romance
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I’m 45, and in some ways, my emotional growth feels decades behind.Not because I didn’t want to grow, but because I had to survive. My neurodevelopment (in the family of neurodivergences), for me, has been a long apprenticeship in hiding. Masking. Suppressing. Twisting myself into shapes that fit a world that never wanted to see…
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by AwenyddionSeer of the rupture, child of freak occurrence, cartographer of the sacred in-between I do not walk a straight path. I walk the trail of freak occurrences, the things no one could have predicted, the moments that shatter meaning and give birth to new shapes. I do not collect things. I collect events, thresholds,…
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There was a time when I breathed in colours like air. Art was not a hobby. It was a heartbeat.A language the world could not decipher, but my soul spoke fluently. And yet, the voices came. Sharp as chalk on slate. Teachers with their red pens and cold smiles.“This is not enough.” “This is not…
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Truthful, with my pen as guide! A full-hearted, soul-sent storm chaser, crashing through this world with poetry in my veins and vulnerability as my sword. I don’t come gently. I come with the trinity of myth. I come with longing. I come with the kind of truth that makes people look away, “who knows, they…
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Misty morning dawns in the forest, a place where ancient oaks reign and magic lingers. Amidst the shadows stands a spirit, breaking free from fear’s grip. With courage and determination, she finds her voice and tells her tale of triumph over darkness. As the bard weaves her story, history comes to life and the echoes…
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Today this Bard, has received news, that will translate in a story, for now the Bard, is reclaiming het strength, vitality and sanity, for this story is one for the books. The story of Aislinn, who reclaimed her power after her trauma, as she knows, it does not have to be a life sentence to…
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 