She lay there and felt the light fall upon her. She let it
fill her, its gold embrace flooding through her from top to toe. She felt it
flow out of her fingers and toes and spread through the room, sweeping out of the
doorway and flooding the entire house. If she opened her eyes she was sure she
would see it. But she didn’t want to open them; she wanted to live in the light
a little longer.
Angela felt the energies surround her as the light changed
from gold to deep white, and then violet, flushing out all her pain, her
sadness and only leaving her untainted self inside. It was like they stood
waiting for her to tell them what she needed, how they could best assist her.
She could feel their support, their strength, and for the first time knew she
was not alone.
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Nice job, Miranda :D The tone of your writing perfectly reflects the photo prompt. :)
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