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Nesorna’s Monologue

I can not say I feel as if reborn — and yet, there is a newness about me, a cleanliness of spirit, that springs forth from a new source, unknown and without name. What words I choose can only dent … Continue reading

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Thirteen O’Clock (and All’s Well)

Thirteen o’clock and all the world is well; beyond the reach of the tempest makers, where thought and reason still may sway the mind and the conscience of a nation feeds not on unfounded rumors of threat and fear, but … Continue reading

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