Inner Realm Quotes

“Each one of us has an individual Sun continuously exploding into a joyous dawn. Tirelessly, it illuminates our inner realm and reminds us that darkness is only a matter of blind belief.”
― R. N. Prasher

“In this modern world where we are all becoming more and more separate thanks to the incredible growth in information technology, a servitor fills a need for companionship and adventure that many of us are wanting. In a cyber age full of computer generated creations, the servitor companion seems only fitting. It is an old technique, it is a nearly lost human skill, and it is one that will allow you to discover an infinite world of possibilities.”
― John Kreiter, Create A Servitor Companion

“This was the truth of fairyborn magic, the one that allowed so many of us to hide in plain sight: even as it’s drawn upon, it cannot be perceived. There are no wisps of smoke, no glimmers of light at our fingertips. Any onlooker might mistake it for a moment of quiet introspection. A summoning of will.
It is secret and sacred— a journey through the layers of ourselves, the way our fairy ancestors once descended through the mounds to their realm. One that can only be taken alone.
That meeting place appeared differently to everyone, a gift that was uniquely their own. Mama once described hers as a single pale crystal glowing in the woods.
Within me, it was a garden.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Immortal Rose

“In that stillness, I drew out the seed of shimmering gold from my heart, imagining it flowing through my body with twining roots. In the darkness behind my eyelids, with no sight to interfere, the floral notes of Immortal Rose sharpened, became greener, like the memory of their earliest life, when they’d first pushed through the garden’s soil.
Then, as if I had dreamt them into being, they were before me, a vision of a vast, lush garden that spread out as far as the eye could see in every direction. Blankets of pink, blue, red, and purple blooms swayed in some phantom breeze. The sight of them allowed me to step out of that fear I’d felt, the horror, and into something pure, and mine.
I had escaped here so many times as a child, not knowing what it was, only seeking a safe place to hide from the pain of beatings. Even now, it had the power to soothe me.
I took a step forward and was rewarded with the release of the warm, sparkling flutter in my chest. The sky was crystal clear, the color of the finest aquamarine. Here, it was always day. There were no shadows.
Flowers and herbs sprung from the soil as I continued down the path, as if eager to follow me to the soul of the garden. Jasmine bloomed on ancient stone walls, and here and there, the lilies turned their faces toward me, encouraging. I felt Mama walking beside me as surely as I felt my own heartbeat.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Immortal Rose