You can thank (blame?) Deana for this one. No one should send me Inspiration pictures ….. Or ideas….
(Archives are on the website, if you want to read the offerings of past weeks)
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Music of the Heart
(c) 2008 by Maura Anderson
The early morning air had that sharp chill that carried the reminder of oncoming fall. A cold, damp nip that sent a shiver down Aiden’s spine and raised goosebumps on his arms. Fingers cupped around the warm coffee cup, he took another sip and savored the rich taste. With some effort, he managed to ignore the cold rock under him and focused instead on the gorgeous sunrise just peaking out from behind the mountains in the distance. Still quiet for now, the nearby music festival was scheduled to start in two days and with the promised appearance of Bran’s Visions, it was going to be utter chaos.

















