The Ember Lights

 Dear Firelight Wanderers Just wanted to say I hope that everyone has a great as possible festive period, the pandemic seems like its never ending but don't let it take from the love from friends and family and the festive cheer that comes with it. So from me at The Ember Lights Camp Fire I want to say have a Merry Christmas or a Happy Winter Holiday and let's hope the New Year brings some better positivity.

PART ONE: The Devil’s Mirror   “DESTRUCTION COMETH; AND THEY SHALL SEEK PEACE, AND THERE SHALL BE NONE” Ezekiel 7:25-27   Halcyon Base Serbia MFD Team Members - Karl Walker: Team Leader             - Alice Neeman: Pilot and Engineer - Brian Carson: Combat Tactician   - Ishiro Takarada: Combat / Science - Katherine Petrov: Tech Expert      - Klaus Emmerich: Physicist   Rain fell heavily as a blanket of moody grey clouds covered the vast mountain ranges in the wilderness of Eastern Serbia. One of the MFD’s tilt rotor helicopters shuddered against the winds but Neeman and her co-pilot a young woman named Maria Valkova had it under control she looked back into the passenger bay “We’re almost there so we won’t have to deal with this weather for much longer” Walker shot her a thumbs up, she turned back at looked to Valkova who responded “Wherever it is that we are actually going to” Neeman faced the rain “You can say that again” they continued handling the controls to ease the flight. In the

 Hey Firelight Wanderers It's been a while since I've posted on this blog, I've been keeping up with some activity on The Ember Lights twitter but the reason behind this long, very long break was that I went through an emotional moment were my motivation to write pretty much stopped. Over the lockdown I thought to myself that I have been pushing myself too far, when I released some of my stories in such short timeframes because I did them in bulk before creating The Ember Lights and I was worried about losing that momentum. So I forced myself to try and put a new story every month or so and it became too much when I ended up with no new ideas and a set deadline. Other things occurred with this blog were I was getting moments thinking what the hell is the point of carry on with all this, I won't go into the details of what caused me to feel this way but it has come up a few times since starting this blog were I've felt worthless, I even now years later still can'

MFD Team Members - Natasha Reynolds: Biologist/Ecologist - Akhila Khatri: Military (Indian Armed Forces) Devarukhkar Favela Rurshan, India Stretching far across the area it was a sea of hand built homes and stalls, corrugated metal and dirt, the town was a massive community of those sadly unable to afford even the less finer luxuries but that still didn’t take away the spirit of the community, everyone was willing to help each other in need and they never felt any poorer for it. Natasha sat in the back of the red jeep as it wound its way through the dirt roads heading towards the favela, she looked at the survey data on her laptop over the past week the area had begun suffering from unusual seismic activity any unusual activity like this was something that the MFD was always eager to investigate in hope that no creatures were involved. Natasha swept the sweat from her brow and retied her hair back into a pony tail to help keep in from getting in her face despite the setting