Prompt words chosen Field.memory.magic Poem magic of memory pulls me back to a life once lived- fields now redefined reframed the way I like I use those routes to reach victory posts yet somehow unknowingly imperceptibly reach the traitors’ gate
Traitors’ Gate
We can’t always choose our path in life but I think the real traitors are traitors to themselves.
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Do they all understand they are being traitors to themselves?
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I think many times the traitor is someone who was sacrificed for someone else’s pleasure.
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Traitors are redefined several times in history, and there are many who are never named.
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Wow, wow, wow. This is breathtaking!
“magic of memory
pulls me back
to a life once lived”
The path can be certainly different than what it actually is or expected to be. And compared with the life once lived, it can show a great change. Beautifully written, Reena! This is amazing.
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Thanks so much for the encouragement!
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Sometimes we don’t end up quite where we intended. Lovely use of the words, and the ultimate destination.
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Thank you so much, Sarah! It is a very different and refreshing prompt.
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The surprise of an unintended destination!
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Thank you, Lynn! 🙂
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Beautifully written imaginary visit to the Traitor’s Gate.
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I visited it only on the weblink 🙂
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