I think a name change is in order!

Well, I was stuck writing a proposal at work yesterday, and brought that home with me, so I completely forgot to post. LAME!! Maybe I should change the name of my blog to weekly throw out, or something to read when I remember lol. Suggestions are welcomed!. .

Gearing up for the weekend!! I get to go out and spend time with adults so I am totally Psyched!! Happy Birth Month to my BFF's, Carrie and Emily! Super happy to have you in my life for the last 22 or so years!! I am dedicating this post to my girls!!!

MUSE VOL 2


I reach the square just as another tremor rips through the ground. I can see smoke rising from somewhere within the castle grounds as I climb on to the alter that resides in the center of the area.

“People of Atlantis hear me!” I scream over the noise of the bewildered islanders.

 I barely get a response as throngs of people rush around in panic. I summon my powers of influence from deep within and push it out into the courtyard.  You can feel the energy as it hangs thick in the area. Eros eyes me warily, knowing that if I push too far the people may not snap out of their trance in time. The people start to calm, and slowly a crowd is forming around the alter. I pull back my influence just enough to make sure they could understand me, then I began to address them.

“Good people, you are in great danger. The god Zeus has threatened to destroy the island. You must go now, before it is too late. “ The ground buckles and pitches sending me toppling toward the cobblestone street. The stone altar cracks in half and magma seeps up from below it, reeking of sulfur and metal. I feel my calming influence dissipate as the crowd sets into panic mode again. Only this time, I am unable to regain control. Eros grabs me and pulls me safely out of the way as a magma flow creeps past us toward the thatch storefronts.

So we watch.
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