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Everyone has stories they’ve collected inside them, and one of the most important things you can do is let those be given voice. People need to be able to share their memories with an audience that cares.
Sometimes the price of memories is too great for remembrance, so the best thing we can do is close the door to those parts of our lives.
“The mistake people often make about pain is that larger ones inure you to little ones. False. It all hurts. Big or little. And the more you endure in life, the more you become aware of it all. Pain is pain. It’s all valid. It’s all felt.”
This was a time when shadow and taint ran rampant in Brahm’s fresh world. The Shaen had retreated to the folds of land beyond mortal eyes and means. They’d come to reside in the place between Midnight. A place of ever dark and always light, one and the same. A land far from Brahm’s name and his flame.
It was then I learned one of the saddest things in life is to forget what gives us breath. We get caught in the madness of life. We begin to bury our finest impulses and desires. And with them, each man kills the thing he loves.
