BOOK V by Roshandra

Book V

Roshandra Micael Simone’

all rights reserved to original owner and may not be copied …owned by Roshandra M Simon   booksbyroshandra@gmail.com

I always see the remedy in pain. I see the subtle gift and fidelity in angry quarrels and betrayals.
When I look down, I don't see the earth. And when i look up, I don't see the valut of the sky.
Whatever I glance at, I see YOU.
~ Rumi ~   

ARTIST Csaba Markus Original art http://www.csabamarkus.com/csabamarkus/Welcome.html

my main character is Botticelli's Venus on a Half  Shell...

Her 'innocence' he saw from the moment she walked into the room.   On the 'arm of her father', she was the only one not wearing a mask.  Her hair was loose in tendrals of auburn sun and light, a cascade of beauty around her face and form.  
He could not 'breathe' when his eyes beheld her.
Kismet happens all the time if only we 'show up' and see what has entered our Lives.
She walked towards him unknowing her love was standing there waiting for her.
"Breathe, he told himself, just breathe."

Book V  by Roshandra

Lovers across time and history and the stars 

allr rights reserved and owned by Roshandra 

and some Music Jason Charles Rogers is producing for the Project...
thank you Jason and ZILLO Records
http://soundcloud.com/jason-charles-rogers/oregon-coast-sketch

The Entrance to his Uncle's Mansion was with this Theme of the SWANS
Love was waiting to be found and met that Night.
He carried his mask as his entrance to the Evening but she too carried her mask.
Neither of them wore their Swan masks.
The doors opened to their Hearts and this Love...

The SARABANDE' for Chapter One

The Kiss

Music from AZUL ...Cal Howard and his Deviant Art
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=424580764263006'

Alleandrea's Immortal Soul

Book V  

   Alleandrea’s Night of Her Soul  

by R.M.Simone’

Alleandrea

She was a mixture of her ‘past’ and another time and the journey her soul took her on into the depths of the darkness and then returning her to the light.  Within her ‘blood’ was the secret and the fact she was an immortal too.  He awaited her return to incarnation but he did not expect how she had changed.  She was different and filled with the wonder of this gift.  To his surprise once they ‘met’ again he was going to find that she was both sides of the same Coin.  The music played on, “Breathe, he told himself as he walked up to her to dance once again with her. Around them where all the previous past life players and a cast within their own lives but it was Now in this time. As he held out his hand to her and she smiled looking up into his eyes she responded. His hand went to that familiar small of her back where his hand had always fit perfectly.  The dancers around them began to spin and twirl and the waltz was playing. The 'Sarabande' flooding their senses and his mind  engaged into the music.  A doorway into the other time opened and both this moment and the past merged. Customs of the Masquerade with beautiful Venetian Gold Swan masks on all of the dancers moved around them as he held this gift in his arms again.  On a lake of midnight blue water they danced but this time her being an immortal brought him into his fullness of his own Being.

In his Bed and in His Heart     

 https://soundcloud.com/azulmusic-1  SARABANDE

artist Csaba Markus http://www.csabamarkus.com/csabamarkus/Welcome.html

.    'Breathe, he told himself Just Breathe'
all rights reserved and owned by roshandra mitchell simon booksbyroshandra@gmail.com 
February 2, 2012

Her family home was filled with Renaissance beauty and art of another time and world. 

He walked into the foyer of her home and was taken back to another time and her. 

He looked up the staircase and imagined how often she walked up and down this stairway. For him stairs were transitions from the past to his thoughts and always his signature was a spiral staircase. Now he stood at the foot of this one and his heart beating waiting for her to descend and not able to Breathe'.  How it all had changed and merged and yet it was not written yet and he was in his own story and dream and love again. 

Everything about this moment was etched into his mind and upon his Heart.  

He waited and smiled.  His Heart in his hand and with Love. 

Book V