They came to dance with the stones. Drums found the unheard rhythm of the mother beat, opening the sacred veins. Above, ravens circled the moon, full behind a mist that would soon part. Even the children were unafraid. Perhaps even more so than their elders, for they were closer to the thinning veil. The air, stirring the tide into spring, was cool, but the fires burned with heat.
They arranged themselves by order of birth. Those closest to the womb found the center and those nearest death, the edges, but the dance wove them together. Feet weaving the grid of the hidden lines, as the energy rose into the opening. And with it rose their song and the mist, which parted upon the sigh of the wind. One last breath and all was silent as night unveiled the path to the stars.
Time collapsed into dimension and space revealed no separation as one tiny hand reached through the veil to welcome them all home.
For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt “Dance”
The Light Behind the Story 
I really enjoyed this, especially where you say children are unafraid because they’re closer to the thinning veil. Thank you for sharing this!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you 🙂
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Yes, the oldest and the youngest part the veil …
Beautiful, Alethea. x
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Thank you, Sue. Naturally I couldn’t ignore that photo…❤️
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I can understand that 😉 ❤
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😁
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A lovely story 💜💜💜
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Thank you 💙
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💜💜
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Lovely ❤️.
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Thank you 🙏
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You’re most welcome 🙏❤️😇.
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This was truly inviting… made me want to be there too!
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Glad to hear it. I’d love to be there too!
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What a beautiful vision. (K)
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Thank you 🙏
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