Oliver touched one of the stones, feeling a slight vibration beneath his fingers. “It’s alive,” he whispered. Emily frowned. “That’s impossible… isn’t it?” The air grew colder, and the wind began to swirl ...
It’s why detective novels and mystery shows are so popular – we love the hunt, the unraveling of the concealed. But remember, not all secrets are created equal. Some are harmless, even playful. Others can be deeply damaging, causing pain and betrayal. It’s important to discern between ...
These are difficult quandaries, but as I work through my master's data, I find myself remembering the taste of ice cream. When I was a boy, he would bring me some when we took walks together. There will be time to regret my betrayal later. For now, my focus must be on restoring ...