STORYTELLERSTORYTELLER Words of search create voices with an appetite of design. The storyteller opens wide doors in corners where shadows, like broken glass, desire to repair. His tales were dreams yet to happen; visions of three legged dogs, birds with one wing and cats singing. Everyone welcomed the images while sitting silently while as words tumbled out of his hallway of memories. There were promises, confessions and minced oaths. He spoke in parables, naming the characters. A circle of visions appeared within him. He is full on develop, as stories are printed behind his eyes.

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