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Melda Heri

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Artwork: Painting
Source: 
Me

Atavism

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

Should I seed ruin or shoulder  it?

Should I seek pain or smoulder it?

 

Should I despair and drown in   grief?

The Long Short Story of Saelo

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document

      This document doesn’t tell you how Adler Buck and Goldlily Goofer married, and then took Honeythumb as their surname before leaving Lindelby and making their way to Enedwaith. Because it happened seven generates ago and as it is told, it is another story.

Dead Drop

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Radawen had left a message to the tavernkeep in the guesthouse and canceled their dinner date. She had important work to do that could not wait. She described the miracle that had happened in the atrium of the Hall of the Gentle Hand this morning.

The Raven and the Bear.

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Artwork: Painting

Born not from her womb, 'twas clear that the Raven had many daughters yet none so dear as the Bear. For somewhere deep in the chambers of Ashaia's heart, a part of Arindiis resided.

Source: 
Painting done by the incredibly talented Arindiis

Facing the wraith

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Lusseriel was just at the door of a talan, sitting cross-legged, and enjoying the feeling of being in Caras Galadhon. At least while they were there, they weren’t enjoying the hospitality of a marsh…

She was humming along a song she could hear being sung somewhere around, as she started writing in her notebook.

Epiphany

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Standing on the narrow street, Torry thoughtfully rubbed his cheek, still smarting from Cally’s slap. He turned back to face the door into the Scholar’s Hall. Something in his sister’s reprimand reminded him of his uncle, Garrison Greenlake. It wasn’t the slap, for Uncle Gar never, as far as Torry could recall, struck anyone in the family. It was her unflinching stance, the certainty in her voice, and the clarity in her eyes. Her truth could not be denied, even if it conflicted with what he was certain he knew or, more precisely, with what he felt.  

Couldn't keep my mouth shut.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

When I knew I had fallen in love with Egfor, I made several promises to myself. I broke two recently, but at least the reaction wasn't him running as I thought it would be. The first broken promise was telling Egfor my complete thoughts on his friend Fox. I have more than what I actually told him, but I told him enough that had he not been seeing Fox in a more realistic view, he would have defended him and perhaps left me to try and show me how wrong I was.

Blood Mother - Part 3

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Big Boss stepped out of the shadows and looked up at Edu from about waist high. "Keep your knife where I can't see it, Cupcake, or swear ta feckin god I will bite yer kidneys out.'

Looking down, Edu beheld a hobbit...his head was shaved and scarred in several places and a pale grey skull is tattooed across his face.'

Wandering, Wondering

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Painting
Source: 
I am the artist

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