Any cartographer worth their salt will admit that where roads and trails and coastlines are traced meaningfully from generation to generation, within the interior all lines eventually become broken and dotted until there is nothing but a large vast…
…well nothing. When asking their elders about the space in the maps, they would be told simply that nobody has ever been there.
Extravagance, as seen in some of the royal maps, often adorned these lands with monsters and magic, and elaborate drawings of folk heroes slaying exotic beasts. Others, more practical for merchants and travellers, simply referred to the blank parts as, “La Zone Grise,” and in some cases, “Blanc.” This changed very little over the years. Those who entered the area…
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This story is based on two dreams. One where I was trying to find the 6th vark and the other while exploring the Cabinet of Rodin. I have worked the two together into a theme that has been revolving in my head the last week. A little Edgar Allen Poe for those who know him. Feedback welcome.
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From the Archives… Written in 2011.
Our relations with the objects in our houses are close. Our desires give them a life, purpose, a quest for harmony. Less useful and unpleasant objects are placed in less prominent places, sometimes banished to drawers and cupboards or at worst disposed of and discarded. We judge ourselves on our ability to manage and control our objects and our objects compete against each other for dominance within the environment. There is a certain symbiosis.
This was all explained to me by Alice Milner over coffee…
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Shakespeare’s Monkeys Stories for March.
This month I have decided to submit a story to a group called Shakespeare’s Monkeys. The idea is that we all write stories anonymously and people vote for their favourites. The story with the most votes is selected to be published in a book at the end of the year. This month’s brief was “a case of mistaken identity.” To read the stories click here. Or you can click the icon at the top of the article.
I’ve already voted this month. There are four stories to choose from. I hope you enjoy. To find out a little about the writers you can click here.
The universe has more stars tonight. Nameless stars shining in the sky revolving slowly around each other. Let the flowers bloom in the night.
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Soft is the whisper of the cooling universe…