#FF — Cursed

PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox Cursed Wilmer, last remaining member of his Tribe, died today. He has bequeathed his property to the city, to be used only as a continued resting place for Wilmer and his ancestors. It was they who built sacred stone geometries for funeral rites and other seasonal celebrations. Mayor Stick makes…

dVerse — Prosery — Tomorrow’s Sacred Space

Something told the wild geese It was time to fly. — by Rachel Lyman Field, from Something told the wild geese Tomorrow’s Sacred Space For a thousand generations we’ve welcomed their return to the spring-fed lake when their wintering grounds told them to fly home. Their petroglyphs skein the cave walls. Migratory residents, they’re also…