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A story by Journey Hart. There was a little art museum in a small little town, almost directly beside the harshest sea in all of Scotland. Inside this gray little town and inside the colorful little art museum, a single, enormous painting hung on the wall. The villagers called it the “Blessed Art”, as the picture was so beautiful and detailed, watching it closely would transport your mind to a different world, one of great waterfalls and vibrant flowers. It was a rumor among the townspeople tha

A story by Journey Hart “Come on! Faster, Emma! I think I found something!” Auburn’s voice bellowed through the trees, sending birds flying in a frenzy overhead. I watched a feather fall to the grassy floor and sighed. Against my better judgement, I followed her call. A frame of dangling leaves waited for me to push them out of the way. In doing so, I stopped with a start to find Auburn standing before me in a small clearing. Usually she ran ahead for her lack of the ability to stay in one plac

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Written by Lucia Winkler It’s almost as if Edgar Allan Poe has opened a dessert shop.  Vampire Penguin, a chain hailing from Sacramento, has recently gained popularity in Florida. This success can undoubtedly be attributed to its shaved snow, a unique treat that is an in-between of ice cream and shaved ice. The texture is creamy and soft, but also made of icy shavings as a snow cone would be. It is no secret that cold foods tend to be favored in the Sunshine State, and uncommon alternatives to

Written by Lucia Winkler "Encaustic & Waterworks", a new exhibit at the Highlands Museum of Art (MoTA) in Sebring, features the work of Polk County artists Kathy Stutzman and Sharon Surrency. Though their forms and styles share very few similarities, this distinct showcase calls attention to the close-knit art community in Florida and a mutual passion for creation.  Both featured artists are leading figures in the Polk County arts. Surrency recently received an award at the Polk Arts and Cultu

A story by Journey Hart. “This is all your fault!” “How is this my fault? If anything, it’s yours.” “Just shut your mouth-“ “Make me.” “SHUT IT!” I clutch my head in hands and pace. It’s the only thing I can do. I’m shaking. Why am I shaking? I should be ready to handle this; I should be in control of the situation. I’m the leader. There should be no hesitation. Why am I shaking? Annabeth stares at me. There’s nothing on her face. She doesn’t even look angry. I yelled at her. Why did I yell at