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A light. A stage. And players. I feel dust upon my hands, thread upon my fingers. What do I do with these strings, with this spindle? Is the Art of mine weaved and weaving? Am I held with what I hold? To create and destroy; governed, they are but expressions of a deeper plot. Curtains roll on.
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She spun. She felt her eyes focus and refocus, a storm, a hurricane of twirling wind lashed against her face, her lashes, the cloth of her leotard. Her legs leapt from beneath her, a practiced jump, a precise movement. She landed exactly, flawlessly, her shoes as rubber
by ~k2w-xion
To ElpisO, how I feel the anguish of my leaden heartTo Elpis
And how am I to start?
How to express my pain, and in what art, and of which part? Am I he, great Atlas, to hold up a leaden heart? No, how can I bear it, My strength is mortal, but my woe so grand as if of celestial portal
I am bitter, like a beer that leaves its drinker drunk with sorrowed litter. Not beer but sweetly cider would I drink, if I had flittered far from Elpis O how she left me bitter. Only fools adore that lady, so greatly fooled by cursed glitter.
Curse and curse again, and curse once more! I damn you
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by ~k2w-xion
Lost FriendshipI write again to you, my dearest friend, From under stars that differ great from yours. A message ripe with crooked words I’ll send, To you, my friend, to you on distant shores. I write to you from room so dark and silent, I write to you from place so still and barren; On paper soft yet aged, with quill you lent, While palest moon, with soft ghost-rays lightens, Brightens the creased and ragged paper’s edge, And pours its glossy white ‘pon blackest ink, The haunting reflection etched on eyes wet entry, Your naked eye unfurling as I blink. And now I feel myLost Friendship
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