So I love audiobooks and all because I get to, like, here a
great story while I'm doing other stuff. When I work out, I love
listening to music. What music, of course, gets kind of old.
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over and over. We have streaming for music and talk, but we're our
options for great stories. Story More is so amazing because it's not just some
guy reading. It's awesome acting, sound effects and background music. It's like
a movie for your ears. I mean, I can digitalize the lore on
my head because what you hear is so real. And I would actually pay
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offers me the opportunity to listen to all kinds of stories while I'm working out.
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of adventure, a myth of Magic, A dear I've missed, then A
Legend of a Hero, the epic a fake. Come on, come on,
Tyler. Tyler mom said it's time to cut the video games. It's
time for bed. Tyler. Just wait, tell ya, I'm almost done.
Let me finish this mission. You're gonna keep me up all night with
that thing. Just play again tomorrow. No, no, so it appears
you died and it's all your fault with you in my ear. Well,
who cares? It's time for bed. Nope, I'm playing again. OMG,
you're so addicted to that thing. I just gotta get through this one
part. Okay, it's so hard to get through, Tyler Telia ough.
Oh wow, Katy, I has a birthday party Saturday. Gotta chat Amanto
Sushis. You know you're one to talk about me and my video games.
I mean you're on your phone all the time. I mean yeah, but
that's different. I mean I'm like talking to people and looking up important stuff,
you know, like funny videos and stuff. I actually communicate with people
on my estimates, and you're doing that all day. Well, that just
means that I'm having more fun while getting better at social skills. Whatever you
guys better be getting in bed. Don't come off. No, just few
I know, right, Amanda is just now replying, Yes, this is
as far as I've ever gotten. Just have to make it to the rendezv
point. Then I'll finish the mission. Then if Tyler now you too,
Talia, bring me your phone? Oh Mom, come on now, son,
you too young lady, Yes, ma'am, but Mom, Katie and
is having a birthday party, and Amanda just started a group chat about it.
Can I just find out some of the details and do that tomorrow?
Right now is bad time. And besides, you guys spend way too much
time on these electronic devices. Anyway, Katie literally lives next door. You
couldn't just see her tomorrow and actually talk, like, ask her face to
face. Why do that when I can just text tonight? Good grief,
Talia? Right? Mom, Oh you're one to talk. When's the last
time that you actually played outside? It's like since I got you that video
game for Christmas, you haven't wanted to actually play anymore. But I am
playing, mom, just online. You kids are missing the fun of being
a kid. We'll talk about this later. Remember, I've got to work
a double at the diner and it started with the night shift, so i'll
be home around four tomorrow. Mom, you've been working extra hard lately.
Yeah. We miss you, I know. But if we're gonna afford to
move soon, we're gonna need all the extra money we can get, right,
Yeah, I get it, I guess. Besides, it's nice having
Grandma around, right, Yeah, that's been nice. Yeah, But Mom,
maybe I can win some money for us in this video game tournament coming
up this weekend. The entry fee is only twenty dollars. The grand prize
is like two thousand. That would help, right, Oh honey, that's
sweet. But twenty dollars is a lot to spare right now for some video
game thing. But Mom, we'll discuss it later. I've got a run
now, go to bed, please, sir. Yes, ma'am Talia.
Where's the phone, ma'am? Come on, Mom, please just let me
finish this text message now, young lady. Yes, ma'am Okay, I
love you both? Bye bye? Mom? Nice? How am I supposed
to do anything without my phone? I really feel bad for old people.
How tragic life was before video games. I mean, what did they do?
How did they survive? Same thing for phones? I mean, how
did anything get done? Well, we used to use paper cups with string
tide in the middle. Oh, grinnel, hey, Granna, that's silly,
that's not a fun Well it worked the same way. Me and my
neighbor Sally Sue. We used to use them between our bedroom windows, and
most importantly, we could concentrate on just one person at a time because there
weren't a whole bunch of notifications going off all the time. Well, Grenne,
that sounds like it was pretty boring. I mean did you think that
was fun? Well? Yes, and then we used our imagination to play
all sorts of games, and those games they would put any video game to
shame. Unlikely, but a fact nonetheless. I mean, you like all
these shooting games and all that. In my day, boys loved sword fights
and battling dragons things like that. Well, there are games about that stuff
too, and I love them. Really. Have you ever heard the story
of Convictua wool Well that was his name later, but he was only a
boy about your age, and his friends called him thick. Well that's a
weird name. Well it's better than confiicture, right, But his story is
about how he saved a whole village from the fate of the loom. So
what I tell you? What? How about y'all hop into bed and I'll
tell you the story. I don't know about that. Oh shesh, Tyler,
I want to hear this. Okay, fine. Well, once upon
a time, a long time ago, in a landfar away. Well,
this is original, Oh shush. It was in a time of magic and
mystery. In the Valley of Light was a small village where people worked really
hard on their trades, they loved on their families, and they served the
village as good citizens. What made this place so special was that whatever they
dreamed, they could make a peer. Oh that's cool, yes, And
do you know how they could do this? How everyone had a special stone
that they could carry with them and they could keep it in their houses.
And it was called an imagination stone. It was very powerful. It could
make anything happen. Well, we'd be too poor to afford one if we
lived in this village. Well, everyone had this power and used it for
the good of the village, rich, poor and all. In fact,
there was a small boy who was poor and was really good at using his
imagination stone. And his name was Thick thick, thick. Are you finished
yet? Almost? Only one more thing to do? And there there it
is. What do you think. Well, that's an amazing sword. Do
you want to have a sword fight? Well, this isn't just any sword,
It's a magic sword. It is my size now for battle, but
it can also become a buckler should I need it, or even a dagger
should I need something smaller. Oh that's amazing. Not as wonderful as the
things I've seen you create. Well, I've been an apprentice to the High
Visionary for some time now, but I've still got so much more to learn
about how to make more with my stone. It seems some days I can
create anything, and other days I just can't. Oh it's all right.
One day soon you'll unlock all the magic there is in your stone. Oh
wager that right. I hope you're right, or I'll never make the Order.
The Order, Yes, the Order of Visionary. They were masters at
using their imagination. They were so powerful they didn't even need stone. Oh,
okay, got it. And if I don't ascend to the Order,
then my prophecy will disappear. For prophecy, just wait, everything's going to
be explained in the story time. Okay, okay. The prophecy is a
part of the circle of light, Angelique. Father. It exists because you
believe, and you believe because it exists, it would only disappear when you
doubt yourself. You must believe in your vision. Is a very power within
our stones. I will try, father very well, love and youpick.
How are things with your stone? I've only just created a magic sword,
magnificent blacksmith. You will be for the village. Thank you, sir.
I do feel there is more to my prophecy than that, though I can
feel it. Then more you should have, Angelique, What is your stare?
Oh no, I left it at the plumbmakers in the market, Ardie,
and retrieve it now. Yes, Father Vick, Never be careless with
your imagination. Never lose it, as you can create anything without it.
Never treat it as you are the only one who can rule to your own
and its power to its fullest potential. Do you understand? Yes? Good,
Send angelacomb for something to eat when she returns, I will, sir
now. Later that day, while Vic was continuing to create new things,
test your skills and play, merchants from a far away land came to bring
something new to the village, something shining, something with me, magical colors,
something no one had ever seen before. What is it? It is
called a loom flower. It is filled with magic that can help you see
anything. Oh it's so pretty. Don't you think that I've never seen anything
like that before. Looms were like a beautiful pink flower with a glowing orb
in the middle. It shined like a small star, but sort of yellow
like the sun. In the middle of the orb were fairies, and they
danced, and they jumped and they flew. With enough concentration, they would
dance together really fast enough to form visions of what you're thinking about. It
was so pretty to behold. In fact, the more you looked at them,
the more you wanted to Can you touch them? But of course you
can. In fact, you can also speak to others with them and not
be close. If you have alone and someone your not has a loon,
the magic in them will deliver your words to one another, even if you're
far apart. Why that's amazing. Away with you, you sorcerers, We
have no need of your magic here. Why, sir, we are what
humble merchants all is seeking to give the noble light of our magi of flowers
to as many across the land who would have them. Many other villages,
tribes and kingdoms have received them with great joy. We've no need of that
magic, I tell you. Oh, but father, we can speak to
each other with these wonderful looms, And oh the beautiful things your eyes will
behold if you would but look upon them. Ah, but these men require
gold or silver in trade, of which we must keep value by reserving what
we create. My love. Now again I say away with you, But
sir, do look at the beauty of them. Surely they are worth the
creation of at least some gold, as we have no limit to our power
to create it. Dear child, we don't desire gold or silver at all.
We have simply offered a magical trade everywhere we have gone. Well,
you're not like the other merchants at all. What would we have that you
would trade. We have heard of the great beauty of your imagination stones here,
and thus we offer a magic flower for a magic stone. These these
flowers are much lighter to carry than those heavy stones you carry. It will
help us to give away our life bread for your trinkets of saucity. We
have no need of this. I say, our stones allow us to create
whatever we like. That magic and those stones are all herelics compared to what
we offer. Nay, merchant, your price is too great, Sir,
I see that you are a man of tradition and a man of great wisdom.
I certainly respect your position on your valued stones. Thus I will not
offer you dirt for diamonds. No, not at all. I see that
you must see the valuable properties in the looms we offer for yourself. Here.
Just take a look into the flower. Look at howpotaful the magic is.
Do you see how it glows? Yes, yes, I do,
see how it clothes it It's beautiful. Yes, yes, I will give
you what you ask. Angelik's father was one of the last in the village
to hold out from trading his imagination stone for a loon flower. For days
and weeks after, they all walked around with their flowers in their hands and
close to their faces, and used their fingers to play with the little pairs
found in the middle of the loom. Eventually, the many things that people
would create stopped getting made because no one was using their stones. As the
stones grew unused, they begin to grow to heark Without their stones, many
begin to get sick, and no one knew why. Not only that,
but the things the stones created begin to disappear. Even the Order of the
Visionaries begin to fall victim to the loom. Truly, these were the darkest
days of the village in the valley. Of course, Pick loved his loom
so much, even he wasn't creating any more, but his magic sword was
one of the few items that were left that were created from the stone.
It was because of this that one member of the Order came to Sea Fick
just before the sun set on a hot summer's day. Boy, Yes,
who are you? I am Bala, a visionary, and what is your
name? My name is Fick. Well, Fick. I have searched far
and wide within our kingdom to find something that was realized from our beloved imagination
stones. Alas all is nearly lost except for the sword you have created.
How did you know that? I mean, how did you find me?
And how did you know that I had created the sword? I was drawn
to the power of your imagination stone. We know the work of the stones,
and each work is unique to its creator. Everyone's imagination is unique.
The gems on this stone matched the fading color on your own stone, but
yours still glows none the less fading my stone? Is it well? I
mean it, It's never looked that way before. Why is it doing that?
It is the looms, my child. They have given us visions,
but not realities. But I don't understand. The merchants said that we didn't
need our imagination stones anymore because these looms would show us anything we wanted.
It can show anything, but not create anything. On that accursed flower,
you can see a sword as beautiful as this one, but it is only
the one that you've created that you can hold and wield in battle. They
give us power we already had to see, but left us powerless to create.
Oh no, what must we do? I have discovered that the merchants
have taken all the stones onward into the mountain. I have gone in such
of them to convince them to come back and trade with us, but they
have denied me. They took the stones, ran in a cave leading into
the mountain, and placed a great beast at the mouth of the cave to
God, where they are keeping the stones in the hollow of the mountain.
It is a dragon made of glass and metal. In the middle of the
scales of his chest is a single loom flower that I'm certain will kill the
beast. It must be his only weakness. But without a sword, I
could not fight him. But you, boy, you can go after them
and return our imagination stones and restore our village as it was. But Balah,
you can take the sword and go and slay the dragon. No,
no, child, the sword will not work for me as it works for
you, because it is yours, created by you and your stone. How
can I go and slay such a beast even with my sword? I am
just a small boy. Your stone still has power, young Vic, which
means you still believe. As long as you believe, even just a little,
you can do anything. Go now, save us all with your mighty
sword. So Vick took his sword and ran up the mountain to find the
entrance to the cave that held a thousand stones. He had never climbed that
mountain before. The journey was difficult. He created ropes and hooks, special
shoes and guards to keep him safe on high slopes. He climbed over jagged
rocks and held tight to the mountain space and the higher ledges it stormed and
rained, and the higher he got, the colder it got. He slipped,
and he fell several times, and just and he almost gave up.
He reached near the top where clearing was and he found the mouth of the
cave. And in front of that cave stepped this huge dragon. And as
promised, the dragon was mostly made of glass and shiny metal. In the
middle of the scales, the middle of his chest was a single loom flower.
I guess now it's the time to see if the sword will really was
It got up and he took a deep breath and ran full speed at the
dragon with a swore drawn to try and pierce the beast in his chest.
The dragon was swimm What would a meno dragon be if he didn't breathe fire?
My English teacher, missus my craft. The dragon breathed a stream of
fire right at fixth. He was able to roll to the right and roll
to the left to get out of the way, but he was making progress,
and he was getting closer to the dragon. He gave one last effort
and ran as hard as he could and jumped off the frock nearby, being
down just at the right angle, and his mighty sword in the very heart
of the dragon, and he pierced the loom flower right in the middle and
right in the dragon's many scales fell off, and each one turned into the
shape of men. It was the merchants all laying slain on the ground,
and the dragon was no more. Bick went in the cave and discovered that
all the imagination stones had been smashed, Great Chiefess. They were in small
pieces, and they were growing dark by now. Oh no, what are
we going to do now they're all smashed. Wait a minute, there's a
few here by this loom flower. Why they're still shining? But why?
It was then that Vic realized perhaps the looms weren't evil or sorceress flowers,
but they could help the power of the imagination stone if put together. He
grabbed as many different fragments as he could and hurried down the mountain to return
the stones. What if you fountain the thick here? Here I have the
stone, Everyone, I have the imagination stones. As everyone gathered around,
they passed them around. Within just a matter of minutes, everyone had a
piece of their own stone again. But they are so dim thick, how
can we use them again? Now? Look? See here? Put it
next to your looms, and everyone did why they are becoming brighter? Yes,
they are blowing again. But how why? It is because while our
imagination is not what it used to be due to these looms, all is
not lost. The Muschians have given us the power to see. The stones
are still large enough to create. As long as we can use both properly,
we can still accomplish anything. Yes, I think I can make something
for us to keep birth close by. And with some focus concentration, and
Shlik's father was able to craft a pocket sleeve to hold the looms, and
a ring to hold a single fragment of a stone. And from then on
there was a loom in every pocket, an imagination stone, or every hell.
And together they created even more and far better things for the village than
they had ever done before. That's a great story, Granne. Why thank
you? I hope you've learned something from it. Well, Tyler, how
did you like the story? Well? I guess you heard most of it.
But it's time to sleep, sweetheart. Well, okay, good night,
Granna, good night my bestie. Wait, Granna, that name the
kid, that's the weirdest name I've ever heard. Come fixture right, right?
Did you make that up? Maybe? Maybe not? Wait hold on,
well, child, where did you get that? Well, my phone
ain't the only loon flower around here? Well I guess not. Wait hold
on, I searched it. Granta confixture is Latin for imagination. Well,
now you're using your alone, right,