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What do I suspect? What do I know?
I know many souls feel detached, hopeless, and alone. I suspect the world needs more pictures and fewer words now. I know that Art has answers just like folks have tales of their own. I know that love is purpose. It starts with asking how. I suspect that anything honest will invoke enemies of its… Continue reading What do I suspect? What do I know?
Mora’s Wood
The first time she killed something, it hurt. A single ax isa tool of reckoning. She was to small to handle it but the fire was hungry and she was alone. Her tiny hands gripped the beast. She swung the weapon hard. Over and over again. Dizzy and defeated, Mora fell to the ground in… Continue reading Mora’s Wood
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