Erin Fallon
Stories (2/0)
The Book of Intuition
Her paintbrush has come to the last strokes of what is left of the spruce blue. It was the perfect mix of the only two colors of five-ounce oil paint she could afford to buy. Her face begins to fill with mere disappointment as she glances upon her uncompleted canvas facing just beside the bedroom window. “Canvas number two hundred and fourteen,” she writes on the lower left-hand corner. She places it amongst the others in a line. Two hundred and fourteen canvases all with the same exact landscape. Her bedroom sits perfectly below the far galaxy that holds the gazing stars and crescent moon. It is the only canvas she has ever come to know since she was banished to her room by her father for all of eternity. It has always seemed like the normal way of life to her, until one day the stars of her fate guided her path to liberation in a way that only the Gods can explain.
By Erin Fallon3 years ago in Motivation
Aries Baby
When you look up the word Aries in the dictionary, there is a tiny picture of me sitting right next to it. I am the complete and utter embodiment of what an Aries is all about. I was born on March 25, a Spring baby! Since it is in beginning of the Spring season, Aries birthdays represent rebirth of life. The coldness slips away, and the warmth of the sun comes back to the Earth’s surface. The flowers bloom so beautifully. There is nothing like it! Although the representation of grace, bliss, and life is what the Aries season entails, it is not always rainbows and sunshine in our world.
By Erin Fallon3 years ago in Futurism