“a fireside tale” continues….

….here’s the new set of words for my next installment of “a fireside tale”….working on the next snippet using these words….

the word list:


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a story snippet: a fireside tale

….ok, so here’s the final story snippet…………………….

Here’s the theme: a fireside tale

Here’s the chosen words: night, gossamer, enchanted, horseman, stir, roam, huddle, whisper, misconstrue, firefly, embers, stranger, undulate, scary, stories

And here’s the story snippet that I wrote using these words….

……a fireside tale

i had always been able
to read fire
to see the symbols & signs
in the curves of the crackling flames

but on this night
something felt different
something felt slightly off
as if the energy had subtly s h i f t e d…..

this night
as i sat before the fire
i had to stare into the light for a long



long time

before i saw

usually when i gazed into the flames
i saw multiple images
this night
there was just one

a solitary horseman

i knew the scary stories
of the four horseman
but this was only one

usually when I saw a symbol
the meaning had been so easy to understand
but on this night
although i tried and tried
i just couldn’t figure
it out

i heard the wise woman’s words whispered in my head
do not misconstrue the signs
she had told me
you must roam far beyond your greatest fears
to discover the depths of truth
that only you can find
you must dare follow
the sometimes illusive
sometimes dangerous
path of the

i felt
a sudden
bone deep weariness
so i closed my eyes for a moment
and slipped off into a deep slumber

i woke with a start
close to midnight
the room was cold
the fire had fallen
transformed into glowing embers

i felt the sticky drift of magic floating in gossamer waves…..
i tried not to breathe in the incantations
spells that hung in the air
heavy and dark

i quickly cast
a circle of protection around me
i found it odd that i had forgotten
to fully shield myself
as I always did

the night became even stranger
as the blinking bits of ember shifted and stirred
but there was no draft

the room was filled with an unearthly stillness

i felt a pulse of enchantment
as the embers began undulating
they levitated out of the fireplace
one by o n e
lifting up and s p r e a d i n g out
like a night sky full of stars

the embers gathered together
huddling close
like a cluster of fireflies blinking
in the cold clear
twilight air

the embers hovered for a moment
as if they were capable of contemplation
before moving toward the door
in a blinking trail of light

they sifted outside one by one through the keyhole
the last one stopping and hovering
as if to ask me
aren’t you coming?

i heard in my head the wise woman’s words
you must dare to follow
the path of light

and as the last ember slipped through the key hole
I decided to follow them
stepping outside into the wilderness

heading outside into the night
following the blinking line embers
into the forest far

Written by Susan Eileen Jizba
Weaver & Wordsmith….The Weaver of Words
………….weaving fibers & fables………………

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the spider

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the story snippet process: the word list and evocative fonts

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chosen words

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word donations regarding the theme…………”a fireside tale”

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the truth seeker

…it has been quite awhile since I released a new “story snippet”….this one isn’t perfect but that’s ok, it was time to release it and move on…..

….the words to this snippet relate to the element of  a i r . . . .

……A Great Big Thank YOU to everyone who donated such Lovely Words from Instagram @irishvikingdesigns @thatoldbluehouse @paigeboucher ……

…….here’s the words: air, wind, angel, sky, expanse, flight, wing, blade, divine, grace, ethereal, truth, restless, curious, spirit, free, infinite, wisp

……and here’s the “story snippet” that i wrote using these words……

“the truth seeker”

she was a restless
free spirited
sort of soul

one day
she decided to set out
to gather
the last
remaining bits of t r u t h

before they faded into e x t i n c t i o n ……

she found pieces
in words
in wisps of the wind

she saw its signs
in a great e x p a n s e of blue sky
as  p a s s i n g   c l o u d s   formed the ethereal wings of angels
slowly dissolving into mist and into  a i r . . . . . . .
she felt a wave of grace
as they took flight

on her great quest
she explored many places
and many things
both near and far

but she discovered the greatest truths
when she returned home
and sat very still
closing her eyes
and silencing her ever questing mind
cutting through the mental clutter
with the blade of intuition
as she simply listened
to her inner self
to her inner soul
and in the deep stillness

and after listening
and clearing her mind
and listening
and clearing her mind
l i s t e n i n g

in the divine darkness
she began to sense
the serene swell
of her infinite inner wisdom
as it nudged her
and began to softly speak
its truth
in the language of feelings and knowings
from her inner self
and her inner soul

written by Susan Eileen Jizba
Weaver & Wordsmith… the Weaver of Words

……………………….…..weaving fibers & fables………….


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