

Binding Light S2 Ch1The clamor of voices competing with one another echoed off the stone walls of the council room, angry words mingling together. Simeon stared down at the polished oak of the table, his fists clenched in his lap. These people! The obligatory period of mourning had ended just before the council meeting, and already true colors were showing. Sovereign Master Kade had passed away the week before, and, being the stupidly optimistic man that he was, had not chosen an heir. Simeon shook his head slowly and resisted the childish urge to clap his hands over his ears.Binding Light S2 Ch1
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Golden PearMariella wandered down the gravel road, thin fingers holding her camera gently. Occasionally she would stop, gingerly remove the lens cap, and set her eye to the viewfinder, holding her breath as she clicked away. Satisfied, she would continue on her journey. Shed left the dingy hotel at sunrise, shortly after downing a bowl of grits, heaped with plenty of brown sugar. The droopy-eyed waitress seemed surprised that she was awake so early, but had neatly wrapped the sandwiches the girl requested, tucking them into a brown paper bag along with a cookie and bottle of water. Mariella tGolden Pear


Binding Light S1 Ch2Honey, finish your food, you dont want to waste it. The little girl pouted and pushed her oatmeal around the bowl with her spoon, wrinkling her nose. Her dad walked over and gave her a kiss on the forehead. If you finish, well go out later to wherever you like. Her eyes lit up. Really? Even in the snow? Even in the snow. Marienne stopped scrubbing the dishes, turning her head to give her husband a stern look. He smiled and winked at her. Maybe Mommy will come too, eh? TheBinding Light S1 Ch2


Binding Light S1 Ch 1The entire village was cloaked in gray, the sunlight shut out behind angry looking clouds. A thick layer of snow crusted the earth, weighing down the roofs on shabby looking huts. Not a sound was to be heard, nothing except the wind whistling around corners, occasional footsteps, the creak of a chair or mattress. A Seer had come to town in the dead of night a week ago. A grizzled old woman, weighed down by amulets and strange herbs. She had taken refuge from the bitter wind, gladly accepting the invitation to dine at an inn. The next morning, the townsfolk muttereBinding Light S1 Ch 1
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Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved.
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A haiku a day keeps the voices away.
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Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved.
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Hope you like it. ^_^
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Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved.
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A haiku a day keeps the voices away.
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Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved.
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A haiku a day keeps the voices away.
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Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved.
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Glad you like it!
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A haiku a day keeps the voices away.
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