I have had many visions about a blond scribe in Egypt. I loved him deeply for his kindness and his spirit. But during the fall of the Golden age, our lives were dramatically changed for the worst. We were young and free, excited and curious. Life was all about revelation and pleasures. It was not … Continue reading freeminds


Training Grounds

I haven’t hardly written any stories about my dreams. To be honest, I was being used by the people in my dreams. I was terrified first in my dreams. A shadow with intelligence and a vengeance was watching me. Sometimes in a dark ball room, sometimes by a wicked tree. And then I wondered why … Continue reading Training Grounds