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Ethereal Visions: The Tower Strikes

Falling, falling, falling for an eternity down from grace. Masked and naked you are thrust violently from the tower. Change has been...

Modern Witch: Deluge

You’ve experienced betrayal, leaving you heartbroken and vulnerable with each stab more painful than the last. Memories swarm your...

Ethereal Visions: Queen Universe

Coins fall from the handheld purse of the universe into your open palms. They overflow to the grass below, soft under the weight of gold,...

Art Nouveau: Legacy

To grow a magnificent tree takes many lifetimes. Count the rings as each step in the right direction leaves a root digging deeper...

Cosmic Slumber: Strength

Do not worry about fear becoming the controller of yourself, for you hold the lion’s jaw in your palm. To give in to fear is to fail...

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