Dreamcatcher #TwitteringTales


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The Wind Spirits called to me as they moved the dreamcatcher I had hung in the tree. The beads clicked together, making a light music to draw my attention. All the feathers pointed to the north and held there like a just shot arrow.

I knew what the Spirits wanted me to do even though it filled me with dread. Was there no other way but war? The wind and feathers dropped. I collected the dreamcatcher with a sigh and went back to my people. The bad news heavy on my shoulders.

 

(Inspired by; https://katmyrman.com/2018/06/12/twittering-tales-88-12-june-2018/ with thanks).

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8 thoughts on “Dreamcatcher #TwitteringTales

  1. Oh my. A sad tale that sometimes even the most beautiful things can foretell sorrow. It makes me grateful for beauty. In truth sorrow is part of life but beauty softens the blow.

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    • Well said. πŸ™‚ I didn’t even think about any of that whilst I was writing. I just knew I wanted the story to be a different angle on dreamcatchers. Then the first line came to me and the rest just flowed.

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