Her soulless, mindless soulmate lay, and sometimes sat, in their quiet bedroom. She went about her duties to society, her husband, and herself. Waiting--hoping for a traveler or wizard to come along with the answer to help her. Time passed and bit by bit each of her neighborhood peers finally put their Lost Ones… Continue reading Instagram Story Part 2
Author: N. K. Valek
Instagram Story part 1
After the magic war, a notice went out that too many of the soldiers' souls had been lost and no search party would be organized to retrieve them. She sat beside her husband, his mind numb and body hardly alive. It was hard, one mind keeping two bodies alive, but her situation wasn't special in… Continue reading Instagram Story part 1
Update, June 18, 2018
After a really rough month of various trials, I am finally done moving out!
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Stained Glass
You are the stained glass window between clear and broken. Accept it. You’re flawed. You say the wrong thing sometimes. You don’t keep up with the expectations of others—heck, you can’t even keep up with your own expectations! The basics to human survival...
