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Item Spotlight: Amulet of the Forest

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Ancient forest spirits may bestow this amulet to a hero who defended the natural balance. While wearing the amulet, you can use your action and touch one of the six animal figurines to gain a spirit blessing for the next 24 hours as described below. While blessed, you manifest random physical characteristics of the spirit that helps you. You can only gain the help of one spirit at a time.

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What do you think? :)

Golden Mushrooms, sculpted with love!

        Night of May 27, 2020. Wednesday.

        Dream #: 19,518-12. Reading time: 52 sec.

        Microdreams, as a result of dropping into a brief sleep while watching television, have always fascinated me. It was an experience I had a deep interest in even at the age of four. I found it intriguing how my dream would fabricate short narratives that were different than what was on television and vividly compensate for brief lapses in continuity.

        In this instance, I had been watching "Face to Face" from 1990. During the scene that features a small cave while Diana goes into it, I drop into a vivid dream that lasts no longer than one second.

        It is an astoundingly vivid image of a small treasure chest that is supposedly in the cave. On the right side of the top of the chest is a handprint seemingly caused by white powder. As I gaze at the scene with a sense of pleasure, I pop out of my dream, and for another second, try to determine if it was related to the movie. It was not.

Where not even my wandering mind, will come across your name.

I know the difference.

Obsession is when every ounce of your body screams uncontrollably

to be around that person.

Love.

Love is a feeling that in me and through me I’ve often felt safe in.

I used to treasure the walks through rainstorms.

I carried the memory of your grace through my lonesome days.

And now I know something of how you did it.

I know how you used to tell me that,

no matter what,

you’d still care about me.

You told me that beauty was divine

So all I could think abut all the time

was how you used to smile.

How I’d watch your intentions shine through the little gap in the edge of your lips

every time you smiled.

I remember the first and only time you saw my grandmother.

She told me to treasure you.

I tried.

And once again failed all of those