Posts Tagged: spirituality
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Clotheslines as flags over the city. Every building a construction site. Every terrace the pavement of a new floor. Every windowsill the starting point for colored clotheslines where shirts, pants and sheets shared space with shoes (tied by their
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May, 1339. The first bridge in Helobiae is built, connecting the Island of Ostrich and the Island of Wind. Before time. The first artificial island city in history, Mu, is built in the Pacific Ocean, on stone and coral fill
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As the water level raised, it became harder to keep things dry. People built above existing buildings, one floor at a time, allowing those who lived at the lower floors to move to the newer additions, strengthening the construction above
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Stories would wake the hero at night, unannounced. Stories came as words which claimed him from sleep and forced him to write them at candlelight. He learned, to his dismay, that ignoring those words would alienate him from life.
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Unseen, silent, Julia cried that night. Gaia was asleep, Kristen was away, her parents in an island far from where she was. She touched the long scar on the top of her head, barely hidden by her short hair.
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March, 1927. The average water level in the lagoon is eighty-six feet, the highest level recorded in history. March, 1930. The average water level in the lagoon is twenty-two feet. The Barrier protects the habitat from a sea level
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Often the hero would mention objects with magical properties, like the box of chocolates that, eaten while talking to a friend, on the seafront, in winter, would allow this friend to disappear, unnoticed.
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Often the hero would mention objects with magical properties, like the box of chocolates that, eaten while talking to a friend, on the seafront, in winter, would allow this friend to disappear, unnoticed.
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Pau, always together against what’s broken in this beautiful world. Someone wrote these words on a wall, in a calle so narrow Julia had to walk along to read it all.
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Pau, always together against what’s broken in this beautiful world. Someone wrote these words on a wall, in a calle so narrow Julia had to walk along to read it all.
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