{"id":3345,"date":"2023-01-06T12:06:43","date_gmt":"2023-01-06T17:06:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3345"},"modified":"2023-01-06T12:06:43","modified_gmt":"2023-01-06T17:06:43","slug":"tell-me-a-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=3345","title":{"rendered":"Tell Me a Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>Tell Me a Story<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/sun-glare-car.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-3347\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/01\/sun-glare-car.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"182\" height=\"121\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door opens, and I am looking into the eye of the mystic that I was directed to. Why, you may ask? Well, it all started when I woke up this morning.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I had been dreaming about being in a car. Dawn was approaching. As the sun began to rise, sunshine hit the front of the car I was in, and I was blinded, so I pulled off the road and stopped the car. I got out, and standing there was a woman. She stood about 5 foot 6 and had short blond hair and eyes that were vivid green. She stared straight at me. Her eyes were what attracted me, or should I say mesmerized me.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She said only a few words. It was an address and a request that I go there. Then she turned and walked away.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Under normal circumstances, I would mark her as a crazy lady or another one of my vivid dreams. But the look she gave me bewitched me. So when I woke up, well\u2026 here I am.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The mystic asked me to sit down. I then realized this mystic was the woman I had seen in my dreams.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI asked you here for a reason,\u201d she said. \u201cI am the gateway to any number of realms. And you are needed in one of them.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not knowing what she was talking about, I asked, \u201cWhy me? And what realm?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her answer was quick, \u201dBecause it has been foretold, and it is the realm of Selat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This did not make it any clearer. \u201cWhat do you mean\u2026.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She stopped me before I could finish my question. \u201cYou are a bearer of tales, are you not? In Selat, all the stories that have existed have been stolen. Therefore it is your task to discover where they have been taken to and to bring them back. What has happened in Selat also threatens your world. Once stories are gone, there is no history, no learning from generation to generation; there is no true existence.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I didn\u2019t know how to respond, and she sensed that. So she said only one thing.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cJust do it!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And she disappeared, as did everything else around me. I found myself alone in an uninhabited village in this new realm called Selat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Where to begin\u2026?<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tell Me a Story The door opens, and I am looking into the eye of the mystic that I was directed to. Why, you may ask? Well, it all started when I woke up this morning. 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