An Irish Blessing ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ€

โ˜˜๏ธ๐ŸŒนAn Irish Blessing ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒนโ˜˜๏ธ

Happy St.Patrickโ€™s Day !
May the Lord โ€˜s Blessing keep you safe !
May his countenance shine upon you every second of the day
May his sonโ€™s healing hands lay upon you and โ€œcureโ€ you!
May those precious and gifted hands of yours always remain safe , warmed and loved !
May his arms surround you and hold you and strengthen you
May the Lordโ€™s wrath , smite those that betray and hurt you !
May the Lordโ€™s Grace be with you always ๐Ÿ€

From the Heart of the depths or Annapurina , the Diary of the Ancients , opened up , the words came out in a deep and darkened voice from the Red and Green , Peacock Poisoned Pen ๐Ÿ€โค๏ธ๐Ÿ€


An old fashioned Irish Blessing๐Ÿ€.

Just a hint of a mixed – Irish and Indian accent โ€ฆ the voice came and was heard within โ€ฆ.

And they heard it ,

You have been called home , the heart your mountain is calling you โ€ฆ..

Anna . โ€ฆ. purinaโ€ฆ..

Anna โ€ฆโ€ฆpurina โ€ฆ..

ANNAโ€ฆ. You ARE TO COME HOME !

The Inkwell swelled and swirled and grew and a small thin slit opening was formed โ€ฆ.both the Dark Lord Heston and his student were called and sucked through !

Yes , she was ready indeed !

The Prime and her teacher had been summoned home by the heart of the HEART of the HOME MOUNTAIN, herself ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ’‹

โ€œANNA โ€œ had called ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ’‹.


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