M Lavaty @M_Lavaty

But fire burns wood and melts gold just the same. I wanted to prove my strength, but instead, I confirmed the finite nature of all things, including myself. The only thing infinite in this world is my last dying breath.

She was told her whole life how #normal she was. She felt the truth, the comforting weight, upon her normal shoulders. Now, she placed her hands on his miniature chest. He gasped, as he took in his first breathe. Tiny screams filled the air. Everyone had been wrong. #vss365

Throwing his head back from time to time he would laugh, then sip on his glass of red. He chatted with colleagues and friends, musing about culture and politics. Athletic, in a runner sort of way. Pulled together, in a happy sort of way. The mask, hiding his inner #ghost. #vss365

The #darkness consumed her, creeping in from the edges and leaving singed scars along the way. Whispering secrets. Leaving her breathless and choking. It was in this empty place, she discovered a strength that can only be found when there is nothing left to lose. #vss365

She spanned infinitely across the void. Her essence sparking #millions of stars. Her vision transforming dust into worlds. Her strength coaxing planets into constellations. Her voice whispering the secrets of existence. She opened her eyes, stretched, and smiled. #vss365

Consummed, she exhaled, slumped her shoulders, and blew the candles out one by one. The energy was cast. It was too late to reconsider, and now she waited. The universe always had a way of beautifully #tangling before constructing itself. But that was the fun part. #vss365

My sweet child. I know it feels hopeless, but when your life #shatters, the future opens. The smaller the pieces, the more possibilities. It is up to you to rearrange, to create, and to sustain your fate. Be strong, like I've taught you. #vss365

The coven's chant grew louder, encouraging the growth of the flames, #violently flicking and snapping. To cast a spell of chaos, the women of Helix would need the strength of the crescent moon and the strength of each other. #vss365

One on her desk, another next to the leg of her bed, another up on the bookshelf. The #vases are filled to the brim with a symphony of colored petals. Deconstructed Irises, Violets, Columbines, Marigolds, Asters, and Daisys. #vss365

Bastian turned to his mom, pointed, and spoke, "I want a cookie." She dropped the spatula straight to the floor with the baked good still on it, sank to her knees, and wrapped her arms around her son. She had waited 5 years, 7 months, and 21 days to hear his #voice. #vss365

Kyla spat out her anger, aiming the sharp words at the center of Isaiah's chest until disappointment shook through her body. Overcome, her grief rolled off her tongue as if she were a #poet. A rhythmical rhapsody ending in a sob. #vss365

She dreams of that #second. The moment that she looked away. Locked in an eternal loop, her shallow breaths and tears wake her every night to the realization that the Earth is still shattered, and she is only floating in the remnants. #vss365

The coven created a circle, hands clasped, hoods up, #robes tied with twine. After an invocation and many Blessed Be's, they sat unveiling their faces and revealing their seemingly ordinary identities. Freckles, black hair, big hoops, brown eyes, curls, a crooked smile. #vss365

It was a comforting compulsion that she should #collect all the solitary petals. Bree couldn't stand to walk by and leave them to float, forsaken, away on the wind. Over the years her collection has grown, the harvest of flowers past concealing her secrets. #vss365

"Your vacation looks amazing, but what's with all these #keyholes?" "What?" "You know. Up and down pictures. It's like looking through a keyhole. A side by side sets the entire scene." #vss365

She shrugged, her lips slightly pursing, her eyebrows pinched over squinted eyes. Scarcely aware of her own #inhibitions, Jace saw them written all over her face. #vss365

Charged with adrenaline, she lifted her face skyward. Breath hitching, muscles, and limbs aching. Exalted, euphoric, #championed. She knew everything from here on out would be a comparison. She was addicted. #vss365

Many had discarded or even forgotten the old traditions. Not Seriyah. She clung to them. She knew every silver strand was a gift. That when she reached her “Sentient 60” #celebration each one would advance her power and strengthen her incantations and enchantments. #vss365

The small realization quickly burgeoned into an #epiphany. I got up and walked out the door. Breathing in my first tastes of existential determination and bliss, I never looked back. #vss365

She wrapped herself in a blanket, twisting and compressing, forcing the pressure tighter. Her tears crept out, then poured. It had been wonderful at first when she had switched to emoting. The chemicals rushing in! She silently begged for her heart to be #lame once more. #vss365