other in ranking. We don’t see them interact directly in the anime, but in the early panels of the manga, Reiner could be seen sitting down with Eren, Mikasa & Armin during mealtimes.

Sure, Mikasa can be expected to not converse with Reiner directly, but if her two childhood friends have their good friend sitting together for meals, at the very least we can expect them to have some brownie points in socialization.

Apart from being total gorgeous hotties, they’re both physically strong people, with Reiner always being second to Mikasa in terms of brute strength. Total muscle pairing and I could see them being at par with each other during physical drills. Reiner & Mikasa could go all out, even beyond 100% and the other would be physically capable to take/receive the force. Shadis would’ve tasked them to lead the physical trainings from time to time. They have been sparring partners, evident from the moment Mikasa threw Reiner across the field into Eren who’s sparring with Annie. Their fitness regime would be in-sync with each other. I could see them having mad respect for each other and secretly admire the other person’s prowess and skill.

Connection through Eren

As highlighted primarily in Pt.1, Eren has been shown to look up or aspire to be high achievers like Reiner and Mikasa both. He wanted to be as strong as the two of them. The odds of the very same people he look up to, as the two individuals who would be able to stop him, I would suspect as very high at this point.

When they were younger, Reiner has always been the one that’s pulled Eren up when he’s down, nearly giving up & at the lowest points of his life. He was also the one who convinced Eren to ‘keep on moving forward’, which we’ll learn later was one of the most ironic moments that Reiner recalled as he feels responsible for everything that begun, which also pushed his guilt inside him to his near-suicide attempt.

Survey Corps

Reveal on Wall Rose

Mikasa, was one of the few junior SC members who were called in for the secret meeting with the unit’s top brass the night before the reveal. She was made aware of Reiner & Bertolt’s possible identity as the enemy after she assisted with apprehending Annie in Wall Sina. While Reiner was talking to Eren, Mikasa could be seen being highly agitated, hands shaking as she waited with unease breath for Reiner & Bertolt to make their move.

She was later seen questioning her hesitance on delivering the killing blow or at least enough to incapacitate them. Mikasa called Reiner & Bertolt “the plague of humanity” in anger and absolute disappointment. They were still her friends that she knew for three years & it had been difficult for her to kill them.

Thunder Spears Training

Mikasa could be seen reflecting in a combination of unease, sadness & regret as she recalled back the moment she was unable to break Reiner’s armor with her blades.

Return to Shinganshina

Mikasa was the one who crippled the Armored’s legs. She wasn’t as emotional as Connie, Jean & Sasha but there was a deep, painful rumination on her part the moment they assumed that Reiner was dead dead. She was also the one who noticed the sudden move from Reiner’s Armored Titan. In the anime, she could be seen angry & frustrated at Reiner’s refusal to confess that she pulled too hard on the bandage in her hands while she was helping Jean with his injuries.

Time-Skip (Current)

Reiner’s reminiscence & nightmares

Reiner’s reminiscence of Mikasa was indirect, but he highlighted her (and Armin’s) fierce, unwavering loyalty towards Eren. He had recurring nightmares of her & Levi that are the symptoms of his PTSD. The anime specifically used her shot to highlight the last image of her that he saw: anger.

Assault in Liberio

You could see the existing disappointment on her face when Reiner’s partially transformed Titan appeared, having to cross paths again in such a way after four years. She could’ve intervened the way she did with Galliard’s Jaw but she didn’t. Eren said Reiner’s out of any energy left to retaliate and Mikasa didn’t disagree. At this point, Mikasa is already affected by Eren’s actions in murdering the women & children inside the building that he shifted in and the destruction they all left behind.

Connection through Gabi

Reiner’s young cousin reminded Armin & Mikasa of a young Eren. The difference is that, Gabi had an early opportunity to be saved through the compassion showed by Mikasa and Sasha’s beloved family. The very same people who had every right to be sad, grieving and taking out their anger on the child who gunned down their beloved friend & daughter.

Mikasa doesn’t verbally express her emotions but it can be shown through her body language & facial expressions. I love seeing the tender way she pressed Gabi’s head onto her shoulder as protection and a symbolism of safety. It was a bit sad that this ‘bond’ was short-lived but what an amazing connection it would’ve been if Mikasa & Gabi had been given more space to develop their bond in canon.

Concern for Reiner & Annie

Usually when Mikasa verbally expresses something, it is usually important/significant to her. In ch.124, she could be seen asking Gabi about Reiner’s location. Why? It’s because she is concerned for Reiner’s safety. If his Armors were undone, he was vulnerable and with pure Titans and the Colossal Titans walking around, he would be in danger.

“We need to help Reiner & Annie.” She was heavily concerned with Reiner and Annie’s lives at the docks. But this moment is more important for Connie as a callback to the moment when Annie & Reiner both had saved Connie when they were trainees.

Adjacent Manga/Official Art Paneling(s)

In the current final arc of the manga, (several panels have been highlighted in Pt.1) it’s quite interesting to note that Mikasa & Reiner’s characters/panelings have been drawn adjacent to each other. I could also see the way Armin, Reiner & Mikasa (ARM) are getting primary focus by Isayama in this final arc.

Others (Misc./Semi-canon)

Cool-faced Cookie (Attack on Titan Game)

When Reiner suggested the player to do a melee practice with two other sparring partners, he immediately spotted Mikasa & Historia. It’s very interesting to note that Reiner’s nickname for Mikasa is “Cool-faced cookie” as he hinted the player to ask Mikasa for an impromptu practice.

The blink and miss furtive glance(s)

In Lost Girls OVA’s ED by WIT, a screenshot of the primary 104th walking together could be seen. Mikasa could be seen sneaking a glance at Reiner.

In a scene during the fresh SC recruits discussing intensely about Eren’s role as humanity’s hope, Reiner could be seen glancing silently with concern for Mikasa, as Jean questions her vouch of confidence in Eren’s abilities.

In Snk OVA#3, Mikasa is grouped with Reiner for the excursion and they could be seen having good teamwork together. When Mikasa’s ‘sixth senses’ are triggered due to Eren being in danger, Reiner could be seen looking at her direction immediately as if sensing her distress.

Characteristics & Zodiac Signs

Amazing/Compassionate with children

Known as the Shield of Marley, Reiner’s a caring keeper, a natural leader and a provider who’s naturally amazing with children. Everyone looks up to him. Would’ve made a good family man if the circumstances were different. Based on his characteristics & physical attribute, he reminds me of Mikasa’s father below, no matter how short-lived he was. I could see her admiring that side of him even if it wasn’t mentioned directly. They are both loving, selfless, protective towards their child/ward.

Mikasa, true to her name, an Ackerman, a genetically-enhanced super soldier/warrior of Paradis that wields their blades with the highest efficiency. Though she might not seem as natural with children, did come from a healthy & loving upbringing with her parents for nine years. Her real persona as a child pre-awakening is a curious, thoughtful and actually a warm-hearted girl. Post-awakening characteristics could also be contributed from the traumas imposed by the murder of her parents, the fall of Wall Maria, the death of Carla & having to shoulder the immediate responsibility as Eren’s new ‘guardian’/caregiver/problem-solver/mess-cleaner.

She shown her compassion towards Gabi, which in turn had proved to the little girl how there are good-hearted, forgiving people in the Island. Mikasa could be observed as being heavily concerned with Falco as she questioned Jean about the young boy. One could see the anger on her face when she saw Connie took off and abducted Falco to be fed to his mom. She drew the line in harming children even if they’re trained enemy soldiers.

Aquarius & Leo’s Compatibility

Reiner’s a Leo and Mikasa’s an Aquarius. Their characteristics are too coincidental to their respective astrological signs to be disregarded completely.

He’s an extrovert (Ref: younger!Reiner. Older Reiner too but his PTSD’s and maturity have taken over his more outgoing personality) that compliments her introvert personality yet they both have their inner demons to deal with and could somehow understand that about each other. He’s a ray of sunshine that could enlighten her melancholic personality. Yet their dominant personalities, although might be clashing at first, eventually would lead them to respect the other’s perspective. This would ring true when they were younger. Currently they have grown older, wiser and more understanding of the other.

At the current Final Arc, this has been highlighted in Part 1, recent chapters have shown older Reiner and Mikasa’s unspoken respect and understanding for each other. The current Reiner’s natural leadership as a born Leo is very apparent. Reiner was being very mindful of her feelings as Eren is a very sensitive subject & Mikasa took in Reiner’s words with serious consideration.

It would be great to see more of their combined synergy as Reiner & Mikasa’s teamwork could be seen once again in ch.135. Aquarius & Leo would take turns to take a back seat while letting the other leads.

They are actually very physically and sensually compatible with each other & could potentially be an unstoppable force if they were to fight for the same side. At the moment, I’m hoping to see this potentially deadly combination once again in ch.136 onwards. They could’ve overtaken Eren’s Founding Form is it wasn’t for OG!Ymir’s one-sided overkill powers. To the real God who created the parasite worm, please take powers away frpm this uncontrollable grandma in a little girl’s body.

More of Mikasa’s Aquarius & Reiner’s Leo Compatibility Meter with description below:

Since this is SnK and not Berserk/Tokyo Ghoul/insert other josei manga titles, no one’s having sex directly haha In an ideal world, Reiner & Mikasa’s physical attractions for each other will almost be off the charts. “When they find true emotion, Aquarius might actually end up respecting the king”. In current arc, this can be observed. She respects Reiner & his words.

The above describes both Mikasa and Reiner respectively. Mikasa does not reach for heroism directly but it can be seen indirectly from the way she had inspired a child Louise through her bravery, protecting Gabi and rescuing/protecting the Azumabito Service crew from the Jeagerists. Reiner has always been born to be a hero, regardless of the circumstances of his conception or birth.

“If they end up fighting for the same cause, they could turn down entire governments and use their incredible force to change anything in the world.”

Even oppressive, destructive supernatural, God-like powers? Ymir & Eren, better be prepared.

“To get there, these two would have to stop the battle they have with each other.” Check and Check.

“Leo -- has the ability to give clarity to any situation.” Ch.133. That was not Reiner projecting. He’s always been Eren’s counterpart. He’s telling the readers that there’s a part of Eren out there that still wants to be stopped since he has surrender his will to Ymir. She took his words into serious consideration and in Paths, voices out to Eren on his sins and burden.

“Leo is exactly what Aquarius needs to find love. -- to liberate and shine as if they have been searching for one another for many lifetimes.” In an ideal world or in my gazillion AUs: Reiner and Mikasa could be soulmates.

This could ring true for the younger Reiner & Mikasa.

Reiner and Mikasa both are indeed strong, selfless individuals in each other’s eyes. This can be observed in Ch.133 & 135. Reiner feared her but respect her strength & feelings when it relates to Eren nevertheless. Even Reiner was taken aback by Pieck’s ultimatum in blowing the Founder’s neck, although Armin had suggested the same thing the night before.

“Just like the Sun and the lightning don’t go together, Aquarius should take over on a rainy day, in a depressive crowd or in places where they both feel as if they would drown. This is where Leo needs to give in and let their partner rule the sky--” It wasn’t a rainy day or depressive crowd in ch. 135, it was a chaotic shitstorm and they were all not drowning but dying. Period. Our dear Mikasa took charge like a BAMF Queen that she is. She was putting her life on the line to protect the four injured men behind them. She aimed to buy them more time if she could as everyone expected it to be the end. As highlighted in Pt.1, you could see the helplessness on Reiner’s face when he saw Mikasa’s breaking point.

Reference : http://www.astrology-zodiac-signs.com/compatibility/aquarius-leo/

Final Exhibition

The Final Exhibition highlights the Last Stand: the direct final confrontation between The Founding/Attack against The Armored, with Mikasa being in the middle of the confrontation, tipping the scales of the outcome. Before, she assisted Eren against Reiner. Currently, she is working with Reiner to stop Eren.

Trio(s) Parallel

An interesting panel from ch.97:

EMA & RBA have always been lauded as the main trio of their respective sides. We have seen Armin taking over Bertolt’s powers & is potentially promised a future with the girl that Bertolt had feelings for. Recognize the probable pattern?

Guy from trio 1 ate Guy from trio 2′s Titan & is promised a potential future with the girl he cares for/have feelings for/close with from the trio.

Only one between between Eren & Reiner will remain. What if the story begins with Eren but will end with Reiner all along?

SnK HighSchool AU / Breakfast Club X-over

In the movie, the Jock (Quarterback!Reiner) ends up with the Rebel (Goth!Mikasa). He looks past her eccentricity & see her for who she is. This is a fun crossover by Isayama but very interesting to see Armin, Mikasa & Reiner work together to save Eren in the fake previews.

Whether the combined strength and perseverance of the Blade of Paradis & the Shield of Marley be enough to save the world from total annihilation? It remains to be seen very, very soon.

No matter how the series ends, whether both Reiner and Mikasa survive or not, I’ll be looking back in pride upon seeing their journey, growth & dynamics as either individual or together in this beautiful series by Hajime Isayama’s brilliant mind. Because of him, these two characters inspired his readers, myself included, to be brave and fight for what they truly believe in: humanity & its continuation. It has been an incredible ride and I will continue to enjoy writing for this OTP/BROTP, that I’ve fell so deeply in love with and their vast possibilities.

#snk #aot #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #進撃の巨人 Attack on Titan #snk meta #snk thoughts #snk opinions #snk spoilers #snk 135 #snk 133 #snk 134 #Retrospective #reiner braun #mikasa ackerman #reiner x mikasa #ReiKasa #character appreciation #ship appreciation

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kneipho · 3 years

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Hope Springs Eternal Part 1

I shivered

palpably in response to the stimulus of this auspicious winter morning as though I were a nervous acolyte on his first day of probation.

It was that benchmark event called my Birthday.

Like Christmas and Easter they have this annular ring in every sense.

Dates and their import. I was raised to have the healthiest respect for them.

A rendezvous of another kind awaited me later in the day that was seasonal in another sense.

But that just added a certain spring to my step.

Entering my eight decade on earth I dragged that motley crew of bones about me.

Like a hod carrier carting clusters of smokeless polish coal for some imperious client.

But the mind has immense powers waiting to be tapped.

A mineral rich load, a vein of resources with targeted thoughts that were the match for any prescription medicine.

Age is but a number and they can be sung in harmony with one’s universe or jarringly and at odds.

I’m a late in life poet with lines very gingerly crafted at this point in time.

My aunt Virginia who raised me when my mother died started the revolution in my thinking.

“Your mind should be a diary.

Always take note of what’s happening around you and when it happened.

Time, dates, everything.

It always comes in useful.”

She said in that nuanced tonic sol fa accent of hers.

Virginia instilled in me this most functional regard for which I am eternally grateful.

Her words about dates and time echoed continually through the recesses of mind to my ultimate benefit.

I had the required notepad and pen at hand to record anything I could sculpt into a creative ode.

As of yet

a title eluded me but maybe something lustrous, radiant romantic would be apt.

Quite a lot has been composed already much to my surprise.

Virginia’s advice and the embryonic epic planted fertile shoots in my head as I entered the kitchen.

I called it my domain.

Structured in an algebraic fashion with proximity dovetailing elegance it resembled a gallery.

The sink and shrouded tap heads my first port of call.

Stooping over archly I filled a gleaming white plastic jug kettle for that morale boosting first cup of tea.

As I sipped my tea the insights Virginia kindly bequeathed started flooding back.

Those condensed pearls of wisdom regarding time and it’s ambience.

Optimism and cheer were her other passions.

As well as paying attention.

“Focus on your environment. There is joy in abundance.” Virginia opined.

“A treasure trove awaits for those who concentrate.” She said.

“Where there is joy there’s hope.

Time and hope are intertwined.”

Never losing a chance to stress matters time-related.

Typical Virginia logic.

I’m taking it more seriously now as my respect for that statute of limitations called life expectancy approaches.

This lady’s pointers were manfully ingested as my tea stained cup wobbled in my right hand with it’s rivulet of veins.

The tea leaves scattered wildly in that microcosm of a drinking vessel had a fleeting fascination for me.

But as I scanned my surroundings with the eye of a keyhole surgeon I couldn’t help but notice something else.

The kaleidoscope of colour filling the french panel window in front of the kitchen sink.

Window drabness red carded with the zeal of a strict umpire dismissing an offending player.

My intuition told me to brace myself for events both surprising and anticipated .

This afternoon’s engagement is to the forefront of my mind and for good reason.

Think I’ll leave the cell phone behind.

Or did I hear it go off?

My device was of the more crowded cumbersome type with stubborn square buttons that even the more dexterous hand would find difficult to navigate.

The fingers slipped involuntarily like I sometimes did on those treacherous black ice patches.

“It’ll wait. Can’t really be that important.” I said to myself.

It was one of those phones that emitted this discordant buzz when some arrant nuisance rings at the most inopportune time which is often.

“No … face the morning and it’s canvas of brittle prospect.” Speaking with eloquent pride to myself, Hamilton Lake.

Walking outside on this my 78th birthday could be seen as an obstacle course.

I’ve always had a thing about posture.

The feet must be properly positioned and ready for anything unexpected.

The steps from my house could be awkward and angular with hidden crevices.

Those rugged pockmarks gouged out by the chisel of that tyrant called the elements.

The inherent beauty of garden plants, on the other hand,

purged whatever sluggishness there was in my frame.

Their spectral tint and gravity defying droop gave my eyes an optic fillip.

Green border shrubs and yellow rose petals bore a magic that defied description.

Albeit with telltale winter stains.

But the mindfulness of gait and knowing that slippage could be fatal moderated my enthusiasm about my settings.

Onto the yard and then the slope towards town with a propensity for the occasional wobble notwithstanding.

A downward denouement laced with grit and optimism.

The verges on the fringe of each footpath were covered with tufts of flickering grass cavorting about in a light south east breeze.

Haywire brambles whose overlapping tentacles were embedded in every mound or patch.

Star shaped brown leaves as veiled cover for those sharp spines sticking out.

The bane of every bulging blood vessel.

An ice clad descent that can either capsize or upend even the most determined stride.

Ice that most deceptive gloss that far too easily masks it’s latent perils.

Irrespective I continued unabashed.

The heart, portent of fragility, bruising barometer of one’s twilight moment can be an ally.

A motivator of noble human impulse.

My rainbow tipped walking stick was my elder compass.

A bearing locator for crazy paving pavement slabs.

Those structures fractured by peculiarities of sudden temperature with their plummets and summits!

But focus though impaired was motivated by a stoic forbearance imbued with fire in the soul.

Virginia’s velvet toned voice enjoined on us at home to watch the clouds.

The wispy contours, greyed over forms, wooly frills and outlines drifting overhead.

She also warned of their penchant for unleashing torrents which could spoil the daily strolls of even the most ernest of ramblers.

Today the clouds weaved their way across that azure blue path called the sky.

Curiously enough the self same clouds added to their repertoire by the graceful skirting of rooftops and faraway rock formations on the outskirts of town.

“Clouds are a heavenly canvas. A floating exhibit of the firmament.

They inspire poets, works of art.” Virginia said.

They were doing just that in my case with aplomb.

The planned mysterious link up was never lost sight of amid Virginia’s majestic musings.

“Use your imagination or your imagination will use you. The borders between make belief and the real world must always be maintained.

Imaginings of every kind can be triggered by just about anything familiar.

They can assume a life of their own.”

Wonderful counsel from a wonderful woman.

Virginia, however, unlike some philosophers had a marvelous sense of humor but abhorred the canned, corny variety.

Although such humor couldn’t always be avoided I was mindful of her sensitivity on the subject.

Meticulously taking out that pad again I scribbled a few more lines.

It’s beginning to fill up.

The only thing that remains is to have someone to dedicate it to.

The human eye, a person’s best camera turned to the leach like ivy carpet which clung with tenacity to the grey grained stone wall narrowly to my right.

Preserving their corporeal integrity and playing their part while going largely unobserved.

Fir trees, enclosed by pavement railings and gardens had an overwhelming stillness about them.

An unyielding rooted presence.

They too are age defiant when cultivated and getting the right supports.

These trees act as filters for the dust, smoke and fumed manifestations of the modern manufacturer.

Urban heat island effect offset and mitigated.

All these details forensically noted.

A sudden wakening ensued.

“Hi there, Hamilton. Lovely morning for a stroll.”

My inner space rightly interrupted for a different reality.

“Maybe we’ll meet later at one of your favourite spots or a coffee shop.”

Local teens, Sonia and Winfred with whom I regularly crossed paths and swopped pleasantries of a deeper heartfelt kind.

They alighted from their bicycles

“It’s your birthday today isn’t it?

You’d put people half your age and mine to shame.” The young lady Sonia said.

Winfred her boyfriend agreed.

“Such generosity I rarely encountered from my own group.” I thought to myself.

Sonia, a vibrant vivacious youth whose tactful airborne words shone as brightly as her arched angelic face.

Winfred, her boyfriend had a slightly bulging chin and matted haired that looked as if it had been constantly drenched.

His was a handsomeness harrowed out by high jinx and crack of dawn capers.

After a friendly departure this couple dashed off with a daring and delight so dirigere of the young.

As well as the young at heart.

–

Sunday Submission: @mantrabay

Photograph and short story by mantrabay copyright protected.

Part two will be submitted next week with your kind permission.

#mantrabay #submission sunday #submission #writers on tumblr #short story #written word #fiction #photographers on tumblr #photography #original photography #other #Hope Springs Eternal Part 1

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mantrabay · 3 years

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Hope Springs Eternal Part 1.

I shivered

palpably in response to the stimulus of this auspicious winter morning as though I were a nervous acolyte on his first day of probation.

It was that benchmark event called my Birthday.

Like Christmas and Easter they have this annular ring in every sense.

Dates and their import. I was raised to have the healthiest respect for them.

A rendezvous of another kind awaited me later in the day that was seasonal in another sense.

But that just added a certain spring to my step.

Entering my eight decade on earth I dragged that motley crew of bones about me.

Like a hod carrier carting clusters of smokeless polish coal for some imperious client.

But the mind has immense powers waiting to be tapped.

A mineral rich load, a vein of resources with targeted thoughts that were the match for any prescription medicine.

Age is but a number and they can be sung in harmony with one’s universe or jarringly and at odds.

I’m a late in life poet with lines very gingerly crafted at this point in time.

My aunt Virginia who raised me when my mother died started the revolution in my thinking.

“Your mind should be a diary.

Always take note of what’s happening around you and when it happened.

Time, dates, everything.

It always comes in useful.”

She said in that nuanced tonic sol fa accent of hers.

Virginia instilled in me this most functional regard for which I am eternally grateful.

Her words about dates and time echoed continually through the recesses of mind to my ultimate benefit.

I had the required notepad and pen at hand to record anything I could sculpt into a creative ode.

As of yet

a title eluded me but maybe something lustrous, radiant romantic would be apt.

Quite a lot has been composed already much to my surprise.

Virginia’s advice and the embryonic epic planted fertile shoots in my head as I entered the kitchen.

I called it my domain.

Structured in an algebraic fashion with proximity dovetailing elegance it resembled a gallery.

The sink and shrouded tap heads my first port of call.

Stooping over archly I filled a gleaming white plastic jug kettle for that morale boosting first cup of tea.

As I sipped my tea the insights Virginia kindly bequeathed started flooding back.

Those condensed pearls of wisdom regarding time and it’s ambience.

Optimism and cheer were her other passions.

As well as paying attention.

“Focus on your environment. There is joy in abundance.” Virginia opined.

“A treasure trove awaits for those who concentrate.” She said.

“Where there is joy there’s hope.

Time and hope are intertwined.”

Never losing a chance to stress matters time-related.

Typical Virginia logic.

I’m taking it more seriously now as my respect for that statute of limitations called life expectancy approaches.

This lady’s pointers were manfully ingested as my tea stained cup wobbled in my right hand with it's rivulet of veins.

The tea leaves scattered wildly in that microcosm of a drinking vessel had a fleeting fascination for me.

But as I scanned my surroundings with the eye of a keyhole surgeon I couldn't help but notice something else.

The kaleidoscope of colour filling the french panel window in front of the kitchen sink.

Window drabness red carded with the zeal of a strict umpire dismissing an offending player.

My intuition told me to brace myself for events both surprising and anticipated .

This afternoon’s engagement is to the forefront of my mind and for good reason.

Think I’ll leave the cell phone behind.

Or did I hear it go off?

My device was of the more crowded cumbersome type with stubborn square buttons that even the more dexterous hand would find difficult to navigate.

The fingers slipped involuntarily like I sometimes did on those treacherous black ice patches.

“It’ll wait. Can’t really be that important.” I said to myself.

It was one of those phones that emitted this discordant buzz when some arrant nuisance rings at the most inopportune time which is often.

“No … face the morning and it’s canvas of brittle prospect.” Speaking with eloquent pride to myself, Hamilton Lake.

Walking outside on this my 78th birthday could be seen as an obstacle course.

I've always had a thing about posture.