“I haven't a clue as to how my story will end. But that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don't conclude the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?”- AnonymousThe Oracle stood and watched over Creation.  Despite the perfection around her, she had one thing left unresolved that still ( Read more... )

"We dream of hope,we dream of change,of fire,of love,of death,and then it happens,the dream becomes real. And the answer to the quest,this need to solve life's mysteries finally shows itself,like the glowing light of the new dawn. So much struggle, for meaning, for purpose, but in the end we find it only in each other. Our shared experiences of the ( Read more... )

“Traveling is not just seeing the new; it is also leaving behind. Not just opening doors; also closing them behind you, never to return. But the place you have left forever is always there for you to see whenever you shut your eyes.”  Jan MyrdalThe path before her was familiar, even though years had passed.  She looked around for Teth, but he was ( Read more... )

"I don't want to go..."  -The 10th Doctor

~April 26tth~Zohar and Teth portaled into the now abandoned cave.  As they suspected, it had been left untouched after the battle.  No one had come back to do anything with it, or more importantly, with its altar ( Read more... )

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Some would ask, how could a perfect God create a universe filled with so much that is evil. They have missed a greater conundrum: why would a perfect God create a universe at all? -Sister Miriam Godwinson

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Looking around at the five pathways, it was Helios who made the decision as to which way to take by illustrating that there were actually ( Read more... )

There are many ways to define our fragile existence. Many ways to give it meaning. But it is our memories that shape its purpose and give it context. The private assortment of images, fears, loves, regrets. For it is the cruel irony of life that we are destined to hold the dark with the light. The good with the evil. Success with disappointment. ( Read more... )

There was no opportunity to mourn the dead, this was merely the opening salvo.  Bones waved a hand but no visible magic raised the twelve fallen French Arrow.  Many who saw this were disgusted by the use of dead allies, but sadly grateful of the extra support.  There was no time to argue about hubris.  They pressed on towards the mouth of the cave ( Read more... )