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"Press your ear to a shell and you can hear the ocean sing." He stopped smiling and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't ever look inside.”
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The ocean stirred, sea fog drifting angrily from its maw. The treasure beneath the beast shifting dangerously. Rivulets of shell and coral tumbling. A single pearly came to rest against the theif’s boot. She smiled.
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Pity too the chambermaid who stokes the fires. Those rich, cold flames to warm those endless, shining halls. She wanders them alone now. Her curse to never know the tender touch of tarnish.https://twitter.com/TheLastHatGirl/status/1201638811836592128 …
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Vast gilded flames and the soft glittering of embers. The ashes can be used in the most decedent incantations and for summoning luxury demons. All that glitters does not burn though.https://twitter.com/TheLastHatGirl/status/1201631052449681408 …
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What’s your favourite smell in the unnatural world? (I think mine is drowned star)https://twitter.com/CryptoNature/status/1201356281040293888 …
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The earliest cephalopods date back to the Cambrian period. They predate trees and land plants. So, the Earth knew tentacles before it knew leaves. Anyway, sweet dreams.
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No matter what it offered them they refused to let the old gold die, keeping it alive on a drip of watered down faith and temple incense. Occasionally they would have to force feed it prayer.
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I have been unfolding the leaves that fall from the branches, and find that many are inscribed with cries for help in a runic language
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Drink with me
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You cry and wail and beat your fists against wet sand. How dare they. How dare they take him from you. He was your ship. Yours.
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From the beach she listened to the ocean groan and creak under the cold starlight. A house haunted by thirsty ghosts.
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she prefers the term chrono-static. "immortal dredges up to many negative connotations."
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They whisper as she goes, counting her.
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She counts the ghosts on her way home
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Their Queen had evaporated years ago but the salt of her soul remained. Before battle warriors would kneel by her throne and pray, inhaling deep to carry her to war on their breath.
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He mixed another vial of ink. This one with broken coral and sun warmed tears. The ocean had been gone for years but if he could just remember what it tasted like he knew he could write it back again...
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They worshiped an evaporated queen. Knights would inhale her mist, carrying her to war on their breath.
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The ocean was the last of the melancholy gods. Mortals, refusing to not dream of sand and salt and sea, would never let it die.
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There's something missing in the sky and it isn't the stars
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The two children held hands and walked down the beach. Occasionally pointing out shells and stars. That was the last anyone saw of the gods.
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