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“Here we are, my girl, on the edge of everything.”
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“Language, the Marchess once told her, is simply the shaping of what we all know to be true.”
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“It is good they can still joke and laugh. It offers nothing to the storyteller. But in the face of the inevitable, defiant joy is effort and reward both. It is how to survive, and it is why.”
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“If it was poetry, it shifted from villanelle to free verse with abandon, from couplets to quatrains with no thought. But it was not poetry.
If it was music, it married major and minor keys without concern for time or meter. But it was not music.
If it was story, characters lived without dying and died without living; worlds without purpose became metaphors that devoured themselves. But it was not story.
Kindred and Scindapse mumbled and hummed and shouted and cackled and sang and spoke and whispered nonsense to the fire in an oft-broken, pitched stream. And the fire, like a lock finally greeted by the right key, opened.”
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If it was music, it married major and minor keys without concern for time or meter. But it was not music.
If it was story, characters lived without dying and died without living; worlds without purpose became metaphors that devoured themselves. But it was not story.
Kindred and Scindapse mumbled and hummed and shouted and cackled and sang and spoke and whispered nonsense to the fire in an oft-broken, pitched stream. And the fire, like a lock finally greeted by the right key, opened.”
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“After everything, Kindred found comfort and safety and life here, kindling between the two of them, a fire sheltered in the curving hollow between their two bodies, growing in the pause between one word and the next, feeding on meaning and desire and something deeper and bigger, a force that braided circlets of grass and made mattresses into escape ropes.”
― Tales of the Forever Sea
― Tales of the Forever Sea
“Boats have never been my home, Sarah, not really." She opened her eyes and looked into Sarah's, falling into the green there. "The Sea has been my home, the wind and the grasses an the way it's always moving in some dane that seems too profound and beautiful for this world. If there are worlds below, and some answer to this sickness can be found in them, I want to be there. And if no answer can be found, I want to be there anyway."
Kindred rolled over to her side.
"I can't explain it better than that. I don't know why I'm pulled into the unknown, but I am.”
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Kindred rolled over to her side.
"I can't explain it better than that. I don't know why I'm pulled into the unknown, but I am.”
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