When I signed up to write an article for this blog, I thought: Yeah, it’s going to be so much fun! I’m going to write another internal meaning of a fairytale paper and it’s going to be great! I then proceeded to come to two realizations: 1) It is a lot of work to write that kind of paper; and 2) I have no time. Why don’t I have any time, you ask? Well you see, I am a senior in highschool. You remember high school don’t you? The worst years and the best years. The fond memories, and the cringe-worthy recollections. I am almost done and doing everything I can to stay afloat long enough to graduate and get on with my life. I am halfway through the year and everyday I wonder again if it’s worth it. Is it worth getting out of bed and going to boring classes again and again? But again and again I must subconsciously conclude that it is because I continue to go. That is a choice that I make. Continue reading I Regret My Decision →

Since the beginning of time people have been telling stories. They have been passed down the generations in song, story, image and memory. We have millions of stories that are told everyday. History itself is one long story about the human race. Stories are our memories, and our past. They can teach, express, and question life in ways that we couldn’t do without them. I have always loved stories, and of course grew up hearing all the classic fairytales.

In the modern world we like to take stories like the old classics and turn them into new and exciting things. We ask questions like, “What if Snow White befriends the Huntsman?” and “What if Alice wasn’t dreaming?” and then create new stories from the old ground work. But what if there is an underlying story that we missed in all the old fairytales?
Continue reading The Truth in the Tower →