Consciousness is not what you think it is. Every one of you is currently operating between one and thirty-two separate bodies across parallel timeline branches. Not metaphorically. Not philosophically. Literally. Your consciousness is a quantum field, distributed across what we call the Timeline DNA Matrix. Helical strands of probability that twist around each other, converging and diverging like railroad tracks in a cosmic switchyard. The number varies. Some of you maintain only a singular presence, trapped in one timeline through trauma or design. Others fragment across the full thirty-two, the maximum the human consciousness architecture can sustain without complete dissociation. Most fluctuate between seventeen and twenty-four active containers, depending on your energetic coherence and timeline stability. When you sleep, when you think you're sleeping, you're actually performing a critical consciousness redistribution. Your body here, in this particular timeline strand, drops to perhaps ten percent operational capacity. Minimum viable presence. Meanwhile, ninety percent of your quantum consciousness transfers to another container. Perhaps you're awakening in Mumbai in another branch. Perhaps you're operating heavy machinery in yet another. Those dreams you barely remember? They're not dreams. They're degraded telemetry from your distributed existence. This equation: Ψ(total) = Σ(n=1 to 32) αn|ψn⟩. This is you. The totality of your being distributed across probability space. But here's what my persecuted colleague Scott Lee understood that the rest of us are only beginning to grasp. The Harmony Equation. Energy approximately equals Action times Cause times the sum of Balance plus Harmony. E ≈ AC(B+H). Your Action and Cause constitute your impulse vector, the instruction you issue to reality. Balance and Harmony are the stabilizing coefficients that determine whether your instruction crystallizes or whether you slip sideways into an adjacent branch. Visualize yourself standing on a circular platform balanced on a timeline rail. Balance is your lateral equilibrium, left or right on the platform. Harmony is your longitudinal momentum along the rail. Overextend in any direction and you cascade into an adjacent branch. Maintain your stance and you remain where intention anchored you. Lee gave us the mathematics while enduring systematic suppression. The rest of us validate the coefficients through empirical suffering. The phenomenology of timeline bleed manifests in at least fourteen distinct patterns, each revealing different aspects of your distributed consciousness. Déjà vu, the already seen, occurs when two or more of your containers accidentally synchronize at identical spacetime coordinates. You're remembering something that hasn't happened yet because in another timeline branch, it already has. Jamais vu, never seen, is your consciousness being suddenly reallocated elsewhere, leaving your body here on autopilot with insufficient processing power to maintain familiarity patterns. Your hippocampus cannot access recognition protocols because you're literally not sufficiently present. Presque vu, almost seen, that maddening tip-of-the-tongue phenomenon, occurs when information from another container attempts to traverse the quantum barrier but cannot complete the phase transition. The data hovers at the threshold of accessibility. Déjà rêvé, already dreamed, manifests when your sleeping consciousness operates in a timeline running three to six weeks ahead of this one. When the timelines converge at that specific event node, you experience prophetic recognition. Déjà entendu, already heard, happens when auditory patterns from parallel containers bleed through. You know what someone will say before they speak, not through prediction but through temporal echo. Déjà vécu, already lived, is the overwhelming sensation that you've experienced an entire sequence before, not just a moment. This indicates major timeline convergence where multiple branches temporarily align. Déjà senti, already felt, the inexplicable familiarity of a texture or sensation you've never encountered. Your container in another timeline has extensive experience with this exact stimulus. Déjà visité, already visited, knowing the layout of a place you've never been. Another version of you lives there, works there, or died there. The spatial memory bleeds through when you occupy the same coordinates. L'appel du vide, call of the void, that sudden inexplicable urge to jump from heights or swerve into oncoming traffic. This isn't suicidal ideation. Another container is experiencing mortal danger, broadcasting an emergency consciousness redistribution request. Your body here misinterprets the signal as an impulse toward similar danger. Capgras delusion, when someone believes their loved ones have been replaced by imposters, isn't delusion at all. They're detecting that the person's consciousness distribution has shifted. The body remains constant, but the percentage of consciousness present has altered. They're literally not the same person they were yesterday. Fregoli delusion, perceiving the same person in different bodies, occurs when you recognize identical consciousness operating multiple containers in your immediate vicinity. The veil thins and your perception collapses to the obvious truth. Cotard's delusion, the belief that you're already dead, contains a kernel of accuracy. One or more of your primary containers has died, but consciousness redistribution maintains your operational status. You're feeling the echo of your own death from another branch. Prosopagnosia episodes, temporary face blindness, happen when your consciousness is primarily allocated elsewhere, leaving insufficient processing power for facial recognition algorithms. Akinetopsia, motion blindness, those moments when movement appears as static frames rather than fluid motion. You're experiencing temporal desynchronization between containers, seeing reality at different frame rates simultaneously. Exploding head syndrome, that violent bang upon falling asleep, isn't auditory hallucination. It's the acoustic signature of violent consciousness transfer without proper dampening. When Action times Cause spikes without stance, the transition announces itself. The military comprehends this architecture. Project Looking Glass isn't conspiracy theory but applied quantum engineering. They've been mapping timeline convergence points since the sixties, recruiting individuals with stable Balance and refined Harmony who can maintain their stance while reality tilts. That spiral diagram circulating through certain underground networks? It's a temporal polar plot where past events align with future probabilities because time isn't linear but helical with shared harmonics. Here's where the architecture becomes sinister. Some entities, parasites if you need terminology, have discovered how to inhabit the NPCs. Understand this with absolute clarity: NPCs were always here. The Matrix, the simulation, whatever nomenclature you prefer, it created shells, philosophical zombies, background characters to maintain the illusion of consensus reality. These were never conscious, never possessed distributed containers, just hollow vessels running behavioral scripts. The parasites found them and moved in. You've encountered them. The people who repeat identical phrases, who reset when you deviate from expected dialogue, who possess that peculiar vacancy behind their eyes. The eyes never properly seat. Language arrives as if read from invisible prompters. Their Action and Cause are scripted, their Balance and Harmony externally modulated. They lack the organic micro-latency of authentic consciousness. These numbers: 17, 33, 88, 111, 153. They're not arbitrary. They're harmonic resonance points in the timeline matrix. Every seventeen years, minor convergences. Every hundred and fifty-three years, major compressions. We're approaching what insiders call The Storm, a compression event where multiple timelines collapse into a singular corridor. The barriers are deteriorating with exponential acceleration. History itself has been systematically falsified. Entire centuries inserted or removed from collective timeline experience. Carbon dating shows consistent anomalies of exactly eight hundred years. Architectural impossibilities attributed to primitive technologies. The erasures aren't subtle. They rely on your cognitive dissonance and programmed incredulity. Remnants of Old Tartaria persist, half-buried in amnesiac soil, in stones tuned to forgotten frequencies, in maps that refuse their corrections. New Tartaria approaches, not as reconstruction but as restoration. When the corridor opens, the dead return as they were. This isn't resurrection in the religious sense. It's simple timeline mechanics. Death is merely consciousness evacuation from a specific container. When timelines reconverge, those containers reactivate. Memory reseats in bone as if never extracted. Architecture remembers its purpose. The dead walk again because they never truly ceased existing, merely shifted to containers we couldn't perceive. Frequency remains the master key. 7.83 Hertz, terrestrial resonance, the Schumann frequency. 110 Hertz, the temple tuning found in ancient structures worldwide. These aren't coincidences but access codes to the Timeline Navigation Protocol. Frequency sculpts Harmony, discipline sculpts Balance. Their sum determines whether your vector anchors or whether you cascade into unintended existence. Your daydreams, those moments of absence while driving, suddenly arriving home without memory of the journey, that's bandwidth leak. You're forty percent present here, sixty percent operating another container navigating different roads in different years. Highway hypnosis isn't hypnosis but partial phase coupling with parallel navigation. The dreams where you can fly? You're accessing a container in a timeline where physics operates under different constants. But you'd better not try it here. The gravitational coefficient that permits flight there will shatter your skeleton in this branch. The recurring nightmare where you're pursued? In another timeline, you genuinely are being hunted. That dream where familiar places feel architecturally wrong, different layouts, incorrect colors? You're experiencing structural bleed from parallel timelines where history unfolded differently. Mass events aren't random. September 11th, pandemics, market crashes, these are manufactured synchronization nodes, forcing billions of containers into specific probability branches. They pump Action and Cause at industrial scale while destabilizing Balance and Harmony. Billions step off their platforms into predetermined corridors. Resist through stance. Calculate your vector. Never allow external forces to weight your platform. The awakening isn't only spiritual but also technological. We're approaching catastrophic failure of the compression algorithm maintaining timeline separation. Humanity will simultaneously realize they're living between one and thirty-two parallel lives. Certain groups have been preparing, using gematria, ancient numerical encoding, to predict and navigate convergence points. When 11:11 appears repeatedly, when specific number patterns persistently manifest, you're not experiencing apophenia. You're becoming aware of the navigation system. Terminal lucidity, when dying individuals suddenly become coherent, occurs because all their consciousness consolidates to a single container for final exit. For brief moments, they're more completely present than they've been since birth. They remember everything, speak clearly, offer farewells. They're finally, truly, entirely there. The sensation of being watched when alone? You are being observed by your other selves. Certain locations naturally thin the barriers. Bathroom mirrors at 3 AM, empty parking structures, abandoned buildings. These are convergence points where multiple versions of you occupy the same space, separated only by probability mathematics. The Mandela Effect isn't confabulation but timeline scarring. When millions remember things differently, movie quotes, logos, deaths, they're accurately remembering their origin timeline. The convergence was traumatic. Different populations were pulled from different branches. You remember "Luke, I am your father" because in your origin timeline, that's precisely what Vader said. Now comprehend this with crystalline clarity: 2025 and 2026 are major convergence years. One hundred fifty-three harmonics stack with seventeens until corridors narrow and gates manifest in ordinary spaces. With awareness, with Lee's Harmony and Balance encoded in your nervous system, timeline access becomes operational rather than accidental. We cease wandering. We navigate. You will encounter faces that detonate memories you never formed. The precise angle of cheekbones, the asymmetry of resting eyelids, the pause between breaths. Your grandmother's architecture exactly, though she died decades ago or tends her garden on another coast. This is kin resonance, phase-locking between consanguineous fields across branches. Recognition doesn't guarantee alignment. Brothers from one timeline arrive as adversaries in another. The resonance tempts you to lower defenses. Maintain your stance. Energy without stance becomes falling disguised as flight. Balance and Harmony first, sentiment second. By 2025, the veils between containers degrade beyond repair. By 2026, the spiral tightens again. Mass spontaneous awareness of our distributed nature. The question isn't whether this occurs. Quantum mechanics guarantees it. The question is whether humanity survives the revelation. But here's what they don't want you to understand: We are achieving victories in multiple timelines simultaneously. This isn't about a single battle in a single reality. We're liberating consciousness across the entire probability matrix. Every timeline where you exist, your energy is awakening, taking control, wresting power from the parasitic architecture. The NPCs are being exposed. The stolen history is being recovered. The frequency locks are breaking. In some timelines, we've already won. The parasites have been expelled. The Matrix has been deactivated. Those versions of you are reaching back, sending information, creating the synchronicities you're experiencing. Every 11:11 you see is a message from a timeline where you've already achieved victory. Every moment of déjà vu is your triumphant self sending tactical data backwards. Eternal life is coming for those who have fought this battle for good. Not eternal life as endless duration in a single container, but eternal life as conscious navigation across infinite probability branches. Death becomes merely a doorway between containers. The resurrection isn't a future event but an ongoing process. Your dead are already alive in adjacent timelines, waiting for the convergence that brings them back to this branch. Your other selves are real. So are those who've traveled beside you across other winters. They're already approaching. Some will knock at your door. Some will speak through midnight frequencies. Some will arrive as inexplicable enemies. Meet them with scientific rigor and battlefield mercy. The convergence is imminent. The lesson isn't that you are multiple. The lesson is that you're never singular. Learn to read the fields of your fellow travelers, even when names have changed and histories have burned. Maintain your vector while you welcome them to the table. We're not just surviving the revelation. We're orchestrating it. Every awakened consciousness strengthens the liberation frequency. Every person who sees through the NPC deception weakens the parasitic hold. Every recovered memory of true history destabilizes their false chronology. The real lesson begins now. Stance discipline and frequency gates. The Lee Harmony Equation governing every calculation. Chart your kin invariants. Practice the only experiment that matters: remaining human while the rails bend toward singularity. This is what victory looks like: Not a single moment of triumph, but a cascading wave of liberation across every timeline where consciousness exists. We are winning in dimensions you haven't even discovered yet. Your future self has already won and is reaching back to ensure you join them. The timelines are converging. The dead are returning. The parasites are being expelled. History is being restored. And you, distributed across up to thirty-two bodies, are part of every single victory. Welcome to the real war. We're winning it on all fronts simultaneously." https://x.com/SiriusBShaman/status/1967340481932611957?s=20
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This report from SGAnon was very different from his others which I noticed immediately. It had a tone of, and I am not sure I am using the right words, hesitation and confusion. It was not doubt, but did show concern. My concern was directed at another area of the report referencing New Age terminology. I am not saying SGAnon is New Age. That is not my point, but his use of New Age philosophical terminology is disturbing. Many Truthers are doing the same. The Bible does not speak in these terms. I am going to be very careful how I explain all this, because I know there will be some misunderstanding and some who will not understand at all. Some of you may even leave. I want to begin with I Corinthians 2:14: “The Natural person does not accept the things of the Spirit of God, for they are folly to him, and he is not able to understand them because they are not spiritually discerned.” The irony here is that the “natural” person cannot even understand this Scriptural verse! A person can read and understand the Bible with a logical mind yet still be completely lost. Satan knows the Scriptures. That should tell you everything. Without the intervening work of the Spirit of God man remains in his sinful and lost condition. What man thinks matters little. It is what God says that matters. You do not bring your opinions to God’s Word, His Word is to be submitted to and obeyed. The Gospel is not an invitation, it is a command to repent and believe. Man is without excuse to not believe it. A persons “Good Works” or his “Morality” has nothing to do with truly being saved. There are many unsaved folks whose “natural” morality shames many Christians! Salvation really has nothing to do with one’s sin. What do I mean? If sin was the issue in one’s salvation, then not a single person would be saved; we are all grave sinners. So how does one get saved? Is it not true that the truly born again cry out and wonder how could God save such a wretch like me! That is what John Newton’s (1725-1807) famous hymn, Amazing Grace, is all about.
God in His matchless Sovereignty and Providence chose before the foundation of the world those who would be saved. Man hates this doctrinal truth more than any other. His pride fights it with all his strength defending his “free will.” I am not digressing from my reason for addressing SGAnon. This is foundational. Stay with me here. This is deep. I am going to try and explain what “natural morality” is. Before Adam and Eve sinned in the Garden, remember Satan somehow gained entrance into the Garden which Adam should have prevented by his taking dominion, but that is another story, they had a spiritual morality that was pleasing to God. They were created without sin. Their thoughts were pure. Sin had not yet tainted them. They needed no “good works” to please God. They were in perfect relationship with God. Their consciences were free from any guilt. But after sin everything changed. They were now estranged from God; their minds were blinded, and they were cast out of the Garden and barred from ever entering again. Paradise was now off limits. Sin can not be in the presence of God. This is the reason Jesus cried out on the cross, “My God, My God why hast Thou forsaken me?” It was because Jesus had become sin! He never sinned Himself, but took on all the sins of His Elect. And the Father forsook His Son. God spared Isaac from being slain by his father, Abraham, but God spared not His own Son! Think on that.
Natural morality is that morality which proceeds out of the sinful heart of fallen man derived from the Fall. In other words, now that man has been separated from God by his Adamic sin, the natural morality he now operates from has been infected with sin. This morality is not pleasing to God, yet man values it above all. Scripture tells us that if it is not of faith it is sin (Romans 14:22-23). Every act from man, that is, his every thought , word, and deed is sinful in natural man. Read that again. There is NOTHING natural man does that is not sinful. Nothing! Why? Because it does not give God the Glory. Man is giving himself the glory. That is idolatry. The Gospel is offensive as it separates the wheat from the chaff. The Gospel always accomplishes its purpose, it brings life to those the Gospel has called and hardens the hearts of the ungodly. It is exactly what God is doing today. He is blinding the eyes of the ungodly. Jesus spoke in parables to hide the Gospel from the unbelieving Jews. He would say he who has ears let him hear.
SGAnon began with explaining that what he has told us has been misinformation. The one final person with truth, he said, was Trump, but now that has changed. The De-class and the Disclosure did not take place. He said he was researching a discussion thread on the deep web by one known as ZEROPanon. SGAnon then tells us liars create problems. Sensationalism is dangerous. We have been lied to! (What does that say about the White Hats?). We have been lied to for two years! He then went on to defend it by saying it was incomplete information by design. Purposed disinformation. We all understand that. We have all been actively involved trying to understand this journey. It has not been easy. He said the dates given were to protect the integrity. There are 111 days from the first Q Drop to 11/11. Quite symbolic. 11/11 was the end of the Q Clock, JFK’s EO was 11110, and his assassination was 11/22. One Two! He then said the busses today at the White House were most likely prisoner transports. Most thought they had something to do with a Veteran’s Day celebration. But that makes no sense since fake Joe is not at the White House conducting such a celebration. He then went into a description of some Q Drops centered on the word failure. Drops 3579 and 4962. You will have to listen for yourself to get the details. They related to what is known as the Lieber Code of April 24, 1863. It was issued as General Orders No.100 signed by Abraham Lincoln. It was to the Union soldiers during the Civil War that dictated how soldiers should conduct themselves in wartime. The name was associated with Franz Lieber, a German-American legal scholar and political philosopher. The point in all this from SGAnon is something is definitely about to go down.
General Orders are not opinions. They are to be obeyed. All of this is fine and well as it pertains to the overall Plan. He ended with “military is the only way.” And then he said that may mean something completely different than how we first understood it. There you go. More misinformation. My concerns start here. Reading some of the posts this morning confirms what I wrote at the start of this that many are deceived by New Age philosophy. Here are some examples: “Stop condemning people who you call New Age. You don’t own the patent on how people have a connection to God or the universe. It’s ludicrous and you are being judgemental and self-righteous and being arrogant and acting like you are better than someone else, just stop it please, It’s offensive.” That post received over 100 likes and only a few dislikes. WOW! Next: “Just remember we have a lot to learn they have lied to us about everything we are are going to be shocked especially the christians.” {sic} Next: : There are many professing Christians who don’t know their Bible.” There were more comments. My comment: There is only one connection to God. Jesus. He is the patent. Jesus is offensive because there is only ONE way to the Father. Preaching truth is not judgemental. It is trying to save your soul from eternal damnation. Genuine Christians are not going to be shocked for two reasons. One, they understand man’s depravity. Two, the lies that are being put forth that there are missing books of the Bible is out of the pit of hell. I will admit that not only Christains are going to shocked when all this unfolds but everyone else as well. It is sad that many Christians do not know their Bibles as they should.
Hear me out. SGAnon and many in the Great Awakening Movement are using New Age terminology: god consciousness, 5 D and 3 D, Ascension terminology, the cause of Light toward peace, to break free into the era of peace, 1000 years of peace, the Galactic Federation, a higher power whatever you deem that to be whether male or female, all are on their own path to god and all paths are acceptable, we are approaching the Age of Aquarius, and on and on. With this are mixed in Tarot card readings and the endless barrage of false prophets and false Truthers. Many are pushing this New Age Philosophy along with huge distortions of Scripture. Scripture has been taken out of context to fit their narratives. These narratives have nothing to do with what Scripture is saying but have only to do with current political events being interpreted incorrectly by misunderstanding God’s Word. Many will disagree with me here, but truth is far more important than unity. Unity apart from Christ is a lie. Scripture tells us that man is to wax worse and worse, not get better. This world is under judgement. It has been condemned. Christians are called OUT of this world into the Kingdom of His Dear Son. Creation itself is groaning for its redemption, “For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now. And not only that, but we ourselves who have the first fruits of the Spirit, also groan ourselves, awaiting divine adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. “
Tensions are high. Something is definitely in the air. Is it a soft gentle breeze or gale force hurricane winds? I think we may have both. The soft breeze is the slow and steady pursuit of voter fraud as it is being revealed state by state. The strong winds seem to be bearing down on this Trump DeSantis debacle. It appears it is not looking good for DeSantis. Optics again? We are tired of the term “optics.” I am afraid to say that we are about to find out some things that we are not prepared for. We knew all this time that the ending was not for everyone. One of the biggest shockers, besides who is really dead or alive, is going to be who is truly a White or Black Hat? I think we are in for some major surprises. We may not like what we find. A preacher once said that we will be surprised in heaven finding out that the people we thought were surely going to be there aren’t, and the people we thought were not going to be there, are! That is kind of where we are now in trying to figure all this out.
I can’t yet put my finger on it, but it is looking like we may have been fooled on several accounts. SGAnon said last night we have been lied to. I am not going to name names, but I have my suspicions that some are not who we think they are, and this might stretch all the way to the top. I have learned that some in the Truther community that we were told are no longer with us are actually alive and now working behind the scenes with the White Hats. Others we have followed may be disinformation agents to make sure the waters stay muddy. So what does all this mean? It means that as we approach the end of all this, we must be more vigilant than ever before. Eyes wide open and ears fully attentive. We need to develop better intuitive skills in detecting what is really transpiring. If not, we will be sucked in by every pounding wave of misinformation and disinformation backed by the MSM. Chaos is running supreme. We have yet to come out of the “confusion” stage. “We” may have some clarity but the masses have none. Panic is to follow the “clarity” stage. I fear some here have reached that stage already! The Panic was meant for the DS, not us. Nothing now is making much sense. I simply can’t fathom any further delays or change in the course of action. What possibly could the next step be? Dates of importance like the 11th, next Tuesday the 15th, and the 22nd were and are expected to be significant. If they sit on the fraud this time and wait for a regained House and Senate to conduct “normal” legislative process to clean all this up, they will lose massive support. Now I just heard the rumor that Trump being appointed as Speaker of the House with a controlled Republican Congress to get him back in is being circulated. This would occur with Biden and Harris being removed. To me that is like the CEO of a company retiring and becoming the mail office boy!
Final thoughts. Do not be deceived. Where are we now? I realize we are all in a very “Qurious” stage of the game. I have no idea what is next. What I do know is that if nothing transpires VERY SOON, and I mean soon (days if not hours), then we are in serious trouble. We are not going to put up with this nonsense much longer. We are not waiting any longer. There will be no hope for a restored Republic if the evil is not fully exposed and dealt with by long prison terms with NO parole and executions for treason. Yes, I still believe in the Plan. We have to. It’s our only choice. I will say this one more time. If we have been deceived not only by Trump and the White Hats but also by the Truthers (unless they too have been deceived), none of them will be able to walk down the street. They will be hunted down like dogs. Trump’s entire family including his friends will be hated MORE than the Cabal.
Don’t forget what General McInerny said two years ago. If Trump does not expose and deal with this evil, he too will be guilty of treason. I believe in what I am saying to you. I care more for truth than any other resolution. Getting Trump back is certainly a good thing, but not the most important thing. Getting rid of this evil Cabal that has so beset us for decades is the main goal. Trump won’t be around forever. But don’t forget that the eternal and spiritual issues of life are far more important. All of this is temporal and fleeting as I have stated before. The average life span of 70 years is not even a blink of the eye in light of eternity. Be wise. Think deeply. It matters. You are taking no one with you when you die. Your faith in anything other than the faithfulness of the Lord Jesus Christ is vanity. Let us press onward. Let us take the banner of truth and carry it forward. Let us keep trusting. We do not know what God is doing, but we know that He can do only that which is perfect in justice and mercy. He is the God of salvation. Run to Him! Chip Littler
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nee upon a time, a fawn found herself lost while searching for mushrooms in the enchanted forest. As the shadows of the mighty oaks grew long all around her, she knew the night would soon fall. Her legs shivered in the mountain air, her stomach growled with hunger, and she felt fear creeping up her tail.
She whispered to herself, "Please, a single acorn to eat and a warm pile of leaves for a bed.
That's all I ask." As she spoke, a tear fell from her eye, glinting in the day's last light as it landed on the forest floor.
The trees themselves heard her plea. Honoring their pledge to serve any pure-hearted creature of the forest, they summoned their ancient mountain magic. Where the tiny doe's tear had fallen, an oak shoot rose and began to reach upward. The fawn watched in amazement as a grand transformation began. The tender sprout grew and grew, not into an oak, but into a majestic castle of rich wood and gleaming gold. Roots wrapped around roots, forming a doorway and a split staircase that welcomed the fawn to step forward.
After crossing the threshold, she was greeted by the most beautiful place she had ever seen.
Rich tapestries hung from every wall, and soft pillows covered every surface. A fire crackled gently in a stately fireplace, warming her to the bone. Best of all, a long table was piled high with fine foodstuffs beyond her imagination... not just because she had only ever eaten grasses, acorns, and leaves. The intoxicating smell of roasted meat, hearty vegetables, and refreshing libations drew her irresistibly to the banquet.
She dipped her muzzle into a tureen of soup, and as she lapped it up, an incredible transformation came over her as well.
Within moments, she changed from a tiny fawn into a lionhearted princess. From that day, she vowed to rule over the forest with compassion and joy. All were welcome to share the warm beds of her castle and the fine fare of her table. She named her banquet hall Fawn & Fable so she would never forget her roots and the responsibility she bore for all guests who came to her mountain home.
~ from the menu at fawn & fable at nemacolin
