Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Queen of Swords
Her history is scarred like her reflection. She teaches that steel and makeup can both cut a man’s soul when properly applied. Her voice is viscous like blood and power. She preaches that covenants broken can sever a lineage even if the blood remains. Her grip is unyielding like a lock without a key. She…
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It’s My Car But I’m Its Driver
I used to be a High Snob™ about gems, crystals, stones, and goods made from them. A man-made opal was for the pretties but if you wanted True Opal Power™, then it had to be a nature-made opal that was likely mined using questionable labor practices at best. It was all about honoring the natural…



