“How long does this friggin’ desert go on for?” Gin grumbled. His small, goblin body was not used to the dry heat of Daragon. I was happy to be here. We’d already journeyed through the jungles of Anglachel, the mountains of Ferreira, the marshlands of Kapoor and the rice fields of Yokuatsu. The deserts of […]
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I thought this time would be different. I thought I’d stumbled into the ideal life. Don’t people always say to “go find yourself a nice farm boy.” That’s what I did. Brent was a sweet, handsome dairy farmer in central Wisconsin. I thought the move to the country would be a nice change of pace.
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Every morning Lana Stock wakes up at precisely 7:15 a.m. It takes her 15 minutes to make and consume a fruit and vegetable smoothie for breakfast. She follows this up by taking a seven minute shower, followed by four minutes of cleaning her teeth. She makes sure to floss between every tooth. She spends six