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To My Children

Forget what transpired, and do not seek that knowledge. Objects of the past are powerful enough to destroy everyone you love, be cautious. What is known now and how to survive is what is essential. The skies belong to the...

Words from My Mother

I was young when we started to venture back out into the world, slowly discovering others and sharing generations of stories leading to an understanding of the dangers in this new world. Somehow we fooled ourselves that understanding the dangers...

In My Grandfather’s Day

As my grandfather told my mother, as my mother told me, so I tell you. Hundreds of years had passed with the same fears and the same small joys. Sounds from the wilds at night were chilling to the bone...