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Venti Sleep Aid

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
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Ascension Through Monsters

In a galaxy where beasts and their tamers hold the key to power, Aidan Lorne is just another cog in the vast, unfeeling machinery of the Darnath family's mining empire. Born into poverty and raised in the brutal mines of Vesta-7, Aidan has spent his sixteen years toiling under the weight of endless labor, dreaming of a life beyond the rust-colored dunes and oppressive machinery. When his family is lost to the cruel realities of the mines, Aidan’s resolve hardens. He will escape the hellish world that has claimed so much of his life, even if it means defying the powerful elite who see him as nothing more than a tool. But Vesta-7 holds secrets of its own, secrets that could change the course of Aidan’s life forever. Amid the dangers of the mines, whispers of legendary beast masters stir his ambition, and an unexpected encounter with a mysterious force sets him on a path that will challenge everything he’s ever known. With a unique system that grants him the ability to see the evolutionary paths of beasts, Aidan’s future is no longer defined by the shackles of his past. But as he navigates the treacherous world of beast taming, interplanetary politics, and deadly rivals, Aidan must confront the demons of his past, the price of power, and the true cost of freedom. In a galaxy where survival is a battle and power is earned, Aidan must decide what he’s willing to sacrifice to forge his own destiny. --- Author’s Note: This is my first time writing a novel, and I truly appreciate you taking the time to read it. I know it may take some time to fully develop, so I ask for your patience and understanding. Please give me at least 40 chapters to better establish the world, the characters, and the plot. I’m committed to improving with each chapter, and I hope you’ll join me on this journey of growth and storytelling. Your feedback and support mean the world to me. I will rate my English average only, so if you find any grammatical mistakes or any words hard to understand since I am trying to expand my vocabulary, please let me know so that I can improve myself.
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