Rose petals rain down on to the wet earth. Every day at noon, assortments of flowers rain on the small village. Citizens consider it normal, while tourists find it amazing and beautiful. High up above, a castle sits on a cliff, directly above the village. Each day a villager delivers its offerings as a form of taxation. Dried meats, canned fruit, ( Read more... )

Gabe and I were in a hotel ( Read more... )

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I've already told a bunch of you about this, but I'll just post it here ( Read more... )

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The tent is pitch black. We've nowhere to go. People outside guard all exits. Anyone caught sneaking out would be punished severely. More time in the solitary holding areas, time spent "bonding" with people we have no desire to see, to touch ( Read more... )

I feel bad lately ( Read more... )

 
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I am sitting here at school. A bit stressed ( Read more... )