“Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be, for my unconquerable soul”. – William Ernest Henley – Invictus
“At Christmas, all roads lead home”. – Marjorie Holmes
The specter came upon them that Christmas morn, dressed as the ancient, her eyes weary and worn. And it was when each looked to see, they saw only the reflection of themselves set free. And each favored lady took it to mind, what did it mean, to know the beginning of time. So, they all gathered where all ladies wait, in the main quarters of their mysterious estate. For something had happened, that they needed to know, what was their bloodline, and from where did it flow.
The needles of pine stopped falling precisely, the minute the clock in the great hallway rang one. The darkened hearth came too so suddenly, as if awakened by some ethereally song. The aroma of secrets of soft cloth and bedding, the richness of kisses, and spells done till dawn. The veil is closing, from those so blinded. For centuries, they thirsted, for now what is won. Come dresses of linen of silk, on rose skin scented, the candles are burning, so tapered so thin. The snowflakes fall, from windows in heaven. Tongues twist to catch them to mix with hot gin. The tale the sum, the time of investment, the thousand years must stretch to no end. Time is sewn into gowns and vestments. The Invictus has come and the coven is ready for the tale to spin.
“Gather this midnight; come near my mind”, whispers sweet Mina, she whispers in rhyme, “Come ladies of mine”.
I will tell you a story, with night as its start, a legend, a secret, held deep in my heart. A dream of a talon that scratched a skin bare, in December’s wonder, a woman so faire. She bled only one drop of blood in the snow, and from it rose daemons, in beauty they glowed. What came out of Streoneshalh, from that ancient day, the birth of a witch from an Abbess that strayed? Upon such ground so formed by the ice, came manners of beings that conjure by night. And here by a summons of that woman so faire, rose a loft manor, the rooms of our lair. Oh, dreamers dream dreams, sweet ladies you are melding, dancing in spirit, your hearts all aglow. I beg you by name; bring forth the “Invictus”, come winter spirit, and in Whitby unfold.
By term, they arise, to dance in the essence, of the forboden. Past particle present, of where they began. In twos and threes, they summon the abbess, spirit that is chambered immortal within. Amazing grace, the music is playing, the manor shakes so warm from within, the half-moon falls from its place in the heavens, sweet witches pleasured by familiars of sin.
Words with no sound they come from sweet Mina, with names and stories from what has been.
The half-moon strikes the ruins of the abbey; the snow on its arches highlights shadows from in. Deep underground lies an ocean of spirits, minus one abbess who has risen again. Across winter skies comes a dark dragon, a flying red leviathan from before time began. An icy gale moves throughout Lucy’s garden, breeching dead petals, and hedgerows thick limbs. Inside the manor the festive are dancing, the ball of the “Invictus” begins! Gather your hearts, and feast from this table, the call from dead fables spins round again. Each witch’s soul has been searched by an angel, that which is ever is planted within.
“It’s the beginning,” thinks Mina, as lights cross the sky. The embers reflected like sparks in her eyes. “The beginning of ever, beyond never end”!
A very happy holiday to all and a special kiss under the mistletoe for my Whitby Ladies, Lucy, Mina, Madison Poe, Elisheba, Resa, Carlotta and Evangeline, you have certainly made the year interesting. – 12.24.2017 – דָּנִיֵּאל
A Whitby Ladies Holiday special, done so well Daniel! I love it! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Hi Heather, thank you very much. I hope your Holiday time was a peaceful pleasant one. I am currently thinking about the Whitby Ladies and what they should become in 2018.
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Daniel, Happy New Year, and I have plenty of thoughts on the Whitby Ladies for the coming year. First, I want to be one. JK, 😉 I am looking forward to what direction you decide to take them. ❤
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Maybe new characters, but probably more the development of a story line for the coming year.
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Daniel that would be fantastic, I would love to see what you could do with these characters in a book. A best seller I am sure!!! 😉
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Beautifully gothically written. I am spellbound!
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Thank you Delilah, spellbound is a great place to be during the holiday season. Happy you enjoyed the piece.
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Your welcome, looking forward to your next year projects. Happy New Year. 🙂
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❤ this, and all "The Whitby Ladies"!
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Hi Finz, thank you very much, very happy you like the ladies.
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Your welcome, hoping to have time the rest of my holiday to read up more on them.
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Merry Christmas Daniel, this is well written and rather spooky, a great Charles Dickens kind of spell for snow and the Holiday. 🙂
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Thank you Ariel, Dickens is a particular favorite of mine, so I appreciate the comparison. His tales to me always had a melancholy darkness to them. Happy Holidays to you.
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Hi Daniel, I too have always loved Dickens, and would agree his writings always had a dark twist to them, a favorite of mine “Bleak House”. I have think you write with a certain Dickens darkness.
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That is a wonderful compliment. Probably not deserved but I will take it anyway. 🙂
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😉 you should!
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Wow, spooky and yet I feel like celebrating, this is great writing!
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Thank you Traci, happy you liked this.
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you are welcome
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Fascinating, lovely writing, I had to go back and read all the Whitby Ladies and then I got it. ❤ You have quite a nack!
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Thank you Jen, I like you went back and read all of them. I fear sometimes when I’m just off on a piece like the above, people will be like what the heck is he writing about?
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The interesting part of your writing is what is missing, to me it allows my mind to think and find the story, to use my imagination to fill in the visuals, as I said before you have a nack.
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Daniel, this actually gave me chills, there is so much going on here, a story within a story. You really have a gift. ❤
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Hi Erin, thank you once again for reading and your kind words and compliment. I am happy you found the story within. That is what I strive to do is place that story which has the deepest meaning there for the subconscious.
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Dear Daniel, you play with words and I like that. The best part for me is when I can find that word that has three or four meanings, and try to match it with the author’s intent. I like to think I do that with much of what you write. Happy New Year. Erin
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I adore the mood you have created with these stories Daniel. The Gothic setting is ripe with sensuality and witchcraft, and in this tale a little bit of history, and holiday fare as well.
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Thank you Taria, all of the above you mentioned go hand in hand with the ladies, and I suppose they are meant to have the holiday fare you mentioned all year long. Thank you once again for your insightful comment.
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You write like a Christmas phantom on fire. Something about this Whitby tale, tells me there is more coming. Happy Holidays dear Daniel to you and yours. ❤
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Thank you Gwen, I really appreciate your kind complimentary words. Yes, there is more coming. Happy Holidays to you and yours as well.
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Daniel, I can hardly wait, and you’re welcome! ❤
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Strong women, and a beautiful mystical tale. I loved this. Happy Holidays Daniel.
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Thank you Destiny, strong women indeed, with many mystical arts. I appreciate your kind comment.
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I am hoping for even more characters, I would like to see these special women to take over the isle of England. 0)
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Me too! 😈
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Ah the lovely Whitby women are back strutting their uh assets and giving us all cheer. Well done as always Daniel. Merry Xmas.
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Hi Steve, I like the way you put that. Merry Xmas to you.
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Your welcome Daniel, keep up the great work! 🙂
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Beautifully wicked Daniel!
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Thank you Tatiana, the beautiful and the wicked shall inherit this earth or at least this story arc.
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Daniel, I read the latest edition to the whitby ladies on Christmas Eve and once again I was spell bound by your gift to write magic. A wonderful edition to the Whitby collection. ❤ Ruby
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Hi Ruby, I hope you had a great Christmas. Thank you once again for reading and commenting on my writing. I always appreciate it. The Whitby Ladies have quickly become my favorite, my adult version of the Hardy Boys I suppose.
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Oh Daniel, I can tell, the Whitby Ladies shine through with your boyhood curiosity, and charm. They truly are a mixture of adventure, and mystery. Happy New Year to you and your sweet family. Ruby ❤ ❤ ❤
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Once again you have transformed a new myth into a magical reality. My favorite line. “The half-moon strikes the ruins of the abbey; the snow on its arches highlights shadows from in. Deep underground lies an ocean of spirits, minus one abbess who has risen again.”
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Hi Elizabeth, Thank you, for picking out a favorite line. The mystery of the still standing Abbey amazes me. We build a structure in America and it falls with a matter of a decade sometimes. Those stones can stand for a thousand years and endure both spiritual and manmade bombardment. Intriguing to me.
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I liked this Daniel, it was mysterious a little spooky and yet had just the right amount of holiday feel to it. 🙂
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Hi Abigail, Thank you, I am thrilled you liked it. To me the Holidays should always have a little Goth and spookiness to them. 😉
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Daniel, I could not agree more. In a classical mode, the holidays were always about Yule fires, spirits, and ghost. You have written them proud.
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Smashing great read, glad you are continuing this series on,
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Thank you Carmel, I appreciate you saying that, and also for reading my stuff as well.
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You are more than welcome, where you get your ideas from I will never know, but each is worth its weight in entertainment for the reader.
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Merry Christmas Daniel, this was a truly enjoyable read.
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Hi Ginger, thank you very much. I really appreciate you reading and commenting.
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Some of my favorite ladies in the whole wide world. 😉 The best present I opened today my friend.
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Ha, well Mr. Bartholamez, the ladies do appreciate your attention, and are hoping you might stop by sometime. Thank you my friend for your continued reading and support of my words. 😉
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Daniel it’s never an imposition to read your works of art, furthermore you can inform the ladies I will be more than happy to visit at their leisure. 😉
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Pure magical writing in it’s best form always gives me shivers, and this gave me shivers, Well done.
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Hi Tabitha, I appreciate your comment. I always am sure of a job well done when I can line of shivers for you.
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“Wicked chuckle” you are right! 😉
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Love love loved the Invictus. A great way to end the year for the “Whitby Ladies”. Happy Holidays Daniel. ❤
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Thank you very much Summer, very happy you enjoyed this. Happy Holidays to you.
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Dreamy and full of great Gothic Holiday themes. I enjoyed every word. Happy holidays to you and yours Daniel.
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Hi Dawn, Thank you so much. To me Christmas or the holidays is not right unless it has a little Goth!
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You are right, I love the themes that incorporate a little heaviness, mixes well with cheer.
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I love this, Daniel! So, I’m logging out of GLaM. Then I can come back as Resa in my Whitby Lady gown, a proper comment to make!
Poems come, Poems go, But only Whitby Ladies, Melt the snow.
xo
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Hello my Lady Resa, I was hoping you would approve, and yes you are right, the ladies and all their charm and charms, melt even the most frozen tundra. I am thinking about a possible 2018 manuscript for them, but first Frank and Joe Hardy have a mystery they have been waiting to solve, and then maybe. Happy New Year dear friend. 🙂
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What a unique author you are. So happy I found you, and your Whitby Ladies are incredible. ❤ I am so looking forward to these adventures.
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Hi Chelsie, welcome to my blog. I am thrilled you like what you have found, and that you enjoyed the Whitby ladies. More to come I promise. Thank you for commenting.
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Took me all night to change my dress! Daniel, there’s nothing like a great party, and I am so honored to be an eternal guest!
I look forward to all and anything you do with the Whitby Ladies. I’m also looking forward to the next Hardy Boys.
I do owe you an email, now! 😀😀
Happy New Year to you, all you love, and especially Susan, who awaits a Whitby Gown for her induction! ⭐️⭐️⭐️
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How wonderful! 😉 You are stunning in your dress, magical and almost translucent. The wonderful world of the Whitby Ladies, where all is built around goodwill, and just having a good time. 🙂 I look forward to your email, and Susan with her radiance will be a fine addition. Happy New Year my friend. 🙂
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I see the lovely Resa is here as a lady in the place where the half moon wanders and the version of that wonderfully gothic carol of the bells is played to perfection too. Oh, for a crumb from this table.
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Thank you for your wonderful comment. You really shall have more than a crumb I think. May be have a role of your own. 🙂
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OOHH…Like that. Also I went and got the music for this version of the Carol of the Bells. For many years when we lived on the other side of the river I ran a music and drama biz and I still have a tattered remnant of that biz. I could have had a new one here, I turned it down. I thought quit while you’re ahead. Anyway I know exactly the tattered remnant pupil now 17 I am now off to email this morning and say get that copy. I know he will love it. It is right up his street to play. And I know he loves that carol. So thank you for the brilliant share. I have already started playing it.
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Wow you are living an interesting life, how cool. I would love to hear more about your experiences in the music and drama biz, and probably need to read through a couple of interview with you to see if you have described that past. I am happy you liked the music, I listen to it occasionally throughout the year. I think it sparks creativity. 🙂
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