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The Amulet of Aether

A stoners struggles in 2005

In the currency of seconds, love is the richest treasure.

"Mam" The trickle of sea water tickled her as it passed around her toes. "Mam!" The amber glow of the setting sun warmed her skin. "MAM!" She rolled to one side and looked

"Where is my son?" her voice threw forth the words in desperation, the burning pain of grief constricting her vocal chords she now struggled to breath, still she repeated her laboured sounds

Serene lakes, quiet walks, Wild moments, serious talks, Ordered chaos, a pink lotus, Crowded evenings, a spiny cactus, Headphones and helmets, rain jackets, Stormy sunsets, waterproof pockets, Fractals

Here’s to you. You have set a goal for yourself. You know for sure that it is the only right thing to do. You’re ready to invest your entire energy on it. But then someone comes and advices you that the