Welcome to Winterland

“Fiction influences reality far more than reality influences itself.”— Noel Winter Welcome to Winterland, where winter never ends in the dome holding all snow that falls. Inside, there is one mind to entertain what Noel is unable to influence, dedicating his heart to short excerpts in the hopes of doing what he’s always wished to…

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Sole Captain

Developing a map for where I hid my riches made for some unfortunate casualties, but what were the lives of a few in exchange for a challenge? Perhaps what is known in the afterlife to me is equivalent to nothing, but to see the younger adventurers make attempts at obtaining what they didn’t earn is…

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Death Letter: Noel Writes

Dear Noel, Six months going into seven with this blog, not half bad! Well, maybe a little bad. Terrible, in fact. Come on, you barely manage to survive for that duration and you think you’re special? And don’t give me excuses when you full-well know you spend hours a day watching Youtube and playing Smash…

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Chapter Soleil: Rehearsal

One will find that repetition in Winterland seasons is unusual, for blank slates of all worlds may as well be one with different filters. What does this imply? Imagine a setting where the Season is not on their own. No, quite the opposite. This Season knows nothing but life and people all around her. Granted,…

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Framed

Inside a picture, there was nothing left for me to do but rest within the flattened walls. “Guilty” for a crime I am unable to recall. In fact, there was nothing to recall at all, I was unable to escape a prison frame. Someone else was to blame, but I couldn’t point them out by…

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April: Through Seasons

Waking up felt as normal as every other time, rather than the miserable cold harshly pressing against her skin. Below her back was a soft surface, mattress-like, though she knew little of such a feeling. Though her eyes were unable to clear up the blurry vision, her ears caught wind of a jotting pen in…

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The Letter

A calling was given as the battered swordsman was outnumbered and outclassed. When one attacked, the other followed, and both managed to obtain the upper hand. Unfair battles, but perhaps that was why I fought. To even the odds for the sake of… Neutrality? No, even the light has become an enemy. And so I…

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