@sifaswriting.bsky.social"The botanists are helping to #harvest the fields," she said as she wiped sweat from her brow. "They're picking up seeds for the next season."
"Good." The wizard nodded sagely. "Have them bring them to my greenhouse. We can use magic to grow them and supplement the winter stores."
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#UnchainedSymphonies #WIPSnips #vssfantasy
An Autumnal Refection*
Spicy Apple Cider
Warmth on cool nights
*nourishment, a light meal, or the act of refreshing one's body, mind, and spirit
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@itsmamabearb.bsky.social
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe autumn harvest queen wore a dress dyed bright #saffron. It was the colour of ripe pumpkins and of the setting sun on the horizon. All eyes were drawn to her, as the reddish leaves swirled around her feet in the wind. She smiled and cast her magic.
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe guardian went among the rows of fruits and vegetables. She pulled up carrots for the bunnies, apples for the magical steeds, and lettuce for the various creatures of the forest. They all flocked to her garden for their fill. She loved her job and wouldn't change it for the world.
@sifaswriting.bsky.social"What's happening to the stars?"
The astronomer consulted his tomes, but they yielded no answers. "Are more of them disappearing?"
"Yes, we saw fewer last night. It started at the beginning of this month."
"Then we should consult the sages. Something mystical is going on."
@short-stories.bsky.socialAn ivory airplane
vanishes arcanely
then reappears sanguinely,
under umber horizon
vineyard is picked clean,
beside a table built with precision
quietly bearing unsent letters
let them drift with winds
bringing peace
#vss365 #inkmine #vssfantasy #thingstowriteabout #Foxprose
#BlueskyRemnant #BSPP57
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe queen's #copper hair shone in the sun, her deep green eyes like spring leaves. Her pale skin represented winter, but a rosy sheen reminded the courtiers of summer.
She was of all seasons, a mage of earth and sky, sun and water. They all lived in awe of her great power.
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe forest wasn't a pure red. The leaves were more of a dark #russet brown, a sign of a dying land parched with thirst. The rangers sighed and prepared to leave. It was time to move to more verdant grounds for the spring. Their survival depended on it.
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe golden leaf drifted on the wind. It took its time before it landed on the hard, cold ground. The red-orange forest shook like an earthquake and the rest of the leaves immediately dropped to the ground.
It whispered, "Winter is coming..."
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialShe held the impossible fruit in her hands. The Seer's Apple, the food of knowledge. What would she see? What did the future hold for the realm? Could she live with it?
There was only one way to find out.
She breathed deep, then took a bite. It tasted sweet
@short-stories.bsky.socialMorning mist lifts
revealing the summit
an adroit monk finding
a narrow passage amid ridges,
higher up
exceptional alpinists traverse
volatile avalanches & crevasses
inspiring aspiring climbers
sundial marks their turning point
#vss365 #inkmine #vssfantasy
#thingstowriteabout #BlueskyRemnant #BSPP57
@sifaswriting.bsky.social"Forest's haunted."
The mage rolled her eyes. "I do not detect any otherworldly spirits."
The rogue pointed upwards. The leaves rustled, the branches bobbed up and down, despite having no wind. "Then explain THAT. I'm telling ya, forest's haunted."
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe seers saw a message in every bit of nature. One of them noticed that the #migration of birds began earlier in the year. They took it as an ominous omen.
The rest of the world shrugged and went on. It didn't affect their daily lives, so a strange quirk didn't matter to them.
@short-stories.bsky.socialTainted blueberries cling
to the messy woody shrubs,
waxwings and thrushes migrate
navigating hidden crossings,
an empty bird feeder longing
for fledglings’ naivety,
evoking autumnal melancholy.
#vss365 #inkmine #vssfantasy #thingstowriteabout #Cassiopeian #BSPP57 #BlueskyRemnant #poem #micropoems
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#DailyhaikuPrompt #HaikuChallenge #OurPoetryX #vssfantasy #breatheprompt
Both at Dusk & Dawn
Twilight sighs out in cool breaths
In the pastel shades
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@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#BlueSkyRemnant #vssfantasy
An Empty nest is found, after the Swallows take flight. Another reminder that the seasons have changed
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@short-stories.bsky.socialA melange of painted canoes
pulled ashore lines the waterfront
beside weathered turning stile,
toads leap toward the riverside
dried haystacks whisper to the wind,
afternoon slips unhurriedly
through the verdant farmlands
#vss365 #inkmine #vssfantasy #thingstowriteabout #BSPP57 #BluskyRemnant #poems
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialAutumn in July...that was unheard of. The leaves turned at the height of summer. The mages felt the warmth being leeched from the land.
"We're heading North," my master said.
"Do you think the cause is there?" I asked.
"We shall find out. Pack a warm sweater."
@sifaswriting.bsky.socialThe town came alive as night fell. The aroma of wood smoke and apples and cinnamon came from the inns. The recent rains brought the smell of damp soil from the gardens. The signs of the coming autumn and the upcoming magic of the land.