Three Different Ways

Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

  • The Crossed Ring

    September 18, 2017. Shortly before dawn… «I accept. … your next step … will be to obtain this ring.» He lifted his right hand and twisted the small gold signet ring on his right little finger. “To obtain that ring is to bind you to me… or to bind me to you. Won’t have need…

  • Do We Need To Have A Chat?

    Whispers only entangle those who had no business being involved in the first place. So. Let’s get this done and over with. If I have offended you, if I have slighted you, if I have done wrong against you or against those you defend, if you want to have some * words with me, let’s…

  • So about Melissa’s “decorated deck” in the story…

    Back when I still thought I had all the time in the world to not only write for NaNoWriMo but also edit the daily updates and make a cutesy header image for each post, I used the following image for Chapter 2 of the story:

  • A Little Weeding

    It’s been a long while since I was in the waters of the Gardenmaster. It took me a while after my waking world move to reconnect with many of the dream world denizens who had kept faith that I would be able to escape the circumstances that kept threatening to drown me. But here I…

  • A Glint of Light

    “What does freedom look like to you?” I let the question silently repeat in my head as I tried to ignore that the wind which had been blowing steadily from the west as I walked away from home stopped when I entered the intersection and was now blowing vigorously from the east. Looking around, I…

  • Completing the Assignment

    I had been here before as the waking years have passed. Several times. And each time I have been here, the formerly stately home and grand expanse of yards surrounding it had fallen further and further into decay. This used to be a grand mansion with many wings. Now only the central section of the…

  • Hindsight in 2020.

    I have a ring that has been worn nearly every day since it was given to me nearly five years ago. A sort of large “cocktail” ring with a good size “stone” of composite amber in resin, which is then set in silver. I have always loved the deep rich color of the stone and…

  • A Prayer Couldn’t Hurt

    As 2019 comes to a close, so does my inventory of tools, talismans, and tchotchkes that I have in my stockpile for the year. Quite a few of them wound up being acquired and/or kept for the wrong reasons and were properly disposed of. This left me with few tools for “immediate” work. Like an…

  • Sounding The Current: Chapter 25 – Transition

    Melissa came home that afternoon with another deck from Rebecca. The very copy of the Sweeney Tarot that was used in the final tarot trump challenge. While the deck was self-published, it was easily replaceable via a print-on-demand service. When Melissa offered to reimburse Rebecca for the deck, the card reader refused any money or…

  • Sounding The Current: Chapter 24 – Metamorphosis

    Lisa took a deep breath at the sight of the Magician card on top of the stack. She leaned over the table slightly and placed both hands flat on the table’s surface beside the deck to better examine the card. This was not the card she had seen in so many forum headers and poster…