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Dear son,
When you read these words - and it is my hope that you find enough forgiveness in your heart to take a moment and read them - I will be gone never to return. Had times been any different, we would have been a family and I could have taught you much that you will require to learn in the not so distant future. Had our world been safer, I would have been home to see you grow and be the mate your mother always deserved but, as even the remotest of contact with me would have meant the greatest of dangers for your mother and you, that was not to be.
You are you
by ~UnabridgedWritings
A Typical BreakfastLittle hands pry the kitchen drawer open and clasp victoriously around a cereal bowl.A Typical Breakfast
"Fust!" A young boy exclaims, pleased with himself as he toddles over to the kitchen table with his treasure in hand. "Yes, we're going to have breakfast, Sweetie. Hold on, Cathy's making the toasts. Now, put the bowl on the table, please." "Cathy!?" The oldest calls from his room. "You didn't forget to butter mine, before you put the jam, right?" "Look, Adam, I'm your nanny, not your slave… Just get yourself ready and we'll see about that toast when you're down here." The Nanny answers with a sigh. "Ceral Mama." The
by ~UnabridgedWritings
Just Before The Dawn Just Before The DawnJust Before The Dawn
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"Keep at it!" The Sorceress urged, her blade parrying her student's with effortless ease. "I can't…" The child moaned, lowering her sword and setting her lips into a pout. "Can't?" The Master asked curtly, her keen eyes fixed on hers. "Or won't?"
The young student shifted uneasily back on her right foot and stared at the ground, her face both tense and rebellious, but said nothing. She couldn't blame her, really, after what she'd been through, but Tahira had to make something out of her and all sh
by ~UnabridgedWritings
Turn your Inner Spirit onToday, I see the world with different eyes. It happened quite suddenly… I was sitting under an ancient oak tree, nibbling moodily on a chunk of chocolate and pondering the many recent frustrations in my life, when something nudged me. There was a flash of green light in my mind, almost like lightning speeding through but feeling ethereal, and the oak spoke to me…Turn your Inner Spirit on
Now, I know what you are all going to say… I can easily picture half of you laughing hysterically while the other half is shaking their heads in dismay and pointing out that trees don't talk and that I ought to have my mind checked. So, before you all star
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