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Story Weaver | Registered: October 29, 2020 11:29:21 PM

Watch

 The large caribou stood between the clearing, as the wind coiled around her form. A forked path stood before her, each offering its own delight and demise. To the right laid a cleared path, the soft white light of the moon cascaded upon the shiny cobblestone path. To the left laid a path of growth, nature had taken back what had been stolen from her years ago. The moon seemed consumed within this path, branches arched draped in moss that echoed the haunting nature.  It was but a prefect display of a decision, a decision that we must all face at one moment or another. However, for herself it was a decision she was met with each day. Would this day hold lightness or would the whispers of the darkness slip within her mind. Which path would she walk along this day, what would define her being within this moment?  Questions to be asked and answered, but only for the chosen.

  Welcome, my little ones... come with me on a journey to lands unseen and stories unspoken. The threads of those we meet will soon be woven within our own, as time allows such.