Posts Tagged: stories
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January, 1444. Legends of the community called Bagga reach the city. It is said to have lived within the Forest for over two centuries, finding harmony with the animals and the poisonous atmosphere. April, 1863. The Diver, the first
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Campo dei Fiori was flooded. In the distance, children were playing into the warm water. A blue fish, a school of fish, a few steps from Julia. She put one foot on the pavement, holding her breath while the
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You’ve seen four? Gaia nodded without saying a word, keeping an eye toward the water. This side is in the shade, it is difficult to spot jellyfish here, said Julia. Then come here, said Gaia, five. The stone bridge
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On top of the Fortune Bridge Gaia said look. Julia turned toward the city. Dozens of windows, perhaps more than a hundred, were illuminated and visible from where they stood. In each window there was something interesting. People playing, talking,
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Before time. The Hero returns home. Unrecognized and believed dead, he is reborn as a poet and a storyteller. 970 – 1020. Fungal toxins make all forests impenetrable to humans.
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Before time. The Hero returns home. Unrecognized and believed dead, he is reborn as a poet and a storyteller. 970 – 1020. Fungal toxins make all forests impenetrable to humans.
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You can’t portray me, said Mark, because I have disappeared completely, in wake and sleep. If I listen to you, I am you, if I plane a piece of lumber, I am the plane and the wood, if I
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I’d like you to hunt for a story, said Mark. Why do we need a story, asked Gaia. We tell stories to understand who we are. Now, I’d like you to pick a hand. He thrust
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I’d like you to hunt for a story, said Mark. Why do we need a story, asked Gaia. We tell stories to understand who we are. Now, I’d like you to pick a hand. He thrust
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