Plains of possibility stretch into infinity windswept, forelorn, beneath a tawny sky. Stone pillars break the monotony; carved faces stare with blind eyes. One of them reminds me of someone I used to be. Another shows me a face I've yet to wear. I pause between extremes. am I cresting an entropic wave or drawn by chains of destiny. Part of me wonders if it matters. the rest of me insists that it must or what's the point of having dreams.
..indeed our dreams have a point..they are our greatest teachers..it is such a pity that so many do not take note.
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A prequel to "The Dragon and The Rose" Part 1 "The Turning Point" and Part 2 "The Confrontation". "Come the Realms of Winter" will take you to the time when the complex tangle of relationships in the Royal House of Calmora were forged during a civi
Danielle enters a baking contest that the Rainbow Dream Trains are hosting to impress a small UN counsel that is coming to the Castle of Imagination. But things quickly go wrong, for a very dark reason.
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