Leeron Heywood Writing

I'll Call Them Serendipity

Any minute now the clock would strike midnight, and the geasa would be set for the year. Needed to find Beth a suitable resolution FAST.

The Door To Possibility

The Door was a constant. No matter where you were, or what state you were in, at the moment where the old year turned into the new, everyone encountered the Door.

Distributing The Old Favourite

“Seer…” What a strange voice. What could it possibly be?

A Time To Address What Lingers Unfinished

Ah, the last hour of the year. And Cathie was due a break anyway; might as well let all the lingering resolutions in and address them.

Suspended On Promises And Paved With Resolutions

It’s a dream, I remind myself, and like every other year this doesn’t quite comfort me. After all, it affects the real world…

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