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        what-even-is-thiss:

bobcatdump:

jaskiegg:

mellomaia:

aphony-cree:

beyoncescock:

gahdamnpunk:

Honestly!!! This is just psychological trauma in the making


THANK YOU

I’ve asked parents about this and they always say they are teaching the child responsibility and “respect for other people’s things.” If I point out that the child accidentally broke their own toy they always say “I bought them that toy” or “my sister gave that to them.”
The problem is that parents view all possessions as not really belonging to the child. A part of them always seems to think that the adult who provided the money is the real owner
If a parent breaks a dish they see it as breaking something that already belonged to them, but if a child breaks it they see it as the child breaking something that belonged to the parents 
People raising children need to realize that household possessions belong to the entire household. If everyone has to use that plate then it belongs to everyone and anyone can have a forgivable accident with it. It’s okay to deem certain possessions as just yours and ask everyone in the house to respect that, but extend the same respect to your child’s belongings

Big mood. I know most of these are talking about little little kids, but here’s a tale from middle school. I had forgotten to charge my phone one night, and this was back when cell phones used to beep loudly when they were low on battery. I kept hearing the noise throughout the afternoon and not recognizing what it was because I’d never heard it before. When I finally did realize what it was, I was in science class and my fellow classmates were making presentations. I reached into my bag to try to turn off the phone, and then the low-battery sound went off, loud enough for the teacher to hear it. She confiscated my phone in front of everyone, and I didn’t get it back until after the weekend because it was a Friday. I was really embarrassed, especially to tell my parents.
When I got my phone back that Monday, my teacher said it was important for me to learn this lesson now since in college they wouldn’t tolerate phones going off. Fast forward to when I was in college, any time someone’s phone went off, either the professor would tell them to turn it off, or they would say, “Oh, my bad,” and turn it off themselves, and everyone would move on. I even had a professor who danced around while someone’s phone went off, and it was a welcome moment of levity during the lecture. 
I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.



God I’ve been reading these posts for a while and each time I am struck with the realization that certainly not all parents were supposed to be a parent

“I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.”YES this



The problem is, even if families are forgiving the culture around children still effects the child. I use myself as proof of that. 
A few times between the ages of 4 and 18 I broke things. I broke my grandma’s favorite Christmas ornament. Her first question was: “Are you hurt?” and when I apologized profusely she said “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”
I broke a few plates. I broke a couple glasses. Every time my dad’s first response was “Did you get cut?” the second step was cleaning up the broken bits, and the third was a discussion of what led to me breaking it and how I could avoid doing that in the future.
Same with spills. Same with stains. My biggest “punishment” from my immediate family was being taught how to clean up the mess I made and being shown in detail how to avoid the same mistake in the future if it was avoidable. There were consequences for my actions, but they were the direct result of those actions and nothing much beyond that.
My family tried so hard to teach me how to deal with accidents in a healthy way. They were patient. They treated every slip-up as a learning opportunity. They showed me a lot of love. The other adults still got to me. Teachers still punished and publicly shamed me and other students for our mess-ups. Extended family members outside of my small supportive circle still yelled at me. My friends’ parents still got mad.
To the point where whenever I messed up my first instinct was that my dad or grandparents were going to punish me, or yell at me, or hit me, even though they never did. They just didn’t. They always responded with patience and an attitude of “I’m glad you’re safe and I want to help you learn from this.” And I was still afraid of messing up. Mortified. Expecting the worst every time.
It’s like… we need to change the culture around this, man. Completely. 
: what-even-is-thiss:

bobcatdump:

jaskiegg:

mellomaia:

aphony-cree:

beyoncescock:

gahdamnpunk:

Honestly!!! This is just psychological trauma in the making


THANK YOU

I’ve asked parents about this and they always say they are teaching the child responsibility and “respect for other people’s things.” If I point out that the child accidentally broke their own toy they always say “I bought them that toy” or “my sister gave that to them.”
The problem is that parents view all possessions as not really belonging to the child. A part of them always seems to think that the adult who provided the money is the real owner
If a parent breaks a dish they see it as breaking something that already belonged to them, but if a child breaks it they see it as the child breaking something that belonged to the parents 
People raising children need to realize that household possessions belong to the entire household. If everyone has to use that plate then it belongs to everyone and anyone can have a forgivable accident with it. It’s okay to deem certain possessions as just yours and ask everyone in the house to respect that, but extend the same respect to your child’s belongings

Big mood. I know most of these are talking about little little kids, but here’s a tale from middle school. I had forgotten to charge my phone one night, and this was back when cell phones used to beep loudly when they were low on battery. I kept hearing the noise throughout the afternoon and not recognizing what it was because I’d never heard it before. When I finally did realize what it was, I was in science class and my fellow classmates were making presentations. I reached into my bag to try to turn off the phone, and then the low-battery sound went off, loud enough for the teacher to hear it. She confiscated my phone in front of everyone, and I didn’t get it back until after the weekend because it was a Friday. I was really embarrassed, especially to tell my parents.
When I got my phone back that Monday, my teacher said it was important for me to learn this lesson now since in college they wouldn’t tolerate phones going off. Fast forward to when I was in college, any time someone’s phone went off, either the professor would tell them to turn it off, or they would say, “Oh, my bad,” and turn it off themselves, and everyone would move on. I even had a professor who danced around while someone’s phone went off, and it was a welcome moment of levity during the lecture. 
I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.



God I’ve been reading these posts for a while and each time I am struck with the realization that certainly not all parents were supposed to be a parent

“I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.”YES this



The problem is, even if families are forgiving the culture around children still effects the child. I use myself as proof of that. 
A few times between the ages of 4 and 18 I broke things. I broke my grandma’s favorite Christmas ornament. Her first question was: “Are you hurt?” and when I apologized profusely she said “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”
I broke a few plates. I broke a couple glasses. Every time my dad’s first response was “Did you get cut?” the second step was cleaning up the broken bits, and the third was a discussion of what led to me breaking it and how I could avoid doing that in the future.
Same with spills. Same with stains. My biggest “punishment” from my immediate family was being taught how to clean up the mess I made and being shown in detail how to avoid the same mistake in the future if it was avoidable. There were consequences for my actions, but they were the direct result of those actions and nothing much beyond that.
My family tried so hard to teach me how to deal with accidents in a healthy way. They were patient. They treated every slip-up as a learning opportunity. They showed me a lot of love. The other adults still got to me. Teachers still punished and publicly shamed me and other students for our mess-ups. Extended family members outside of my small supportive circle still yelled at me. My friends’ parents still got mad.
To the point where whenever I messed up my first instinct was that my dad or grandparents were going to punish me, or yell at me, or hit me, even though they never did. They just didn’t. They always responded with patience and an attitude of “I’m glad you’re safe and I want to help you learn from this.” And I was still afraid of messing up. Mortified. Expecting the worst every time.
It’s like… we need to change the culture around this, man. Completely. 

        

            
            

                
                
                    what-even-is-thiss:

bobcatdump:

jaskiegg:

mellomaia:

aphony-cree:

beyoncescock:

gahdamnpunk:

Honestly!!! This is just psychological trauma in the making


THANK YOU

I’ve asked parents about this and they always say they are teaching the child responsibility and “respect for other people’s things.” If I point out that the child accidentally broke their own toy they always say “I bought them that toy” or “my sister gave that to them.”
The problem is that parents view all possessions as not really belonging to the child. A part of them always seems to think that the adult who provided the money is the real owner
If a parent breaks a dish they see it as breaking something that already belonged to them, but if a child breaks it they see it as the child breaking something that belonged to the parents 
People raising children need to realize that household possessions belong to the entire household. If everyone has to use that plate then it belongs to everyone and anyone can have a forgivable accident with it. It’s okay to deem certain possessions as just yours and ask everyone in the house to respect that, but extend the same respect to your child’s belongings

Big mood. I know most of these are talking about little little kids, but here’s a tale from middle school. I had forgotten to charge my phone one night, and this was back when cell phones used to beep loudly when they were low on battery. I kept hearing the noise throughout the afternoon and not recognizing what it was because I’d never heard it before. When I finally did realize what it was, I was in science class and my fellow classmates were making presentations. I reached into my bag to try to turn off the phone, and then the low-battery sound went off, loud enough for the teacher to hear it. She confiscated my phone in front of everyone, and I didn’t get it back until after the weekend because it was a Friday. I was really embarrassed, especially to tell my parents.
When I got my phone back that Monday, my teacher said it was important for me to learn this lesson now since in college they wouldn’t tolerate phones going off. Fast forward to when I was in college, any time someone’s phone went off, either the professor would tell them to turn it off, or they would say, “Oh, my bad,” and turn it off themselves, and everyone would move on. I even had a professor who danced around while someone’s phone went off, and it was a welcome moment of levity during the lecture. 
I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.



God I’ve been reading these posts for a while and each time I am struck with the realization that certainly not all parents were supposed to be a parent

“I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.”YES this



The problem is, even if families are forgiving the culture around children still effects the child. I use myself as proof of that. 
A few times between the ages of 4 and 18 I broke things. I broke my grandma’s favorite Christmas ornament. Her first question was: “Are you hurt?” and when I apologized profusely she said “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”
I broke a few plates. I broke a couple glasses. Every time my dad’s first response was “Did you get cut?” the second step was cleaning up the broken bits, and the third was a discussion of what led to me breaking it and how I could avoid doing that in the future.
Same with spills. Same with stains. My biggest “punishment” from my immediate family was being taught how to clean up the mess I made and being shown in detail how to avoid the same mistake in the future if it was avoidable. There were consequences for my actions, but they were the direct result of those actions and nothing much beyond that.
My family tried so hard to teach me how to deal with accidents in a healthy way. They were patient. They treated every slip-up as a learning opportunity. They showed me a lot of love. The other adults still got to me. Teachers still punished and publicly shamed me and other students for our mess-ups. Extended family members outside of my small supportive circle still yelled at me. My friends’ parents still got mad.
To the point where whenever I messed up my first instinct was that my dad or grandparents were going to punish me, or yell at me, or hit me, even though they never did. They just didn’t. They always responded with patience and an attitude of “I’m glad you’re safe and I want to help you learn from this.” And I was still afraid of messing up. Mortified. Expecting the worst every time.
It’s like… we need to change the culture around this, man. Completely. 
: what-even-is-thiss:

bobcatdump:

jaskiegg:

mellomaia:

aphony-cree:

beyoncescock:

gahdamnpunk:

Honestly!!! This is just psychological trauma in the making


THANK YOU

I’ve asked parents about this and they always say they are teaching the child responsibility and “respect for other people’s things.” If I point out that the child accidentally broke their own toy they always say “I bought them that toy” or “my sister gave that to them.”
The problem is that parents view all possessions as not really belonging to the child. A part of them always seems to think that the adult who provided the money is the real owner
If a parent breaks a dish they see it as breaking something that already belonged to them, but if a child breaks it they see it as the child breaking something that belonged to the parents 
People raising children need to realize that household possessions belong to the entire household. If everyone has to use that plate then it belongs to everyone and anyone can have a forgivable accident with it. It’s okay to deem certain possessions as just yours and ask everyone in the house to respect that, but extend the same respect to your child’s belongings

Big mood. I know most of these are talking about little little kids, but here’s a tale from middle school. I had forgotten to charge my phone one night, and this was back when cell phones used to beep loudly when they were low on battery. I kept hearing the noise throughout the afternoon and not recognizing what it was because I’d never heard it before. When I finally did realize what it was, I was in science class and my fellow classmates were making presentations. I reached into my bag to try to turn off the phone, and then the low-battery sound went off, loud enough for the teacher to hear it. She confiscated my phone in front of everyone, and I didn’t get it back until after the weekend because it was a Friday. I was really embarrassed, especially to tell my parents.
When I got my phone back that Monday, my teacher said it was important for me to learn this lesson now since in college they wouldn’t tolerate phones going off. Fast forward to when I was in college, any time someone’s phone went off, either the professor would tell them to turn it off, or they would say, “Oh, my bad,” and turn it off themselves, and everyone would move on. I even had a professor who danced around while someone’s phone went off, and it was a welcome moment of levity during the lecture. 
I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.



God I’ve been reading these posts for a while and each time I am struck with the realization that certainly not all parents were supposed to be a parent

“I say all this to say, one of the worst aspects of being a child/teen was adults assuming my intentions were malicious.”YES this



The problem is, even if families are forgiving the culture around children still effects the child. I use myself as proof of that. 
A few times between the ages of 4 and 18 I broke things. I broke my grandma’s favorite Christmas ornament. Her first question was: “Are you hurt?” and when I apologized profusely she said “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt.”
I broke a few plates. I broke a couple glasses. Every time my dad’s first response was “Did you get cut?” the second step was cleaning up the broken bits, and the third was a discussion of what led to me breaking it and how I could avoid doing that in the future.
Same with spills. Same with stains. My biggest “punishment” from my immediate family was being taught how to clean up the mess I made and being shown in detail how to avoid the same mistake in the future if it was avoidable. There were consequences for my actions, but they were the direct result of those actions and nothing much beyond that.
My family tried so hard to teach me how to deal with accidents in a healthy way. They were patient. They treated every slip-up as a learning opportunity. They showed me a lot of love. The other adults still got to me. Teachers still punished and publicly shamed me and other students for our mess-ups. Extended family members outside of my small supportive circle still yelled at me. My friends’ parents still got mad.
To the point where whenever I messed up my first instinct was that my dad or grandparents were going to punish me, or yell at me, or hit me, even though they never did. They just didn’t. They always responded with patience and an attitude of “I’m glad you’re safe and I want to help you learn from this.” And I was still afraid of messing up. Mortified. Expecting the worst every time.
It’s like… we need to change the culture around this, man. Completely. 

                    
                
            

            
                
                
what-even-is-thiss:

bobcatdump:

jaskiegg:

mellomaia:

aphony-cree:

beyoncescock:

gahdamnpunk:

Honestly!!! This is just psychologica...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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scatterations:

lulu-tan79:


theeforvendetta:

gehayi:

radgoblin:

rita-repulsar:


lord-kitschener:

swagintherain:

setup and 
punchline


The artist is luo li rong


The statue doesn’t have big enough titties to have been made by a man.


I know I’ve reblogged this before but the schadenfreude is too delicious. 

By the way, the statue is called 

La mélodie oubliée (The Forgotten Melody). Luo Li Rong also painted it:
And here she and the statue are in a more formal setting (museum or art show, I can’t tell):


“Dork ass losers”

That beautiful statue started from this:
Ms. Luo Lirong graduated from 
China Central Academy Of Fine Arts. She’s a very talented artist. More of her works:


Beautiful. Extraordinary talent 

Follow her on Instagram luo_li_rong_art.

one, I’ve never seen it with paint and it’s somehow even better. As are her other works. 

She’s back, and she’s beautiful.
: lil-tumbles:

redfoxwritesstuff:

notevenjokingfic:

scatterations:

lulu-tan79:


theeforvendetta:

gehayi:

radgoblin:

rita-repulsar:


lord-kitschener:

swagintherain:

setup and 
punchline


The artist is luo li rong


The statue doesn’t have big enough titties to have been made by a man.


I know I’ve reblogged this before but the schadenfreude is too delicious. 

By the way, the statue is called 

La mélodie oubliée (The Forgotten Melody). Luo Li Rong also painted it:
And here she and the statue are in a more formal setting (museum or art show, I can’t tell):


“Dork ass losers”

That beautiful statue started from this:
Ms. Luo Lirong graduated from 
China Central Academy Of Fine Arts. She’s a very talented artist. More of her works:


Beautiful. Extraordinary talent 

Follow her on Instagram luo_li_rong_art.

one, I’ve never seen it with paint and it’s somehow even better. As are her other works. 

She’s back, and she’s beautiful.

        

            
            

                
                
                    lil-tumbles:

redfoxwritesstuff:

notevenjokingfic:

scatterations:

lulu-tan79:


theeforvendetta:

gehayi:

radgoblin:

rita-repulsar:


lord-kitschener:

swagintherain:

setup and 
punchline


The artist is luo li rong


The statue doesn’t have big enough titties to have been made by a man.


I know I’ve reblogged this before but the schadenfreude is too delicious. 

By the way, the statue is called 

La mélodie oubliée (The Forgotten Melody). Luo Li Rong also painted it:
And here she and the statue are in a more formal setting (museum or art show, I can’t tell):


“Dork ass losers”

That beautiful statue started from this:
Ms. Luo Lirong graduated from 
China Central Academy Of Fine Arts. She’s a very talented artist. More of her works:


Beautiful. Extraordinary talent 

Follow her on Instagram luo_li_rong_art.

one, I’ve never seen it with paint and it’s somehow even better. As are her other works. 

She’s back, and she’s beautiful.
: lil-tumbles:

redfoxwritesstuff:

notevenjokingfic:

scatterations:

lulu-tan79:


theeforvendetta:

gehayi:

radgoblin:

rita-repulsar:


lord-kitschener:

swagintherain:

setup and 
punchline


The artist is luo li rong


The statue doesn’t have big enough titties to have been made by a man.


I know I’ve reblogged this before but the schadenfreude is too delicious. 

By the way, the statue is called 

La mélodie oubliée (The Forgotten Melody). Luo Li Rong also painted it:
And here she and the statue are in a more formal setting (museum or art show, I can’t tell):


“Dork ass losers”

That beautiful statue started from this:
Ms. Luo Lirong graduated from 
China Central Academy Of Fine Arts. She’s a very talented artist. More of her works:


Beautiful. Extraordinary talent 

Follow her on Instagram luo_li_rong_art.

one, I’ve never seen it with paint and it’s somehow even better. As are her other works. 

She’s back, and she’s beautiful.

                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
: scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

        

            
            

                
                
                    scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
: scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

                    
                
            

            
                
                
scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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        scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
: scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

        

            
            

                
                
                    scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
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The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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 her ambitions and aspirations seem...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
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The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

        

            
            

                
                
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The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?
: scifiseries:

The Rampart Queen
Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
 her ambitions and aspirations seem to be coming true when she seals a 
big resources treaty between hostile governments in the Mesopotamian 
region, but everything starts going wrong. When masked gunmen try to 
assassinate the Senate Chairmen, forgotten instincts take over. Now 
Keira finds herself the focal point in a global war against impossible 
odds. Can she find it in herself to marshal hidden powers to save the 
whole Earth from disaster?
The good news is she isn’t alone in this fight. A mysterious galactic
 organization steps in to help, but Keira is the one carrying the 
responsibility to save humanity from certain death. She must find four 
Knights to unlock her greatest power, but there’s a problem. Not only 
does Keira not know who they are, they don’t even know who they are. 
They don’t know anything about the war or their secret destiny. Worst of
 all, becoming Queen of Earth might just mean the end of all Keira holds
 dear. Is she really ready to sacrifice her hopes and dreams to become 
something altogether new and unknown?

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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Keira Akin dedicated her life to making the world a better place. All
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Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-: tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-
        

            
            

                
                
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Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-: tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #2823 by Tyler Knott Gregson*Psst, wanna hear me read these poems aloud?  Podcast is up on Spotify and iTunes and places, and the linkthing is in my bio. Subscribe, it’s gonna grow soon.*One day, I’ll climb taller mountains, fade offinto the thin air of some forgotten place,find peace in silence and the repetition of some routine, sweep the same floorsover and again and understand it was neverabout the dirt, at all.I’ll swim deeper seas, rise breathlessand bursting, craving air above all things,learn of emptiness that threatensfrom the darkness below, that it’s lightnear the surface of your own salvation,that you’ll be choking when you arrive.I will sit hungry and watch others eat, ask not for plate or cup, but delightin satisfaction that swells in others.I have more to learn of this place,of what it is to worship what deservesworshipping, of how to be somethingworth digging back up when I havestopped, of being ashesworth spreading into some stiffEastern wind.  -Tyler Knott Gregson-
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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Firestone: The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy (A Tale of the Eternal Stones Book 1)
The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy had been long forgotten allowing humans, gnomes, elves, and mythical creatures to live in harmony for centuries… 

Until one night, the Great Spirit Clan shaman and elder, Unn Truthsay'r had a vision of a coming ‘fire in the sky’ apocalypse. His only option is to send Roeg, his adopted son, on a perilous journey to meet the King of the Gnomes in search of a powerful stone - this awakens an ancient evil that sets the prophecy in motion: never to be undone. 

Across the Atlantean sea, a young apprentice Crystal Hunter, Sephonei, is forced into service and sent to the mainland in search of the fabled Bloodstone, said to grant the power of Immortality. 

As these two bands of misfits race through the treacherous mainland, both searching for answers, worlds collide when they cross paths. 

YOUR JOURNEY BEGINS HERE!

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: A must read for anyone who loves dark fantasy!
 FIRESTONE
 A TALE OF THE ÉTERNAL STONES
 LEGEND
 IS BORN
 RYAN CARRIERE
 AVAILABLE NOW $2.99
 kindle
scifiseries:

Firestone: The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy (A Tale of the Eternal Stones Book 1)
The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy had been long forgotten allowing humans, gnomes, elves, and mythical creatures to live in harmony for centuries… 

Until one night, the Great Spirit Clan shaman and elder, Unn Truthsay'r had a vision of a coming ‘fire in the sky’ apocalypse. His only option is to send Roeg, his adopted son, on a perilous journey to meet the King of the Gnomes in search of a powerful stone - this awakens an ancient evil that sets the prophecy in motion: never to be undone. 

Across the Atlantean sea, a young apprentice Crystal Hunter, Sephonei, is forced into service and sent to the mainland in search of the fabled Bloodstone, said to grant the power of Immortality. 

As these two bands of misfits race through the treacherous mainland, both searching for answers, worlds collide when they cross paths. 

YOUR JOURNEY BEGINS HERE!

Kindle Edition on Sale!



        

            
            

                
                
                    scifiseries:

Firestone: The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy (A Tale of the Eternal Stones Book 1)
The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy had been long forgotten allowing humans, gnomes, elves, and mythical creatures to live in harmony for centuries… 

Until one night, the Great Spirit Clan shaman and elder, Unn Truthsay'r had a vision of a coming ‘fire in the sky’ apocalypse. His only option is to send Roeg, his adopted son, on a perilous journey to meet the King of the Gnomes in search of a powerful stone - this awakens an ancient evil that sets the prophecy in motion: never to be undone. 

Across the Atlantean sea, a young apprentice Crystal Hunter, Sephonei, is forced into service and sent to the mainland in search of the fabled Bloodstone, said to grant the power of Immortality. 

As these two bands of misfits race through the treacherous mainland, both searching for answers, worlds collide when they cross paths. 

YOUR JOURNEY BEGINS HERE!

Kindle Edition on Sale!


: A must read for anyone who loves dark fantasy!
 FIRESTONE
 A TALE OF THE ÉTERNAL STONES
 LEGEND
 IS BORN
 RYAN CARRIERE
 AVAILABLE NOW $2.99
 kindle
scifiseries:

Firestone: The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy (A Tale of the Eternal Stones Book 1)
The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy had been long forgotten allowing humans, gnomes, elves, and mythical creatures to live in harmony for centuries… 

Until one night, the Great Spirit Clan shaman and elder, Unn Truthsay'r had a vision of a coming ‘fire in the sky’ apocalypse. His only option is to send Roeg, his adopted son, on a perilous journey to meet the King of the Gnomes in search of a powerful stone - this awakens an ancient evil that sets the prophecy in motion: never to be undone. 

Across the Atlantean sea, a young apprentice Crystal Hunter, Sephonei, is forced into service and sent to the mainland in search of the fabled Bloodstone, said to grant the power of Immortality. 

As these two bands of misfits race through the treacherous mainland, both searching for answers, worlds collide when they cross paths. 

YOUR JOURNEY BEGINS HERE!

Kindle Edition on Sale!



                    
                
            

            
                
                
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Firestone: The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy (A Tale of the Eternal Stones Book 1)
The Dragon’s Blood Prophecy had been long forg...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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