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I had always thought I stayed out of obligation.The farm seemed older than the land it was built on. The screech of the rusted hinges of the barn sounded just as natural to me as the crickets did in the field. If the question had ever been asked, I would have said that the wood of the barn had started rotting before the first nail was hammered in.Folks had always said we were lucky, a farm had everything you ever needed for a family to survive: a garden to sew for food, animals to harvest for meat, shelter from the worst of storms, and people to know and love you.I used to believe them, I used...
Caelan the Wulver: The Healer of Evermore
Caelan the Wulver was a quiet sort of fellow. One that didn’t want to be in anyone’s way or bother anyone, what he liked best was to read and memorize all sorts of lore. He was a skilled healer, and an amiable companion, though he didn’t talk very much. He watched from the sidelines more often than not, working to patch up those who had been hurt, only fighting in extremities, and his best friends, Eardwulf and Cullen, knew that his strength lay in support. Sometimes it was a lonely place, Caelan knew he was valued, he knew his friends loved him, but he fwww.onedoor.ccelt the length of their shadows, especi...
Dream of me
I. AwakeDo you know how to lucid dream?It's a skill, not a talent. The difference being, it's something you work on, not something you're born with. There are concrete actions you can take to practice, to train your brain and your subconscious into recognizing a dream state, and then take control.In a dream state, your brain seems to expand, to be limitless and all-powerful. There are certain, seemingly simple things that your brain does in a waking state, that it can't do while in a dream. It can't adjust luminosity. It can't read.These are loopholes, tools you can use to trigger...
Strange, Young, and Vaguely Inexplicable
What a strange, young, and vaguely inexplicable world. When she was born, the world stood that way, only it never did evolve into that completed puzzle most children can picture. Nothing, nothing ever, quite made sense. And everything, including her, remained strange, young, and vaguely inexplicable. Well, perhaps not the girl. She was peculiar, old-minded, and generally exhausting to figure out. Of course, nobody tried, for, in truth, nobody ever does. Despite that general knowledge, people like to pretend they will. However, she knew they wouldn't try and would bat her aside with half a wor...