The Bridge of Brodgar stretched out before me. Its verdant landscape and crystalline waters reminded me of the days when Grandfather and I played amongst the blades of grass.
Now he’s gone.
But he’s left me his legacy – his kingdom of faeries.
The Faerie King
The Write Melony 
A magical piece! It fits well with the picture, but I would enjoy it even if I didn’t have a photographic reference point.
I’m visiting from the Yeah Write Linky. 🙂
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Thanks! The monolith definitely had a magical feel to it to me. I love the Yeah Write weekly challenges! 😀 Thanks for reading!
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The King is dead, Long live the Queen! The picture evoked a sense of magic in me as well. I especially enjoyed the emotional memory evoked by your time spent with your grandfather!
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Thanks!! It was a very magical image. Glad you enjoyed it! 😀
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Faeries are perfect for the setting we were given.
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I think so! There’s just something magical about it. Maybe cuz it’s druidic in nature. ☺
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The picture does look very lonely and kind of sad.
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It feels me with such longing. It’s all alone while its mates are all on the other side of the bridge.
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