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Sand and steel in hand
I, the broken traveler
This tomb is my home
I, the broken traveler
This tomb is my home
Literature
Circle of the Elements: Training of the Mind
At lunch, Josh ate alone. Auranna was nowhere to be seen, and Eric appeared not to have come back yet. Wondering about what Eric was doing, Josh continued to ponder on what missions Auranna and Eric spoke about before. If Auranna was training them for combat, they must be pretty dangerous. Josh still questioned his competence to do whatever Auranna may ask him to do, but something about Auranna assured him to trust her. After lunch, Josh made his way to the library, ascending the spiral stairs to the second floor. The library was empty, with Auranna not being there either. Josh sat down at one of the tables and decided to wait. After 10 minutes with Auranna not showing up, Josh got up to look around the library. Auranna had a very diverse collection, with subjects on art, mathematics, science, and history. He browsed the shelves until he found a book with a sun on the spine to the side of a corner bookshelf. He reached to take it out but found it was stuck. He pulled harder, thinking
Literature
Forgotten Are the Ancients
Where are the Ancients!
Fields of blue
Sparkle thrice,
This Ancient scroll
Pays the highest price
For humanity!
Hundreds and thousands
Die by man's sword,
But No Man is an island
And hatred be roared
Such insanity!
More Ancient beings
Locked away in jars
No eyes shall see
Where they put the stars
Now bring forth.... Christianity!
Literature
In the Mirror
She cracks the door just an inch, peering through the crack into the darkness of the room beyond. Lightning flashes through the window, illuminating vague figures standing still. Fingers twitching, mind racing, heart pounding, she pushes through the door and reaches to grab the nearest figure. The white fabric slips silently off as she touches it, revealing the chair underneath. A wry grin finds its way onto her face and she moves through the room. Dust bunnies run from her falling footsteps, jumping quickly then slowly drifting back to the floor. She slides the cloth from several pieces, a table, a couch, more chairs, a trunk, a vanity.
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