On the nature of Fortune.

The One That Got Away ( Read more... )

What is the most dangerous thing you’ve ever done ( Read more... )

On my first patrol, I saw two men break away from our group, move to the side of the trail, and make some short, fleeting motions. It looked like they were digging a shallow hole, using a spade of some sort to hollow out an opening, before they dropped a few items into it, then recovered it with the earth. Then they rejoined the troop, moving ( Read more... )

Lifting his eyes from the stacks of papers piled on his desk, the busy Steward for a moment does not even seem ready to answer the question. But then he pauses, putting down the sheet he held between his fingers, and leans back in his chair. The apparent ease of reflection is deliberate, a sham in the midst of a hard, long day ( Read more... )

What is your favorite thing to do to relax ( Read more... )

What Do You Think When You Look in the Mirror?

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He stares off into the distance now, seeing and not seeing while his mind teeters between two answers. His hand holds the casement edge, a sliver of metal that gives way to stone. The conversation is silent, two voices inside a single mind, an argument he can not speak aloud.

He tried to kill you ( Read more... )

He stares into the distance, the leaves beneath his feet crunched then silent as he draws to a halt. Was there ever a time when I did NOT doubt?"Yes ( Read more... )

What is the one thing about yourself that you don't want anyone to ever know ( Read more... )