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Life as a PTPW: When the World is Chaos
I’m used to my mind being chaos. You know that joke of “my mind is a browser with 100 tabs and one of them is stuck”? That’s really how my brain works. At any one time I have three lists running with things I need to do, a calendar constantly checking what day I’m on…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Eight
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Seven
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 6
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Four
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 3
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. But for the TLDR version: Asha is a shaman’s apprentice. The village chief is her father, who is taking their warriors to battle despite her dark visions of…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 2
Asha was grinding a poultice under the careful eye of Chalese when the first wails rose into the natural calm. It started with a scream which shattered the air, surprised birds rising with a flurry of wings. It pierced the sky like an arrow, grabbing hearts and pulling them toward whatever horror awaited. A new…

