Hi! I am a fantasy.
Once my true name echoed along words like sadist and psycho, so I exchanged it for a spell to freeze my age. It was fair trade. I am getting wiser than my age every single day, and I have a new name. It’s Rune and it rhymes with moon.
The aspen wishes to stand still, but the wind does not stop.
Ken Liu, The Grace of Kings
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake; Or set upon a golden bough to sing To lords and ladies of Byzantium Of what is past, or passing, or to come. Sailing to ByzantiumBy William Butler Yeats. I have a minute before submitting the paper, and I have two essays to finish. I wrote the above lines…
“The aspen wished to stand still, but the wind does not stop.” – The Grace of Kings. I always thought that I might be as capricious as the wind. But once I read the above line, I realized I have an aspen in me too. The aspen in me would love to hold on to the bright ideas that flash…
Wake Up Time: 7:30 AM Gratefulness Journal: I am grateful that I still wake up at all. Status: I’ve told in the previous post: I am back to normal after reading two books in a day. Goodness, I wonder what normal that is. I just cartwheeled into an abyss after the last post. My abyss…
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