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Posted by on 2013 Jul 7

Summer: Arhat the Fire Lion – 409

She sits in a tree amidst a carpet of blooming flowers.  This is no metaphorical carpet of vivid embroidery, it is, as it so often is with her, entirely literal.  There...

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Posted by on 2013 May 26

A Telling Decision

He paces by the cluttered counter and smiles back at the Elven florist for what might be the tenth time when he is suddenly struck with the thought that he is thinking...

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Posted by on 2013 May 20

She was lost. Again.

Not lost in dream or memory, not just a metaphorical lost wherein one might contemplate life’s paths, nor a philosophical lost in a moral dilemma.  No, she was...

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