The Web That Has No Weaver

The Web That Has No Weaver

by Ted J. Kaptchuk
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Some stories start at the beginning. This one starts nearly a thousand years before, when all the world was wooded and calm. Words like enemy, ruin, death - they were foriegn at that time. Of course it didn't last; anyone looking back can see the signs pointing to the eventual downfall of paradise, the day when trees were dropped to make room for new beliefs. Axes and swords found their way into casual life, and piece by piece that forest was uprooted, until only a corner the size of a city remained. <br> That piece of forest is my home. Glohn. The land of healers and scientists, the place where ordinary people could become great by listening to what the trees had to say. It was magical in its simple way, and yet very dull to mischeivous children like me. Every day was lived in pursuit of when I would be allowed to leave the forest and explore the open land, under the excuse of spreading my knowledge to the cities. Whether or not I would return was something only I wondered about. Every native was expected to return to Glohn. And why would they not? Out beneath the stars, with no trees to protect your soul, a person could be changed in dangerous ways. <br> Yes, looking back on my circle of life, I can see how that is true. In the loneliness of those crowded cities, a heart has a chance to really study itself, and once you know what's inside of you, it's hard to remain innocent. At times I would do anything to return to my seventeenth birthday and just stay in my bed a little longer. Other times I cherish my changes as fragments of a whole piece. <br> Now I don't know what I would choose, if given the chance. It's too late to ponder, but that doesn't matter. This isn't my story anyway. I'm just the only one left to tell it, and I promised too many people that I would not let them be forgotten. Memory. That's the only thing of value these days...
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Has your Dr. ever asked you..."Is your home cool or warm, damp, or dry?" Probably not. But, do you think this has something to do with your overall health? Read this book and restore harmony in your life, unless you want another prescription to fill!