“Here is a paper crease, folded severely by a determined hand. It is the crossroad that I’ve been told to keep an eye out for. I can do this! Stepping onto the crease, I tense my body in anticipation of the worst. I am rising higher now as the crease grows, forming into a large, dotted green hill.” PaperNew WorldFormationContemporary FantasySpiritual GuidanceCrossroadHillPaper Crease Book:All the Hope We Carry Source: All the Hope We Carry