There were flowers in her hair and ice in her veins. The frailty and delicacy, her pretty pink lips and rosy cheeks, all a façade. Her ribs, a steel cage, bound tightly her wild heart that seeped darkness, the blood that would pour from her fingertips pricked by thorns, reeked of cloying sweetness. The apple of her mother’s eyes, always ripe for the picking, high hanging fruit filled with temptation. Her beauty was her curse, her naivety her downfall. With thunderous hooves and the…
Crown of Thorns, Christ Plant, Christ Thorn (Euphorbia millii) Native to Madagascar it is suspected that the species was introduced to the Middle East in ancient times, and legend associates it with the crown of thorns worn by Christ.
#8 <3 "The paramedics will be here soon. It seems you bumped your head badly during your collission with the guard rail." Zavier replied as he gently applied a soft cloth to the wound on Merrick's forehead. "It was no guardrail I hit, I saw a man, a god or maybe an angel ... I don't know but he appeared from nowhere." Josh replied, wincing as Zavier applied pressure to the wound. "Shush now, the EMT's are here." Zavier said softly, as he helped Merrick to stand. <3 Picture Heaven
Mrs. Lynn Colvin from Christian Fellowship Church in Harlingen, Texas brings us this super clean look for Easter. This Easter stage design was inspired by an earlier post, Surrounded By Thorns. For their Easter set decor they wanted to celebrate
Roses are special it was our flower. You used to call me Rose because you said I was beautiful and elegant but sometimes had thorns....I loved you with my entire heart and yet you left me...I don't even know where you are anymore and maybe that's better but I still miss you and I can't help but to plant roses each year and remember you