Posted in Prompts, Writing

The Air of Silence


I felt its entrance into the atmosphere. A buzzing soundlessness filled my ears and I stood very still, tilting my head to interpret the change in the air.

I lifted my eyes to the foggy heavens where the sun was hidden beneath the clouds. Everything was an orange-gray haze, and the skies were daringly empty; not a single bird flew.

But there it was: a hot air balloon drifting towards the earth. Its silent dominance filled the air as even time itself began to freeze. The moment stood still as a tingling wave of longing, anticipation, and fatigue swept over me.

“Finally,” I whispered to the contraption in the sky. “I’ve waited long enough.”


-Charlotte Emelia

Posted in Prompts, Writing

Daily Prompt: Pillage

via Daily Prompt: Pillage

The black stallion thudded to a stop. The man swung his metal boot over the horse and jumped to the ground. He pulled out his thick, double sided blade from its sheath and studied the village.

Everything was on fire. Houses erupted in flames and collapsed, wagons and carts were burned to ashes, and soot covered everything. Women and children screamed and cried over their loved ones who were caught in the crossfire. Men with dented helmets and dull breastplates, many of whom were injured, stood guard around the outskirts of the village, protecting whatever was left of their homes.

A few of these men stood in awe of the man who just arrived. None tried to stop him as he passed through the destroyed gate leading to the ruins of the village. His eyes lay on a boy, aged 12 or 13 lying on the street. “Boy,” his low voice rumbled. “What happened here?”

“Them monsters.” The boy said, clutching his bleeding arm. “Trolls, goblins, and wolves too. They pillaged and burned everything, they took all our gold and treasure.”

The man slowly pulled his sword back into its sheath and looked around with his aged eyes. He grunted. “Where’s Analla?”

The boy was silent.

“Boy, answer me.” The man said, grunting again. “Where’s my daughter?”

The young boy lifted his dirt-streaked face. He turned towards the forest behind the smoke-filled houses. “Them monsters,” He coughed. “They took her too.”

Posted in Poems, Writing

It’s been a while…

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It’s been a while, my friends

Friends who read my posts

Posts that are random and silly

Silly of me to stay away

Away from Out of Thin Air

Air that is cold out here

Here where snowflakes are falling

Falling for you, that’s what I do

Do have fun this week

Weak from all the pie

Pie that’s tasty and sweet

Sweet like my readers

Readers like you

-Charlotte Emelia

Posted in Life, Writing

Get In The Christmas Spirit

December is a time of family, service, and love. It’s the time when the first delicate snowflakes fall to the ground and lights twinkle throughout the city. It’s devoted to celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ, although cookies and presents are of course a plus. It’s Christmas!


So allow me to pop the question that’s on my mind… are you in the Christmas Spirit?

I get it, this time of year is pretty stressful; not gonna lie. However, the Christmas season only comes once every year. What are you focused on? School? Work? Presents?

No. Christmas is about one thing: Christ. If you truly want to get something special this year, focus on him. Focus on the things he stands for: service,  kindness, and love.

But again, this can be challenging; how and when are we supposed to “get” in the Christmas Spirit? Here are some ideas:

Engage in Service

Christ helped others and so can we. Spread the Christmas Spirit by volunteering, giving donations, or loving/caring for someone. There is no denying that warm feeling that enters your heart when you are looking outward and helping others. It’s powerful to see that sincere look of gratitude on someone else’s face especially when a small moment of happiness appears on yours.


Find a way to help out in your community. There are many ways to do service, even if it is in your own home.

Light the World

Service is the biggest way to bring the Christmas Spirit into your life, but there are all kinds of service you ca do. The Church of Latter Saints created a program that is 100% devoted to bringing the Spirit of Christmas to your life. If you visit you can click on the Light the World link on the front page that gives you a calendar, giving 25 ways of service in 25 days. Each day has a different way to “light the world” in honor of Christ’s birth and gives lots of ways to help out. For instance: the main theme for the 7th is to feed the hungry, the 8th is to pray for others, and so on.

This is a great way to actively engage in doing something good this season. Feel free to check it out and share with friends and family!

Go Out and Rejoice

One of the best parts of Christmas is the mutual love in the air. There are so many social aspects of growing together as communities, neighborhoods, and families. Try to attend a few Christmas parties or events that are going on this month in order to connect with others and share Christ’s love.

Also, Christmas music is powerful in the season. Many choirs are out and about singing at churches, schools, and other venues. Use this outlet and participate in supporting music that brings the Christmas Spirit and joy. Go caroling too!


Whether or not you follow my list, go out and be part of this wonderful season. Christ is the light of our world, and we should celebrate Him. Go do service, love others, and connect with those around you because during an age where the commercial aspect of Christmas grows larger and larger each year, it is up to us to discover the real meaning of Christmas. And the best way to do that is to follow His example and serve.

-Charlotte Emelia

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The Light

And far away the shadows linger,

Nightmares swirl with rushing power.

Monsters roam with tainted fingers;

With ghastly crime, the evil towers.

And on the battlefield, the soldiers cower.


But in the midst stands one defender,

In the ocean of filth, he stands with might.

Pure and brave, he’s no pretender;

With a heavy heart, he joins the fight.

And fervidly he brings back the light.


-Charlotte Emelia