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She walks to him and bows deeply with gratitude. The quest was successful. She wishes him to follow her into the palace and be thanked by the populace which had been hiding in fear for days on end, slowly starving. As they walk into the palace grounds she places her arm through his and proudly introduces him to her family. The rejoicing begins.
I am a passionate healer as it were. I nurture and tend to those around me. I cared for many members of my family and also tend (as a volunteer) at the VA hospitals and clinics that I live near. My passions revolve around the people that I consider heroes. My country and my soldiers and vets are my passion! The men and women of the fire departments, police and EMS persons as well! The unsung, ignored or reviled heroes of this nation that protect and defend us and give us the very rights we use to disrespect and or use against them! I have made it my mission to remind those ungrateful and disillusioned people of the ones that give them all they have! That is my passion!
I write because I have to! I need the outlet that writing provides.
I never shared until my brother told me about some sites where he was trying to prove to me that I was good enough to try and get my works published. I shared because honestly I wanted to just shut him up!
I have written as long as I could write. Poems and stories.
Then as I got older I started to pen stuff for my family and friends.
Now I pen for anyone that I know lol.
Words are my salvation from the misery of life!
I never shared until my brother told me about some sites where he was trying to prove to me that I was good enough to try and get my works published. I shared because honestly I wanted to just shut him up!
I have written as long as I could write. Poems and stories.
Then as I got older I started to pen stuff for my family and friends.
Now I pen for anyone that I know lol.
Words are my salvation from the misery of life!