Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
~ by Laura Cynthia Chambers “Hear that?” Grace whispered, her voice hushed with wonder. A soft clunking and rustling sound traveled on the breeze. “I used to fall asleep to that sound.” Albix sighed. “It’s…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers “…so I drew out my phaser and fired! Phshhhhh-pow! And that creature was history!” Kevin Riley mimicked shooting a weapon, then threw his hands up in the air. “Anyways, it’s…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers Grace wandered over to the buffet table, looking over at Albix as she selected from a wide variety of foods. Instead of the casual clothes he had worn on the…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers Grace walked down the hallway, a look of concern on her face. She passed by several crew members, including two security officers who looked up once as she hurried by…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers A very nervous Albix paced back and forth on the bridge like a caged lion. He looked much better otherwise, now clean shaven and dressed in a dark gray sweater…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers Grace Berlin sat in a metal chair next to the unconscious man’s bedside. He had been cleaned up and dressed in a blue sleeveless hospital robe. A medical display screen…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers A young redheaded woman in a red uniform stood by the captain’s chair as Kirk looked over the clipboard, nodding as he signing it. He handed it back to her…
~ By Laura Cynthia Chambers “What do you think?” Lieutenant Riley picked up the intricately weaved emerald green basket from the market stall and plopped it down on his head. He gazed dreamily at his…
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