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So the Story Goes

Two-Faced Views

Taijitu

Into the River

So the Story Goes

"Are you coming tonight?"Lys looked up to see Thea's round, smiling face poking in through her tent's flap. "No, I think I'll just stay here. Have a quiet night in, you know."The smile disappeared. "What? I mean, I know I asked, but I was kidding! I didn't think you really wouldn't go."Lys gave her dearest friend a quizzical look. "Why are you so surprised? I've been talking about this for ages.""Well, yes, but it's one thing to talk, and another, much huger thing to just not go to the ritual we've been preparing for our whole lives! And besides, you know I don't understand all that stuff abo...Wftone door

Two-Faced Views

Run, run, run. Every wheezing breath and burning muscles aided me with swinging arms and legs going back and forth at such a speed I almost felt like I was hovering on the grassy frown with naturally silent steps instead of running on it.The ever-looming presence of that—that creature felt hot on my heels, darkness jumping from midnight-covered trees to trees.Outside my own accord, I glance back, my vision momentarily blocked by my whitetail seemingly grey in the night before switching to reveal a silver tip that looked like it was suggesting closer and closer—And arrow.I duck, so quickly that...Wftone door

Taijitu

The friendship was exceedingly rare, one in a billion. The two least likely people, set to be sworn enemies had allied with each other: Griffin the Straightforward and Lucas the Mighty. They were raised in different townships. Though he was known by the epithet "Straightforward," Griffin's hometown of Magnus was unremarkable. It was already a well-known breeding ground for the highly educated. Polymaths, alchemists, inventors, philosophers; www.onedoor.ccgreat minds congregate in the township for its namesake Magnus the Brilliant was alleged to have had the township built nestled strategically betwixt a mou...Wftone door

Into the River

He sits on the ground at the top of the cliff above the whispering river waiting for the moon to show itself and the moment to arrive. When he sat here with her, the moon was full. Last night, two weeks since then, it was at a waning crescent and barely visible. He has told himself he will sit here every night of the moon cycle, of endless moon cycles, until he gets his wish.He looks into the fire he lights every evening and sees her face. Wild hair framing bright eyes and a wide smile. Her lips move as if she’s talking and he can see that she’s trying to tell him something, but he can’t hear...Wftone door