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You haven't felt alive for a while now, have you?

To break the stories free from your skull, you'll wash yourself clean, weave yourself into knots, tear every uneven stitch out of your perfect sewing. Something neat, something comforting, something warm - a quilt inspiring awe in another. 
Because the alternative? The time slipping past your fingers, splattering upon the stones, soaked through and utterly lost to you. A regret. A void, sewn into your heart's center, gnawing on your insides with a thousand sharp teeth. 

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Here, dear wanderer

I invite you to lay your worries and doubts, your dreams and aspirations, the secret whisperings of fears no one dares utter aloud. 

Here, there's nothing to fix

Nothing to remedy; we're barely looking for answers at all. 
If you let me, shall we craft a tale and set the stage? We'll wander together, through stories and scientific musings, until we come across something better than an answer...

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Meaning

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Pick a Quest

Anuli the fairy standing in front of a bush with red flowers, looking off into the distance.

 

The Land of the Fallen Fairies

Anuli - an overthinking houseplant - waits every day for faer guardian, Kamari, to return. Unable to leave from faer tethered spot, Anuli creates stories and tells them to the voice fae asked to live in faer head. Most stories relate to the protagonist of this story - Kamari. 

Kamari may return with blood and warnings and dwindling hope, but that's just how the protagonists are... right?

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Current ramblings

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Welcome to the hoard... I cannot offer riches, but dolls line the cavernous, sunflower walls, whispering tales of their tragic backstories 

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IN which I retreat to the hollow beneath magnolia trees. (and invite you, of course. you can bring fairy lights)

ABOUT ME

Anuli holds a pinecone, sparkle catchlights in faer green eyes.

When asked to give information about themself, Noor (they/them), curator of this hoard, had this to say:

"May you only perceive me as a ghost hidden between ancient books in a dying library. 
May you only know me for my stories, my ideas, my hope to bring you an ounce of joy. 
Rather than tell you about the mess gathering cobwebs and the glittering mist lining their silver strands gathered about in my skull, I'll give you a promise. 

We'll be alright, dear wanderer. 
These dreams of ours? 
We'll make them work."

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Receive a message in a bottle whenever someone makes a post in the forum, or I battle the ~perfectionism~ and make a blog post. Emails! Imagine! That's so much more reliable than youtube notifications. (I just want to know when Alien Stage has a new round, please youtube)

Stories

The Land of the Fallen Fairies

The Biology Story

Teddy the Nightmare Warrior

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