There the Glimmering Weaves,
With Indigo Drops of Light,
Phantoms are born in the Guise of Dreams.
Whispers Sung in Lyric Harmony,
As the Forest in Enchantment Sighs,
Ancient Magic Glimmers into the Shadows,
Brightening,
Illuminating,
Smiling.
Never ceasing to impress and amaze…I love your Friday magic my friend 🙂
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🙂 OH You make me Smile 🙂 Thanks Ever So!!!
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Hooray! Friday Fantasy.
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😀 Its my Favourite Day too 🙂
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🙂
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The Queen of Fantasy does it again! 🙂 I wanna sit with this weaver… ♡
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🙂 You have, You Have 🙂 And its been Marvelous 🙂
Thank You Ever So, Awesome Audrey !!! 🙂
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The image, the words…just breathtakingly beautiful Morgan…thanks for the smile you placed within!
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MAGICAL!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Thank You Sweet Line 🙂 Im Hoping you are enjoying your Holiday 🙂
Many Blessings and Smiling Joy, my Friend~
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Love it!
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Thank You So very much, Brenda 🙂
Many Blessings and Smiling Joy, my Friend~
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I’m so glad to read your magic and feel warmed by it. 🙂
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Im so glad you do 🙂
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Beautiful! I love the photo you chose for your prompt. I especially like the part about the ‘forest dwellers sign in enchantment.” In the forest we know they are there, we just can’t always see them.
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So true and I do believe they either remain or flee from us based upon what magic or malice we emanate.
Many Blessings and Smiling Joy, my Friend~
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“Her Magic Sparkling into the Shadows” love this image
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Thanks Ever so much Carl 🙂 She spoke her magic to me 🙂
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