scheme dream

JJBA Episode 26

If it weren’t against the laws of God and man, I would marry this ending.

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I know that she spent her childhood in exile, impoverished, living on dreams and schemes, running from one city to the next, always fearful, never safe, friendless but for a brother who was by all accounts half-mad…a brother who sold her maidenhood to the Dothraki for the promise of an army. I know that somewhere upon the grass, her dragons hatched, and so did she. I know she is proud. How not? What else was left her but pride? I know she is strong. How not? The Dothraki despise weakness. If Daenerys had been weak, she would have perished with Viserys. I know she is fierce. Astapor, Yunkai and Meereen are proof enough of that. She has survived assassins and conspiracies and fell sorceries, grieved for a brother and a husband and a son, trod the cities of the slavers to dust beneath her dainty sandalled feet.

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I know that she spent her childhood in exile, impoverished, living on dreams and schemes, running from one city to the next, always fearful, never safe, friendless but for a brother who was by all accounts half-mad…a brother who sold her maidenhood to the Dothraki for the promise of an army. I know that somewhere upon the grass, her dragons hatched, and so did she. I know she is proud. How not? What else was left her but pride? I know she is strong. How not? The Dothraki despise weakness. If Daenerys had been weak, she would have perished with Viserys. I know she is fierce. Astapor, Yunkai and Meereen are proof enough of that. She has survived assassins and conspiracies and fell sorceries, grieved for a brother and a husband and a son, trod the cities of the slavers to dust beneath her dainty sandalled feet.

Anonymously

You choose to hide
Behind these screens
Using words
So harshly
When you can instead
Use your talent
Move us all

Anonymously

I’ve had to rethink
Reword my poems
Wondering if
Others
Think then wrong
Too much pain
Inside of me
Or not enough
Joy
Inside of you
Choose wisely

Anonymously

Open your heart
Let me in
Come from behind
Let my words weave
Through your soul
Over your body
Tainted lips
Broken schemes
Hopeless love
Shattered dreams
Come to me
Don’t be afraid
We’ll fix the world

Anonymously

I’ve held my failures
Tasted your pain
Sang your praises
Danced in the rain
Watched the sunrise
From my porch
Watch it set
On other coasts
Still I live
Breathe in deep
A hopeful soul
Praying for the world

Anonymously

If you read these
Words I write
Whether in the morn
Or safe at night
Please be certain
You’ve touched my life
Moved me forward
Driven me across the land
Written my words
Camera in hand
To make my mark
Arms raised high
Thank you all
For inspiring me
No longer be

Anonymously

Hope you all enjoyed this, especially you who are so supportive, those in doubt, those afraid, those searching. I’m here for you. Special thanks to @drearydaffodil for helping me, indirectly, find a subject to write about last night!

-H. Murcia 12:10AM 2/23/2017

spell

I try to comprehend
the way you seem
to usher me
transport me
to this magical realm
while teasing
coaxing my mind
relentlessly
yet patiently
from the physical
to a sensual place
my spirit is ascended
suspended
within each lingering thought
my entire being rests
scheming
and dreaming
while your magical spell
this eternal well
of silent whispers
is infinitely caressing
undressing
my heart
my body
and my mind
until blind
with thoughts
of only
you


-Brie

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I know that she spent her childhood in exile, impoverished, living on dreams and schemes, running from one city to the next, always fearful, never safe, friendless but for a brother who was by all accounts half-mad… a brother who sold her maidenhood to the Dothraki for the promise of an army. I know that somewhere upon the grass, her dragons hatched, and so did she. I know she is proud. How not? What else was left her but pride?

Free Yourself From Fear

Living without fear has pushed me to levels I only dreamed of. Whether ignoring my own negative thoughts or the fear filled opinions of people around me. The hardest part is that those thoughts came from people who I knew loved and cared about me. People I was used to obeying, but there is a point in everyone’s life where you must free yourself from the strong hold that no longer serves you.

Fear will hold you back from listening to yourself. The one person who has the true answer of who you are and where you are going is YOU.

I guess my message is to follow through with that crazy idea. Move with a dollar and a dream. Don’t be afraid of falling because at that point there is nothing but up.

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battle against a true hero !

The Wicked Wedding of Miss Ellie Vyne by Jayne Fresina

Hellooo everybody!

I, Sunny, admit that I am very terrible, in that I have a hard time branching out to new authors! But the other day when I was at the library, I ran into this little gem, and decided to go for it. 

And I was not disappointed. 

From the back of the book…

When a scandalous lady…

By night Ellie Vyne fleeces unsuspecting aristocrats as the dashing Count de Bonneville. By day she avoids her sisters’ matchmaking schemes and dreams up torments for her childhood nemesis—the arrogant, far-too-handsome-for-his-own-good James Hartley. Her latest prank: “winning” the Hartley diamonds in a card game from James’ mistress.

Steals from a notorious rake…

James finally has a lead on the thieving Count de Bonneville, tracking him to a disreputable inn. He bursts in on none other than the brazen, irritating, nearly naked Ellie Vyne. Convinced she is the count’s mistress, James decides it’s best to keep his enemies close. Very close. He must get those diamonds back, and seducing Ellie will be the perfect bait.

It can only end in a wicked wedding…


Thoughts:

This book was a wild ride from beginning to end. 

You have a heroine who is not innocent, but not nearly as wicked as everyone thinks she is. She, Ellie, has also been dressing up as a man to cheat/steal/win money for her family.

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Then you have a hero who has, just so many problems. When I started the book I was sincerely concerned that I would hate Jame’s because he made a few comments that made him seem sexist. But he was definitely redeemed. I, personally feel like a lot of the problems I had with Jame’s was a front and a general frustration with his lack of luck with women. 

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And that’s not to say he is not desired, but he feels that he is unlovable in a real sense.

Both of the characters went together extremely well, and watching them go from hating each other to realizing they actually care for each other is fun to watch. 

Plus, if you like books with twists, good sex, traveling, family issues, odd children, and family feuds, this is absolutely the book for you.

The only REAL problem I had with this book was James’ (the hero) nickname for Ellie, which was basically “Woman” and it just was like come on dude. Calm down.

Overall Rating: 

A good, fun, crazy read with an amazing heroine and a hero who is sexy, and grows and works to better himself throughout the book.

Needless to say, I will be purchasing and reading more of Jayne Fresina!

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Much love,

~Sunny!

a simple gaze
from your coal filled eyes
and my skin replies
silent whispers of desire
our hands gently fuse
fingers intertwine
as you lean in
i take a deep breath
all of you i inhale
deep into my lungs

foreheads pressed together
eyes affixed on one another
no words between us
just thought
our pasts resonating
present time melting
futures ornately scheming
dreaming
our insecurities rise
like smoke in the air
then drift to fade away

you trace my words
with your fingers
along my face
reading me like braille
this story belongs to you
and every tear touched
is a word discovered
while in your eyes resides
the truth you often hide
all of this we share
without speaking
yet this silence deafening

i take your palm in mine
trace the lines with my fingers
place a kiss upon my treasure
this map of our destiny
lay within your hand
i’m drawn into your realm
traveling galaxies with you
i feel the intent in your embrace
my pulse racing faster now
in rhythm with yours
i moan with pure pleasure
giving birth to infinite stars
your grasp is strong
firm
and i am clay
to be moulded
into perfect planets
in this universe you design

Brie