Two Souls: Into the Fire # 224

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 224

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 224

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Zach agreed to figure out a playlist for Gumbo to play in their upcoming show at the club. “I guess we all should practice some. I’ll go over the songs and put the list together,” he said.

“Hey, Steve, when are y’all going out to California?” Terry asked.

“Pretty soon,” Steve said. “I have to call Linda and make sure it’s okay to come help her. I mean she did invite us, but you know. We plan on flying out there, for real this time.”

Terry laughed. “Hah, I’d like to see that. Didn’t  y’all try that once before?”

“Shut up, Terry. Yeah, we tried, but we had some problems. We’re up for it…I think…anyway, we’ll have to get the days booked and whatever else there is to do,” Steve said, and sighed. “Why is everything so complicated?”

“It’s not that hard,” Kinsey said. “Terry and I just called the travel agent, and they set it all up…no big deal.”

“Oh, well see, I didn’t even know that part.”

“Leave it to me, then, I’ll get it set up for you. You just say when.” Kinsey said.

“Don’t worry about flying,” Terry said. “it’s really kind of fun, and way faster.”

“I know, but how do we convince Ghost that we won’t die?” Steve asked. He looked over to the arcade room, where Ghost and Trevor were shooting pool.

“Hmm, that will be tricky,” Terry said. “Just keep saying positive things about it. Every time he makes an excuse, come back with something good.”

Steve nodded. “Yeah…I’ll try. Oh, by the way, when we’re gone, who wants to watch Spirit? I mean, someone could stay at our place, or I can bring him to y’all. What do y’all think?”

“Well, I would, but I just stayed over at your place for over a week. I’m going to stay home awhile,” Terry said.

“Me too, but you could bring him over here, if he don’t mind a lot of people around,” Kinsey said.

“Hey, let us keep him,” Trevor said. He’d just got back to the table, and heard the end of the conversation.  “Spirit is a cool cat.” He looked at Zach, “Want to?”

Zach nodded, “Sure, why not…bring him over any time.”

“Great, that’s settled then,” said Steve. He got up to go find Ghost and let him know.

“Hey, guess what? Trevor and Zach will keep Spirit at their house while we’re gone. You okay with that?”

Ghost looked up from the shot he’d just made. “Yeah, that’s fine. He likes them, and I know they’ll take care of him.”

“Yeah, that’ll work out fine. I’m gonna go call Linda right now. I’ll be in the office,” Steve said. “We really need to get going on this.”

Ghost didn’t say anything, but was already getting anxious about the trip…and the flying part. He went back to his game though, trying to improve his shots. He’d never played very much before. Trevor joined him again, picking up his cue stick

“Did Steve tell you?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s fine. Spirit will like it I guess. He’s pretty calm, and we’ll bring his food,” Ghost said. He racked up the balls again. “You break, Trevor.”

They played a few rounds, and Ghost actually won one, but he suspected Trevor had just let him win it.

“Steve said y’all were flying out there,” Trevor said.

“Yeah, looks like it.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fun.”

“I know, everybody says that, but that don’t make me feel any better about it,” Ghost said. He sighed, and shook his head. “I’m scared to, Trevor.”

“Is it just because it’s different, and new…or do you have a bad feeling about it?” Trevor asked.

Ghost shrugged. “Both…mostly ’cause it’s new, I guess. I’ll probably freak out…and I don’t want to. But, how do you not be scared, when you are?”

“Oh, good question. Just keep telling yourself positive things about it. You know, like it’s way faster…and Steve won’t be all tired and cranky, like after driving a long time.”

Ghost laughed. “That would definitely be a good thing.”

“Yep, and look at the other people on the plane. If they’re not looking scared, then there’s no reason for you to be.”

“Hey, yeah…that’s right. Thanks for telling me that…it helps a lot.”

Steve came back into the arcade room. “Well, everything’s all set. Linda says she’ll be ready in about a week. We’ll help load some stuff in her car, and she has a moving company to take the big stuff. She said she’ll rent a U-Haul, too, and we can drive it back here.” He smiled, happy to have got it settled. “I’m telling Kinsey to call the travel people. We’ll get our tickets, and leave next week. Ok?”

Ghost nodded. “I’m trying to not be scared.”

“Me too,” Steve said.

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The week passed pretty fast. Kinsey did book their flight, and gave Steve the printout of their itinerary. Ghost explained to Spirit that he was going on a trip, and would be back soon, and that he’d be staying with Trevor and Zach. “They’ll take real good care of you, my sweet kitty. Don’t be afraid.” Spirit seemed to understand. He looked into Ghost’s eyes, and meowed. Ghost laughed. “I knew you would get it.”

“Hey, have you packed yet?” asked Steve.

“No, not yet…have you?”

“Well, I have some stuff laid out on the bed. I figure a few changes will be enough. Are the suitcases in the back room?” Steve asked.

“Uh-huh, the last I saw them they were.” He looked in his closet. “Guess I’ll pick some things to take,” he said to Spirit. He tossed a couple pair of soft, drawstring pants, his striped hoodie, and the long tie-dyed t-shirt, onto the bed. A few other shirts and socks and he was done. He’d wear his old Army jacket and jeans, on the way there. He put an extra notebook on the pile. His main one would be in his back pack with his markers.

“I got everything,” he hollered to Steve.

“Good…I put your suitcase out in the hall,” Steve yelled back. He was in his bedroom, packing his own stuff.

Ghost crammed all his clothes in his, and barely got it closed. He was sitting on the case, bouncing up and down to get it fastened, when Steve came in.

“I just thought of something,” Steve said.

“What?”

“We need to go to the bank, and get some money. We’ll need to pay for those tickets, and for eating, and all kinds of stuff, when we get there, and on the way back, too…and for gas,” Steve said. “Let’s go on up to Raleigh this afternoon, and get that done.”

“Now?”

“Yeah, why not…we have time before they close.”

So, they took off down the highway, and as usual, Steve drove fast, with the radio on loud.

“When are we going on the plane?” Ghost asked.

“Tomorrow afternoon…after lunch.”

“So why don’t we just go to the bank in the morning?”

“Hah…I don’t know,” Steve said. “Guess I wasn’t thinking…it would have saved us a trip up here.” He started laughing, and Ghost just rolled his eyes.

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Next part coming soon!

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

warning      warning      warning      warning

The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Fibbing Friday – Mixed Bag Q & A

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Fibbing Friday – Mixed Bag Q & A

These are fun questions we’re supposed to answer in any kind of silly, wrong, or outrageous ways. Just for fun!

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1. What’s a cyclops? *** A clop is a sound a horse makes when he is walking. There once was a horse named Cy, and he did a lot of clopping, so they named it after him.

2. What’s next in this sequence? Y, G, B, B,  *** There was a chain of variety stores called T. G. & Y, a long time ago. They’ve since gone out of business, so the B B means Bye-Bye.

3. Patty has 4 apples and Pete pinched a pair. What do Patty and Pete have now? *** Bruised cheeks. This sounds like a math puzzle – I don’t do math puzzles.

4. How would an alien describe sheep? *** Fluffy clouds on the ground.

5. What is Fool’s Gold? *** It’s a crayon. The color is gold, but it will fool you by turning another color without notice.

6. Ginger, Scary, Posh, Sporty and Baby were the original Spice Girls. If you were to audition to be a sixth Spice, what would you be and why? Guys you can answer this one too! *** I’d be Spirit Spice – I’d bring a lot of spirit to the group, and if it bombed, I’d disappear since I’m a ghost.

7. Why are traditional teapots brown? *** Because if you turn the word around to ‘pot-tea’ you’ll know why. Nobody wants to see those kinds of stains.

8. What are the Winds of Change? *** Zephyrs – they swirl around leaving magic in their wake.

9. What is an amaryllis? *** A girl who lives in Amarillo TX is known as an amayrllis.

10. What are blues and twos? *** The sounds that shoes make – a squeaky, yet mournful sound.

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Moo in the Morning – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 8

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Moo in the Morning – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 8 

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Place: In-law’s house in the country, or at least at the edge of their little town.

Year: Maybe around 1970 or so.

We lived in another state at the time, but would once in awhile make a trip down to see my in-laws. They moved around a lot, from one old house to another, so each time it was a different experience.

This place, as with most of the others was old fashioned, and run down. It had no air conditioning, as most of them didn’t. In the summer time in Texas, you really need one, though. They had portable fans, which only stirred the stultifying hot air around the rooms. We sweated – a lot.

I can’t remember what we found to do, exactly, but probably my husband went off with his dad to the mechanic shop. My MIL and Sister-In-Law and I stayed around the house. I do remember us making crafts out of colorful foam rubber – making those things we called ‘fridgies’. They had books of patterns to make. We’d cut the foam out, and attach little stick on magnets to the back. They were to be hung on the refrigerator as decorations. I made a butterfly.

At the evening time, I’m sure we cooked supper, and watched TV. I do remember some of those really old country western, black & white music variety shows. I really didn’t like that kind of music.

There wasn’t enough beds, so the mister slept on the couch, and I had to share with my MIL. Weird, of course. We’d bring the fan into the bedroom, and also the windows would be open, hoping for a breath of air. And, it does cool off a bit after dark.

First thing in the morning, after an uncomfortable night, it actually was nice for a few minutes.

The house was cooler, and dim in that time right before sunrise. We’d finally quit sweating, and so I would get up to look out the window. Only pasture land out there, and cows. The cows were close to the house and were mooing. Such a peaceful sound. There were also chickens clucking and roosters crowing.

That was my favorite memory of those days. The cows looking over the wire fence at me, and mooing. 🙂

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Flower of the Day – Odd Orchid

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Flower of the Day – Odd Orchid

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This is an orchid, but I don’t know what color to call it.

It’s not exactly pink, not exactly purple, not exactly red, not exactly salmon.

It’s pretty, so I’ll just call it odd.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – November 8, 2019 – Dahlia

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Currently I Am ? – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 7

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Currently I Am ? – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 7 

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I used to do these almost every day for awhile. Maybe I’ll do it more frequently. 🙂

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Day – November 7, 2019

Time – 11:25 a.m.

Weather – 34 degrees F (1.1111 C) – Raining now and will continue most of the day (most of the day yesterday with thunder, too) – Wind is NNE at 15 mph.

Wearing – pajamas (leopard print pants & long sleeved black sweater)

Drinking – Iced tea

Eating – Nothing, but hungry for lunch soon

TV – “Friends” is on and I’m sort of watching

Reading – blogs

Will Read –  Continuing – Book # 5 of the Gone series (Fear), by Michael Grant (second time I’ve read these) = very good

Staying – Home

Going – Nowhere today

Feeling – Fine

Thinking – Trying to think of something to post

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Flower of the Day – Pink & Purple

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Flower of the Day – Pink & Purple

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Pink and purple flowers with dark & light green leaves.

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Wishing Cee a very Happy Birthday! 🙂

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – November 7, 2019 – Dahlia

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 223

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 223

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 223

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“Hey, Kinsey,” Steve said. “Yeah, we’re here, still alive. In fact, we just got up a little while ago. What? Oh, we’re fine now, I think the flu, or whatever it was is gone. Anybody, still sick out there? Okay, good. Well, we’ve been busy…like last night…” he hesitated a second, not sure what to tell Kinsey about the coffin.

Ghost grabbed the phone, though, and started in telling Kinsey all about it. “Kinsey, we had to fight a war, and it was scary, and we threw holy shit at it, and rat poisoned it, and Steve shot the coffin all to pieces…but we won. We didn’t even have to use the pillows. Huh? Oh, the demon that was here. We banished it. …Oh, here’s Steve.”

Steve took back the phone. “Don’t worry about us, Kinsey, we’re fine. Yeah, it was a…what did you call it, Ghost…a little demon? Oh, a lesser demon. Anyway, we got rid of it.” He listened to Kinsey for a minute. “Sure, we can drive in today. See ya soon.” He shrugged.

“Kinsey want’s to see us in person, to see if we’re really okay,” he said.

“Are we going, now?” Ghost asked.

“Yeah, why not. Get dressed…we’re going to town.”

“Why does he want to see us, all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know,” Steve said. “Probably ’cause we haven’t seen him in so long, you know, with everybody being sick.”

After getting ready to go, Steve revved the engine of the T-bird, to get it warmed up. “Man, we haven’t been anywhere in awhile. It’ll be good to drive and see everybody,” he said. He pulled out onto the highway, speeding as usual.

Ghost leaned back, letting the fresh air from the open window, blow his hair back. “This feels good.”

“I know, and it’ll clear our heads of being all stuffy in the house,” Steve said.

“I need to write on my wall, too. I brought my markers,” Ghost said.

The trip to the club only took them about ten minutes. “She still drives like a young’un,” Steve said, patting the dashboard, and grinning.

Ghost rolled his eyes, and got out of the car. He was happy that Steve liked his car so much. It was family, after all these years. He pushed open the heavy wooden door to the Yew. They stood there a minute, letting their eyes adjust to the dim interior.

“Hey, that was fast, guys,” Kinsey said, as he came out of his office. “C’mon in…good to see ya finally.”

“Hey, Kinsey,” Ghost said, giving him a hug. “I’m gonna write on the wall.” He headed over behind the stage.

“Turn on the lights, if you want to, Ghost,” Kinsey said. “Sit down, Steve…want a beer?”

“Sure, Kinsey,” Steve said, pulling up a chair at a table near the arcade room.

Kinsey sat down, smiling. “I gave all you guys a call…they should be here any time now.”

“Is this some kind of special meeting?” Steve asked.

“No, not really. It’s just I want to see y’all, to catch up on things, you know…well, I really just needed some company,” Kinsey said.

Steve laughed. “Oh, sure…anytime. We never hang out as much anymore, for some reason. Just so much going on, I guess.”

Kinsey nodded. “Yeah, then all of us getting sick like that. Do you think that was all it was, Steve? It was kinda funny with that other business with the other earthquake, too.”

“We had the same feeling,” Steve said.

“What were you talking about earlier…a demon…again?”

“Yep, at our house. Ghost thinks it was an underling to the big one that was over at Trevor’s, and it followed us home. It must have been hanging around all this time out in the graveyard, or something.” Steve frowned. “Then, lately it was doing weird shit, and maybe even those earthquakes…or at least made us all believe that’s what it was.” He paused a minute, taking a swig of his beer. “It got more serious, so we busted him. I think it’s gone for good now.”

“You really believe that hocus-pocus stuff, Steve?” Kinsey asked.

Steve took a breath, and let it out slow. “Kinsey, for real, I don’t know what to think. But, I know what I saw, and whether it was real or a hallucination, it was not good. It sure seemed real, to me, though…and I did see it…just once. When I turned on the flashlight…God…it was so ugly. It roared, Kinsey. I didn’t actually hear it, but I felt it…inside. Like when you hear somebody’s bass on the car radio turned up really loud, and it shakes your insides. That’s how it felt.” He shuddered. “And, that one little look at it…man, it was so freaking ugly.”

“Damn,” Kinsey said. “Nothing like that around here.”

“Be glad it isn’t. That crap scares me. Ghost was scared, too, but you should have seen him. Well, you did that other time, and this time, last night, was just as intense.”

“What all happened?”

“Oh, we gathered up all kinds of things to banish the thing.” He laughed. Some of it was kinda silly, now that I think about it. We had pillows, and TV trays, and bike helmets for protection. We poured rat poison and salt all around the yard, and Ghost mixed up some more of that oily herb stuff. He flung some of it at the thing. Hit it, too. But the best, was Ghost. The words he said, yelling how he was gonna kill the demon, and go away for good, ’cause we killed vampires, and he was nothing compared to that…well, he was totally in charge. And, by God, it worked.” He shook his head, remembering it all. “Oh, I shot holes in the coffin, too. Then it was gone for good. Kinsey, how does Ghost do that? He’s so flaky, and wouldn’t ever kill anything. He’s scared of spiders, and even his own shadow, most of the time. Then he transforms, or something, and kills vampires and demons. I see it happen, and it’s so awesome, every time.”

Kinsey shook his head. “I don’t know, Steve. That’s just how it is. Ghost has some magical power he was born with…even he don’t know how he does it, I’m sure. Just be glad he uses it for good, and not evil.”

Steve nodded. “You got that right.”

They continued to drink their beers, thinking their own thoughts for a bit. They could hear Ghost, humming to himself, over at the wall. Then the door clattered open, and Zach and Trevor came in.

“Hey, guys, grab a beer and come sit,” Kinsey said.

They did, and joined Steve and Kinsey at the table. “What’s up?” Zach asked.

“Nothing, Kinsey just needed company, so he called in his posse, ” Steve said, and laughed.

“Yeah, so what?” Kinsey asked. “I miss you guys hanging out around here.”

“Where’s Ghost?” Zach asked.

“He’s over at the wall,” Steve said.

“Ah, it’s been awhile. Guess he has to catch up.” Zach got up to go over there. “Just gonna see how he’s doing, then.”

“You and Zach feeling better, too?” Steve asked.

“Yeah,” Trevor said. “For awhile there I thought we’d die, and poor old Kinsey got caught, but we’re glad he helped us out.”

“Well, I couldn’t get up enough energy to leave,” Kinsey said, laughing.  “Who’s ready for another one?” he asked, walking over to the bar. They all were.

The back door banged open, and Terry and R. J. came in. They got themselves a beer, and pulled up a chair. “Hey, heard y’all had trouble with another demon, Steve,” Terry said. “What happened?”

Steve explained the story again. He didn’t mind. He felt fine being the spokesperson for “Demon Destroyers R Us”.  They all liked the name, so were taking turns making up advertising blurbs for the ‘company’…such as, “Ghosts trump demons every time”, and “Demon Destroyer’s do it at night”. They were all laughing, as Ghost and Zach came back to the table.

“What’s so funny?” Zach asked.

They repeated some of the jokes, and Ghost and Zach came up with some of their own. After a bit, Ghost said, “This isn’t for real, is it? I don’t want to do it any more.”

“Naw, just messing around…unless you want to,” Steve said, winking.

“Uh-uh, not me,” Ghost said.

“This place sure needs some good times, again,” Kinsey said. “Are all of you so busy you can’t find time to do a show, anymore?” He looked at Terry and Zach. “The regulars come in all the time, but the jukebox just isn’t the same.”

“Ah, you know how it is, Kinsey,” Terry said.

“The last  one was before Christmas, for crying out loud,” Kinsey said. “And, I’m talking Gumbo here…Ghost and Steve are going out to California to help Linda with her move back here. So, Gumbo…get busy…I’ll give ya two weeks.”

“Sure, Kinsey, we can do that…can’t we Terry?” Zach asked.

“Yeah, guess so. You figure it out, Dude, you’re good at that. Then, let me know what to practice,” Terry said.

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Next part coming soon!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Midnight – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 6

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Midnight – NaNoPoblano 2019 – Day # 6

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Here’s a poem I wrote  probably around 2013.

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Midnight

Midnight rides and ravens

History books and Poe

Camels sleep and gardens creep

At midnight

Don’t you know

photo of full moon & dark leaves 10/14/19

 

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Kindness – One Liner Wednesday

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Kindness – One Liner Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday – Essential

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Be kind to all pets.

 

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Photo is from my coloring page book. It shows a lady with short brown hair, and in a pink/purple shirt, holding a little black furry dog.

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Flower of the Day – Regular & X-Ray Lily

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Flower of the Day – Regular & X-Ray Lily

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First is the photo of a white lily & green leaves.

Then I tried a fun filter called X-Ray to get this image.

Interesting how it turned out. 🙂

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – November 6, 2019 – Dahlia

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