<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:25:37.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Book</title><subtitle type='html'>This is going to be my attempt at writing a book. Wish me luck. Please leave only positive feedback.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-658939559399787749</id><published>2007-05-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:49:07.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9</title><summary type='text'>Over the last several days Quaine has taken the time to teach all of us that are going how to saddle a horse and how to pack the pack animals. While pack animals have been used in the valley to haul in the crops and to help gather wood, no one was aware at how much the animals could carry as long as the packs are loaded properly and evenly. The Stable master provided us with all the packs that we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/658939559399787749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=658939559399787749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/658939559399787749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/658939559399787749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-9.html' title='Chapter 9'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-110274777478853168</id><published>2004-12-10T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T23:49:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8</title><summary type='text'>There is a sense of anticipation and foreboding in the air this morning. Aleatha and the others are already up and working on the maps, journals, and crystals. They have been able to match some of the clues to the maps along with even fewer of the crystals. It seems that when they have the correct clue with the correct map then, and only then, does the crystal start to glow. This wasn’t possible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/110274777478853168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=110274777478853168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110274777478853168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110274777478853168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/12/chapter-8.html' title='Chapter 8'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-110114757048189116</id><published>2004-11-22T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:19:30.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7</title><summary type='text'>"There is someone new in the valley, it is time to get up," came the voice in my head. "Thank you Samantha." I could feel the energy that was in the valley, the villagers were anxious, some were fearful, and others were cautious. The newcomer feels very confident, purposeful, and in search of something or someone. Who is this person? I suppose I will find out soon enough."Aleatha, I want you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/110114757048189116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=110114757048189116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110114757048189116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110114757048189116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-7.html' title='Chapter 7'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-110057848051419483</id><published>2004-11-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T21:14:40.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6</title><summary type='text'>Now that I am alone with the panther I can ask questions, I’ll be surprised if I get any answers. "Now then, what shall I call you? There must be something that you like being called. I know that you are my familiar, just what is it that you represent for me? How may I be of service for you? I am very curious, there is not much that I remember about my abilities or myself. If you can be of any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/110057848051419483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=110057848051419483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110057848051419483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110057848051419483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-6.html' title='Chapter 6'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-110033102363673346</id><published>2004-11-13T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T00:30:23.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5</title><summary type='text'>Cyril barges into Marta’s house with a child in tow. "I want you to take these instruments back," He demands. "They are keeping everyone, especially the children, from doing their work and studies.""I cannot take back a gift that was given to their ancestors. These instruments have been in these families for generations, even if they have been hidden. Let us take this up with the rest of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/110033102363673346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=110033102363673346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110033102363673346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110033102363673346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-5.html' title='Chapter 5'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-110012009907440303</id><published>2004-11-10T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:54:59.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4</title><summary type='text'>What a restless night! The dreams were vivid and full of meaning. I know the long meeting triggered them with the elders yesterday and the need to understand what I can do. There is a lot that they seem to think that I will be able to do and should do for them. They think that I had cast a spell of some sort to start the process of the greening of the valley. Unfortunately I have no idea how I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/110012009907440303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=110012009907440303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110012009907440303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/110012009907440303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-4.html' title='Chapter 4'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-109961719046128677</id><published>2004-11-04T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T18:13:10.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaapter 3</title><summary type='text'>Well, I’ve taken my own advice and have started meditating. It has proved to be very useful. It seems when Galta and her sisters finally captured me I put my thoughts in a series of nested well-locked boxes, meditating has begun to open them up. With that the kitchen and a sitting room are now open as well. It is nice to have a kitchen in my home. I now understand how to the read divination </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/109961719046128677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=109961719046128677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109961719046128677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109961719046128677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chaapter-3.html' title='Chaapter 3'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-109946831440415415</id><published>2004-11-03T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T00:51:54.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2</title><summary type='text'>I have gained strength in the last couple of days. I am now beginning to understand what has happened to me and to my house over the years. I now know why Aleatha looks so familiar. It seems that when I first came to this beautiful little valley I brought her ancestors with me to tend to the house and land while I traveled. The family lines have remained strong throughout the centuries. I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/109946831440415415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=109946831440415415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109946831440415415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109946831440415415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-2.html' title='Chapter 2'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-109936190642993497</id><published>2004-11-01T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T19:18:26.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1</title><summary type='text'>I woke clear-headed for the first time in who knows how long. I realized that I must appear to be unclear and unknowing of what is going on around me. The ones, who had been blocking my thoughts, keeping me from thinking were gone. But for how long? And how far did they go? Or were they dead? I have never been left alone before without adequate protection from my own powers. Those that strove to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/109936190642993497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=109936190642993497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109936190642993497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109936190642993497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapter-1.html' title='Chapter 1'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8956904.post-109936166384878648</id><published>2004-11-01T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T23:56:22.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Characters</title><summary type='text'>The Oracle-The main character of the story. She has unlimited powers. Unfortunately she has to rediscover them again.Aleatha-The girl who starts off has the nurse to the Oracle and later becomes her pupil.Galta-One of four that thought they were strong enough together to overthrow The Oracle. She went insane with the stress of keeping The Oracle’s mind fogged and finally died. She taught the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/feeds/109936166384878648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8956904&amp;postID=109936166384878648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109936166384878648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8956904/posts/default/109936166384878648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flwrchld2.blogspot.com/2004/11/characters.html' title='Characters'/><author><name>Adrianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07271962630969408594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m185/aturqoise/HairCut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
