Reflections written from within the Castle— some left in plain sight, others reserved for those who choose to step inside.
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a locked drawer
Some things remain with us long after we stop carrying them. Sometimes it takes an…
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upright
The upper canes are already bending beneath the weight. “There’s more than just bones that…
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the builder
The path existed before I formed it. The truck made it over months of supply…
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the pause
The world above moves fast and calls it strength. But beneath High Ground, the old…
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the walk alone
You remember those people with warmth. You are grateful for what was real. But remembering…
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an empty chair
The study is quiet enough tonight to hear the clock in the hall. One chair,…
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The remaining letters are kept below—
for those who choose to enter as Guests.
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