Stephanie Balthazor
Stories (4/0)
What I learned about health
I lay down on the exam table, eager for my first acupuncture treatment. I have no idea what to expect. My background is science, this is something very different. I've done research, acupuncture has been around for millennia and appears to have had great success and continues to expand and thrive. I'm even looking into learning to do this myself. I'm excited to be trying it.
By Stephanie Balthazor3 years ago in Longevity
Dreamscapes
They met in this secret place as often as possible. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep these meetings secret. The risk of being discovered was great. If they were found...she shuddered. Capture was unthinkable. Its not just torture or death that she feared, it was the thought of being turned into a weapon that terrified her the most. They all shared this fear. It had happened many times before. They would become a part of the great enemy. As long as they could stay anonymous and hidden they could keep working towards freedom. Each was willing to die, each would refuse capture. They needed these secret meetings, they needed each other to stay strong and continue to fight. She knew they would all be lost if they could not support each other. What they had too endure, it was crushing.
By Stephanie Balthazor3 years ago in Futurism
The Spider Web
It was a perfect summer day, I had been doing yard work all day. The sun shining down, digging in the ground, pruning plants and breathing the fresh air; how could life be more wonderful than this? I took a deep breathe stretched my arms to the sky and felt the goodness of existence. After cleaning up my tools I went in search of my partner to see how he was doing.
By Stephanie Balthazor3 years ago in Futurism
What awaits in the land of Vol
He settled in for a long sleep, many years would pass before he would awake again in this world. There was no way for him to know how long it would be, how many cycles would need to pass. He was certain he arranged for everything, prepared everything; all he could do was wait in slumber. The small ones knew what to do, they would ensure the rumors spread wide and far. They eagerly accepted their task and looked forward to the day when his plan would come to fruition. The day would come, she would arrive, she would find him. Extraordinary events would occur. The promise of a prophecy.
By Stephanie Balthazor3 years ago in Futurism