fairytales
fairytales
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by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-12
No friendly moon was there to light this unfamiliar path; only a pitch-black night, so dark and foreboding that I could not see my hand in front of my face. Even Conqueror's sharp eyes soon lost...
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2.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-18
A few weeks passed by with no further sign of Ariya, as I continued this strange quest for a mystical key. I didn't know where I was going, or perhaps I did. At any rate, one morning while I...
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3.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-19
Weeks drifted by with no sign of Ariya, or anybody else for that matter, but the silence was eerie, compelling me to look over my shoulder more often now. I was back where my enemies might find ...
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4.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-20
Several weeks after the meeting with Ariya, we were making our way across a meadow when we unexpectedly ran across the most charming yellow cottage one could imagine. Nestled in the wood line be...
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5.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-23
When the hunter spit in my face, I felt the familiar rush that always preceded my deadly encounters. But this time, for Maradin's sake, I maintained my composure. "Wait a minute my friend,...
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6.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-26
Conqueror was lying motionless next to the black horse that was trying to get up on his broken legs. I knew their injuries would eventually be fatal, but it would take many long days of agony befo...
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7.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-28
"What do you mean, ‘mistaken identity?' Was Maradin lying about who she was?" "In an indirect way, yes, she was lying without knowing it. You see; it was not Maradin that you were in love ...
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8.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-05-01
"Now King, I'll ease your curiosity a bit. Listen closely. The Great Weapons you will master through this inner work are three: A concentrated mind, an investigative mind, and an insightful mind. ...
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9.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-05-08
"So, you are ready to renounce everything," a John said. Then he smiled and added, "Words are spoken with ease, my good friend, compared to the actual experience of this discipline, although there...
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10.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-05-12
The forest was deliciously cool now, waiting silently, reverently for the day ahead, while lively birds and animals greeted the new morning with their familiar cries. The trail was a lush, fragran...