<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Guard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/guard/</link><description>Recent content in Guard on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 30 May 2018 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/guard/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Blessed Sins</title><link>/stories/2018/05/30/blessed-sins/</link><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2018 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2018/05/30/blessed-sins/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author&amp;rsquo;s note: This is the first story I&amp;rsquo;ve shared with anyone, I welcome advice and criticism. Help me make the next installment of this series better!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1: The Beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A month away from spring break, and Malinda Swanson was already counting the days. She gave it her best, but this year&amp;rsquo;s students were especially unteachable, and she didn&amp;rsquo;t want to wait any longer for her well-deserved vacation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thanks to advances in cybertech and virtual reality, she had another option. A VR system that would let you create an avatar in a diverse fantasy setting, and the avatar would explore the virtual world while you were offline. Just log in a few days later, and you would &amp;ldquo;remember&amp;rdquo; everything your other self experienced.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>