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Edgar Poe

@theedgerpoe

Former MS2, CEO, Lord Protector. Aspiring writer with a love for wit, humor, and adventure.
#Respect #Wisdom #Faith #Hope

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Good morning!! (for most of you) ❤️❤️💘 #MondayMotivation #MondayVibes Yachtt life. #yachting Edgar does pretty good with his camera yes?

Good morning!! (for most of you) ❤️❤️💘 #MondayMotivation #MondayVibes Yachtt life. #yachting 

Edgar does pretty good with his camera yes?
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Question: What makes this a great shot? The lighting? The sea? The play of aperture? The ISO? Or maybe… it’s just her eyes.

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The Heart's Fire: Love (Part 1) Edgar's hands shook as he lifted the Dragon's Heart, the weight of it nothing compared to what he carried in his chest. Spencer’s face twisted with wrongness, her voice calling his name with hunger instead of love. The artifact pulsed against his

The Heart's Fire: Love 
(Part 1)

Edgar's hands shook as he lifted the Dragon's Heart, the weight of it nothing compared to what he carried in his chest. Spencer’s face twisted with wrongness, her voice calling his name with hunger instead of love. The artifact pulsed against his
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Edgar is giving me riddles and the Queen has low skill in solving such things, help! Your journey begins with a tale once bound, Not by crown, but by ink renowned. Seek the volume whose birth year is the total of: Four suits, each thirteen. Take two suits, twice over, add a

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The Heart's Fire: Cost Part 2 For twenty minutes that felt like hours, Edgar fought the creature that wore his wife's face, red beams carving through air thick with dimensional energy. Each strike tore pieces from the shadow-Spencer, silvery essence pouring out like liquid

The Heart's Fire: Cost
Part 2

For twenty minutes that felt like hours, Edgar fought the creature that wore his wife's face, red beams carving through air thick with dimensional energy. Each strike tore pieces from the shadow-Spencer, silvery essence pouring out like liquid
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The Heart's Price Part 3 Maci reached Edgar first, her hands burning against the Heart's blazing surface, mind calculating impossible energies, medical training recognizing a body pushed beyond all limits. "I can't touch it," she cried, flesh blistering from proximity to power

The Heart's Price 
Part 3

Maci reached Edgar first, her hands burning against the Heart's blazing surface, mind calculating impossible energies, medical training recognizing a body pushed beyond all limits. "I can't touch it," she cried, flesh blistering from proximity to power
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The Heart's Price Part 4 Every nerve ending screamed as crimson fire flooded Ana's young body with impossible energy. The Heart didn't care that she was barely twenty, didn't care that her hands were meant for healing and painting, not for wielding weapons of the gods. It only

The Heart's Price
Part 4

Every nerve ending screamed as crimson fire flooded Ana's young body with impossible energy. The Heart didn't care that she was barely twenty, didn't care that her hands were meant for healing and painting, not for wielding weapons of the gods. It only
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The Aftermath Part 5 Travis knelt beside Ana, Knight Captain's training overriding the trembling in his hands as he checked her pulse, her breathing, the way her eyes struggled to focus on anything beyond the ceiling. "She's in shock," he said, voice rough with concern that went

The Aftermath
Part 5

Travis knelt beside Ana, Knight Captain's training overriding the trembling in his hands as he checked her pulse, her breathing, the way her eyes struggled to focus on anything beyond the ceiling. "She's in shock," he said, voice rough with concern that went
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What a wedding! We were up until 3am, and the bride’s father (75 years young) out-danced half the twenty-somethings. In Corsica they have a tradition I’d never seen before: instead of cutting the cake, they break it with a wine bottle. Queen Spencer (Prithvi, Asase Yaa) Lady Ava Of Briarwood Glen

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The Aftermath: Power Part 6 "I almost kept it," Ana confessed in darkness, voice small and young in ways her waking self never allowed. "I could have saved everyone, protected everything, made the world perfect." Spencer's hand found hers across rumpled sheets. "And in doing so,

The Aftermath: Power
Part 6

"I almost kept it," Ana confessed in darkness, voice small and young in ways her waking self never allowed. "I could have saved everyone, protected everything, made the world perfect." Spencer's hand found hers across rumpled sheets. "And in doing so,