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____________  ____________ do not be afraid to peek around corners. You may just discover glimpses into heaven ______________________________________________________

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Fiddlewood: Chapter Nine

An Interrogation Insect poop dripped from 5-Year-Old Con’s face, but his relief overshadowed the foul stench. His joy began to drain, however, when he saw Lord Doodle Head slumped against the tree he had crashed into. “Doodle Head!” he cried, … Continue reading

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Fiddlewood: Chapter Six

A journey of everlasting existence Camille played with 5-Year-Old Con until nightfall cast a metallic film over the world, setting the stage for her to take him to the top of a hill that was free of overhanging trees, so she … Continue reading

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Fiddlewood: Chapter Five

In which an interest sparks Camille and Lolita walked up to a little house in the middle of the forest that rested beneath a gigantic, snow-white cherry blossom tree that stayed in bloom year round. In Fiddlewood, it is said that … Continue reading

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Down the Rabbit Hole

Will you follow the white rabbit? The where and when isn’t important… the how, the only question that needs answering, is plainly written. Just ask yourself, who took the time to color in the trees…

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