Tag: freedom



It’s a staple of fantasy fiction everywhere. The prophecy that foretells of a pending doom and a particular person or person as the only chance to stop it and save the world/girl/country/human race/whatever. And I get it. It’s an impetus to push a character into a larger role, to put them in situations where conflict …


Purpose, Fiery, Frozen

I envy people who have a purpose that so consumes them that they are willing to burn their worlds down to achieve it. I’m a little afraid of them as well, to be honest. I feel, inside of me, a burning angst to get out and fulfill my dreams, but somehow, somewhere between the fire …