Category: the lighthouse
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A New Day
A new year is upon us already, it would seem. There are regrets, there are precious memories that we wouldn’t trade for anything. Sometimes, things don’t turn out the way we hoped they would. But that doesn’t mean we can’t change them. We have the chance right here, right now, to say goodbye to the…
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Foxcroft: Deep Breath
“You know, it’s ironic. The very thing you thought that we were this whole time… is what you are.” A voice talked to him from the hallway, slowly approaching him. “And what’s that?” Kit retorted. “The Bad Guy.” The man came into view. Gray hair, a serious face that looked like it could be kind…
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On the Elusion of Perfection
I’ve always been a perfectionist. Having to have the crayon box with all twelve colours, to get an A+ on everything, constantly organising my drawers—it’s in my bones and has been for a while. Honestly though, the fact alone makes failure all the more blaring and painful and… disappointing. I’ve always tried to beat disappointment,…
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Where the Daisies Grow
Wars don’t last forever. As the year has gone by, so have a multitude of ups and downs. But for this time, this moment–this is not the time for war. This is the time for victory, knowing that it has been won. We’ve all had losses this year. We’ve all hit high notes. But no…
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Foxcroft: The Shoreland
“Quiet back there,” a soldier in full autumn garb barked out. The end of his rifle was slammed into the side of Kit’s knee, Kit doubling over in the backseat of the 4×4 vehicle. “What did I even do?” Kit whimpered, trying to make it sound more manlike than it was. “You breathed.” The man…
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Be a Window
Windows are made of glass by purpose, so that we can see through them. The focus is truly never on the window itself, it’s solely on the object beyond. All the window has to do is to remain. That’s how we should be. A window. We’re a sideshow. Minuscule. Microscopic. Unnoticed. All that we need…
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A Call
“Sisters, we can start againGive honor to the endLove, we can start again.Brothers, we can start againGive honor to the endYeah, we can start again.” So says the song “Priceless” by for KING & COUNTRY. This is not a blog post, an article. This is a call for young people everywhere to rise up. Brothers,…
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Foxcroft: Lost in the Fog
“Let me get this straight—you escaped the Militia by climbing off your roof to a plane, ended up having to drop your littlest sister some fifteen, twenty feet, had your other sister jump out when the going got rough, and then you survived impact?” “Something like that. You mind telling me your name? I told…
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The Winds of Change
So, this post is somewhat two-fold in purpose! Firstly, you may or may not have noticed an absence on my part during the last couple months; in part due to a slightly heavier schedule this year. Sometimes, other things just take priority, and I hope you understand! Three (or more) things you can look for…
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Foxcroft Season One: Pilot (Part 2 of 2)
The airplane nosedived, Kit, Beren, and Tahlia trapped inside. As if there was momentarily no gravity at all, Kit floated in the air for a brief second before slamming into the cold floor. “We have to jump! It’s the only way we’ll survive the fall,” Tahlia screamed into their ears. “Are you insane? We’re over…
The Treehouse 