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Hear ye, Hear ye! All lads and lasses, some words come fast, others like molasses. Something which always fills me with zest, has burst...

Somewhere between reality and fantasy lies the hard truth about feudal vassalage. Contingency should have no place among the vicissitudes...

I miss my father terribly. Dear Dad, It’s been less than a year since you’ve left us. Almost a year, and it still feels like yesterday....

She is the closest I've considered to be everything. Each part of her, each petal colored differently than the next, shaped unlike every...