STORIES PREVIEW FOR THE STORYBOOK

The Standoff at Sundown: A Western Encounter

Tea and Tensions: The Tale of MarySue and the Wanderer

In the heart of the 1800s American western frontier, nestled amidst the vast countryside, stood a quaint cabin. Within its wooden walls resided a woman of striking beauty and formidable spirit. Her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders like a sunlit waterfall, framing a face that was a radiant contrast to the rugged wilderness around her. Her eyes, as blue as the vast frontier sky, while her lips, painted the vibrant red of a desert bloom, hinted at a strength that wouldn't be tamed. This was no damsel in distress, but a resilient woman who had carved out a life for herself in the wild west. Her story was yet to unfold, as unpredictable and captivating as the frontier itself.

One day, a lone rider happened upon her…

Updates to the story later today. This will really gets you thinking. 😊

We are back with updates and other site related contents. I am doing much better now, thank God. (And I am excited) 😊

Tomorrow, Friday the gallery will be updated and other text related contents too, in the days to come.

• The new painting will be based on Romans 1:20 (I have worked on this painting for many months) Part of it, some of you have seen. Although it is not the large one, but this is large as well.

A follow up from the Bulletin's update on Thursday, June 22.

Some of you saw the other painting I am working on which has a pink bird like a honeybee.

This painting is going to be a Narrative Poem (Basically a short story)

You will love it, feasting on the details and their connection one to another as you read along.

I can't give all the info now, nor the introduction. However, randomly from the painting is a little girl playing with her pets and watching her brother who found a rare egg. Out came something grand and spectacular, never seen before. She too has one of these eggs, and does not know what it might bring forth. Let us read a teaser.

The Short Story page was updated

A Narrative Poem with illustration

A preview of the short story

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Read below.

The moving stealthily of the tippytoe was meticulously positioned in quietness with every step forward. Leaving behind the place of formality with each quiet step of the way. Trekking through the shrubs and the vines of the woodlands with cautiousness. Her worn-out flowery apparel appears, but for a moment, and disappears further into the overhanging of the woods and the overgrown shrubs below. Unyieldingly she forges ahead, tracing toward the accustomed rippling sounds of the oasis deep within the heart of the mysterious green woods.

To be continued . . .