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I could read them. They assembled a bunch of jittery, miscellaneous, and mismatched individuals. Some were small, some big, some tall,...

There are a lot of stories at this point. Good or bad. The question is, what will your story be like when you reach this point? Will it...

I vanished. Yes, I did. Like the morning dew full and glorious, calm and collected in the cool of dawn, disperses to nothingness in the...

The question was simple yet profound. A question that only a mature and experienced mind could conjure up. I racked my brain, searching...