Mornin' Sunshine 😉
As his Onmyoji I feel it's important to be there for him at anytime of day...I mean, you never know when you might need an emergency...um, nap. 😏
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Mornin' Sunshine 😉
As his Onmyoji I feel it's important to be there for him at anytime of day...I mean, you never know when you might need an emergency...um, nap. 😏
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Ironically the fic I thot was the CRINGIEST got the most notes. Now what do i do with this info. 🧍
The story told 1.
The story told 1.
He was a part of the largest volunteer army fighting in the World War II.
I knew him through stories and named him Brave. To date I call him by name. He was my granduncle.
The fights, the fears, the casualties, the deserters, the martyrs, or the victory, he regaled none, for he was long gone before I was born.
I was told he left behind an uncle, the only son he fathered. For reasons less told, the boy got adopted at an age of naive. Blood remembered the ‘boy’ as an add on to his father’s tale.
Soon death took the father by no surprise while the son lived miles apart from everyone’s mind. Blood obviously forgot both father and son. In time the son grew to be a fable. Moral of the story being- Stars do shine bright and you get placed in a home called right.
With the death of the father, blood blamed fate and forgot the two mates.
Photographs of my granduncle I have none. Stories courtesy my aunt and dad, I have in scarce. I wished to have met this man, the one who dug deep in my heart.
In twenty 21, I reminisce in this happy hurt past. And as a tribute, I begin my Story Told with my Granduncle as number One.
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*** • "The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing." ~ John Muir • #newartstyle Light painting with beer... • Shot with iPhone... • #ballardbeercompany #ballardbeer #lazywriter #ballard #ballardseattle #quicksketch #lightpainting #beerpainting #beerphoto #beerphotos #goldenlight #seattleart #seattleartist #seattleartmuseum #seattleartscene #seattleartcommunity (at Ballard Beer Company)
*** • "The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing." ~ John Muir • #newartstyle Light painting with beer... • #ballardbeercompany #ballardbeer #lazywriter #ballard #ballardseattle #quicksketch #lightpainting #beerpainting #beerphoto #beerphotos #goldenlight #seattleart #seattleartist #seattleartmuseum #seattleartscene #seattleartcommunity (at Ballard Beer Company)