Soul Voyagers

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by Demetra Neohoriti

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Velvet Flame

With her gaze to the east, she stood in the silence of dawn. A queen once more — she had taken her life back.

Voices in the Light

Tiny flames of hope sprang forth. She traveled into a dreamy blue world — to the place her heart had longed for.

Golden Folding

The golden tones and warm background of this blossom evoke sunlight and inner warmth. The dark petals bending inward create a sense of contemplation or protection. The fuzz on the stem softens the intensity of the colors. A flower that seems to guard memories and emotions well hidden — radiating strength, light, and a quiet turning inward.

The Dance of Souls

They met again at the edge — at the threshold where two worlds touch. He, no longer alive. She, still living. Together once more, to remember the life they shared — the one that was violently torn apart.

Light with Yellow Threads

With quiet longing, she patiently embroidered her dowry. She waited for her knight — for the moment he would lay down his arms and come to her.

The Circle of Silence

Conspiring to rescue the stolen rainbow, they vowed to give their lives for its return — to protect its colors once more on the celestial bridge, with awe and devotion.

Silence

She never spoke of her pain. She simply stood still, as the sun caressed her hair with its final breath. It was her own ceremony — a bow to the light before sinking into darkness.

Golden-Green Warrior

He emerged alive from a brutal battle, carrying the bitter dust of war upon him. With heavy armor and a bronze breath, he can now, at last, see his children again.

The Warrior’s Gaze

With steady eyes and a wounded body, he moves forward. He asks for no mercy, seeks no glory — only to see the light of home once more.

Expectation

You brought all the colors as gifts to my heart. You came, sat beside me, holding dreams to share with me.

Velvet in the Light

I am here, for you — to wait for you, to dream of you, to gently stroke your hair in my sleep. To kiss your velvet lips with my thoughts. And for my heartbeat to dance to the rhythm of yours.

Sanctuary

A small soul found its refuge. Your hands became a bed where I could lie down, unfold my dreams, and confess my needs… my mistakes… to you.
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