They Wait

In Events, Fashion, iheartslFeed by Sonya Marmurek

They wait. Between the worlds, in the space of silently slithering thoughts and ancient memories they bide their time. Their time never runs out, nor their patience.

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The realms shift, aeons pass, shadows slide in like the tide. They embrace the oldest of mysteries, the best-kept secrets: embrace and absorb before they retreat.

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The shadows breathe the secrets into the night air, into flickers at the corner of your eye, into the certainty of someone watching. They dance with every dark story you’ve ever heard, whisper so low that your ears cannot hear, so low that you feel it at Read more at the source.

Sparkle

In Events, Fashion, iheartslFeed by Sonya Marmurek

Protect your spark, cherish it, nourish it. For all its strength it is frail and easily extinguished. It is not the organ pumping blood within your body, it is not the grey matter calculating along the list of to-dos, it is the inviting dance of the muse, the divine inspiration, the delight in creation, in life. 

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Defend it against the onslaught of musts, of urgent distractions, of practicalities and pragmatic thoughts. Give it time, give it space, give it peace and then simply breathe. Light the spark, feed it with indulgent care and joy, let it show you new sights Read more at the source.

Departure

In Events, Fashion, iheartslFeed by Sonya Marmurek

“I can smell the change in the air: not unlike autumn it’s a sudden crisp feel, a moment of clarity, the sharp realization before the haze of hibernation. The spin of the Spiral is reaching the last rounds before the transformation begins.”

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“The trains are still awaiting for the last of the passengers and I should hurry, I do not want to get caught in that last twirl of no return. I used to, I think. Surely I did not leave the Spiral on my first shift? I wish I could remember the cycles before these last two, but that Read more at the source.

The Spiral Dance

In Events, Fashion, iheartslFeed by Sonya Marmurek

“Did I understand correctly that there’s some sort of special celebration taking place tonight, Miss Scapula?”

“Absolutely. It’s the biggest, grandest, and dare I say… steamiest party of the season. Most awaited one.”

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“And it takes place in Club Gothika?”

“In its Mobile Unit, let’s be clear about that. The one within the Spiral, underground beneath the Station. There’s stairs leading down, see?”

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“So I see. I understand the clubbing continues at even intervals during the Spiral’s turn. What makes this particular party so special?”

“They do keep up the parties according to their schedule the whole time, but this… Read more at the source.

The Glyph of the Bun

In by Sonya Marmurek

“I greet you, bunlings, and wish you warm eve. What has brought you out of the forest in such numbers, what might be so important that you ventured forth all the way to the Pool Between Worlds?” 

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“We want to write things!”
“Yey things!”
“Many yey things!”
“To make surprises!”
“We can’t be cheerful in human sounds, strange loud human sounds.”
“But we want to yey. Happy yeys!”
“To be helpful.”
“And then we hop out of the surprise box and waaaaave flags. Yey-flags!”

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“That is certainly a noble goal and nice of you, brave bunlings. To mark down human sounds you need Read more at the source.