The old year goes
And the new year comes
In the cycle of endings
That is life.
Embrace the change
And the new start
The new year brings
And find the new you
That is waiting
Along with it.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “year”:
Resharing this holiday short story from my “Chronicles of Riss” book, since it’s getting close to Christmas.
It’s coming up on Christmas, so I thought I’d share a “magical” holiday short story with you all. This is one of the stories that can be found in my short story collection, Chronicles of Riss. If you like this one, why not check out all the other fun adventures in the book, too?
There was a definite nip in the air, and I pulled my cloak tighter about me and continued to stroll along the streets of the city of Eastover. As I walked, I watched the bustling crowds and enjoyed the festive decorations of colorful ribbons, holly wreaths, and garland that had been put up over the last few weeks in preparation for tomorrow. What’s so special about tomorrow? It’s the winter solstice, and everyone over the world celebrates it with a big holiday festival known as Solstice Fest. It is usually preferable for there…
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