January 2012
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“Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.”
December 2011
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I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’ The sun said, ‘It hurts to...
November 2011
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October 2011
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September 2011
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August 2011
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July 2011
13 posts
This world is but a canvas to our imagination.
The dream is a little hidden door in the innermost and most secret recesses of...
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Words are our most inexhaustible source of magic.
– Albus Dumbledore
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June 2011
3 posts
I read so I can live more than one life in more than one place.
May 2011
7 posts
Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space.
April 2011
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Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye.
The Secret of Ivaldin
In the not so distant past a wanderer from Avosia went to Ivaldin, as a scout. He found nothing but a brown and black area of sand and rocks. What he was shocked to find was that when the rocks became wet they began to float. Never before had the idea of flight been introduced to the people of the world. So the world battles over who gets the flight, who doesn’t.
Sun me the moon, empty the skies out.
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.