#mod rye

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Hello! I'm assuming you're referring to this rule:

(Rule #4 of our rules page)

I’ve had some pretty bad experiences with my parents and it felt like hell being around them when those things happened but nothing has happened for some time now and I feel like everything is okay? But then this has happened before too, I mean things would be good for a while and then it would not, and maybe I’m just scared about good feelings never lasting. I don’t know what do u think i just wanted to hear somebody else’s thoughts on this. Thanks a lot for your time!!

Hey there, you are always valid in how you feel 100%. I have had a similar experience in things being bad and then good for a while and then going back to bad, so I know what you mean and how you feel.

I would always be scared of the good times leaving again and again because they always seemed too. But then one day it got better and continued to get better.

I don’t know your situation, but for me, I try my best to remember the good times and know that they will come back eventually. The bad doesn’t have to last forever.

I hope this helped a little bit and if you have more questions don’t hesitate to ask us :)

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Sorry for the wait @alchemotiferototyper

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Deep in a dense forest stood a large wooden cottage. It wasn’t easy to get to- unless you were in dire need of guidance, and even then it was a gamble to even go inside the dark wood. Many who attempted, never returned.

It was only the stories of those who did return that continued to sway others into going inside. They say that the Seer of Breath lived there, surrounded by their trusted guard of monks; those who had agreed to stay behind and devote their lives to their god.

This young follower of the Seer had wished to do the same. They wanted to let go of all their earthly possessions and follow their god in the most pure way possible to them- living for them and helping them out.

It had been incredibly stressful to even consider going into the forest. The follower’s own uncle had gone in there a month ago looking for guidance and still hadn’t come back out- as many often do when they feel lost or tied down. But this follower knew something that most others didn’t, and that lately had been giving the follower the courage to set forth and attempt to locate their god.

See, someone had come back; an elderly man had returned to the town from the forest, looking hungry and cold. He had been taken to the hospital as soon as he was spotted. Luckily, this follower had been the first to see him, having been the one to call for help. Before the man collapsed, he spoke of how he had found the cottage of the Seer, having almost met the Seer themselves.

“Go at sunset,” he had said, clutching his stomach. “Go as fast as you can, following the light from the stars above. Get there before sunrise, and the Seer will have you.” In shock, the follower pulled back, only to have the old man pull them closer. “Before sunrise you hear? Or the temple will slip away before you can go inside.”

The old man had been taken to the clinic, and was doing a lot better- refusing to speak to anyone about his experiences in the forest.

The follower checked their bag once more. Plenty of food and water for the journey, as well as an offering for their god when they got there... if they got there. Guided by the now visible stars, the follower set out.

The night was cold, quickly seeming to get colder the further into the forest the follower went. It was only when they couldn’t see their town in the distance anymore that the follower started to worry.

When the follower was at their most tired, legs wobbly and steps slow, that they noticed the path around them getting lighter. Was this daylight? Had they failed?

Now in a brief state of panic at the thought of dawn approaching, the follower quickened their pace- only to recall what the old man had said. They needed to follow the starlight. They needed to follow the... of course! They must be on the correct path! With renewed vigor, they rushed forward, keeping their head up high to follow the winding path through the trees.

And of course, with their head staring upwards, they smacked their face into the cabin of the Seer, groaning and falling backwards with the pain. Acolytes looked up from their yard work to see the follower, only to go back to their chores snickering at the young traveler.

Embarrassed, the follower moved to stand up, only to pause as the door to the cabin opened, showing the Seer of Breath in all their glory.

“Oh there you are little one,” the Seer smiled, looking straight through the follower who had tears in their eyes. “I’ve been expecting you. Come in, let’s have some tea. Perhaps I can help you find that uncle of yours yes?” The Seer offered the follower a hand to help them up. The follower took it, and then disappeared into the cabin.