Reach out and touch it (The Waswood)

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From: In Their Wake (The Waswood)


Is this skin?


Success

The veins of the earth

It's warm, blood-warm, a living thing. The tunnel is terribly dark; darkness encroaches the edges of your vision.

[…]

No – there's nothing there. It's just a wall of stone and earth. But there's a lingering scent of ammonia that makes you dizzy; […]

Description summary:
The second paragraph varies with Airs of the Dig Site. Values marked by * are assumed.

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AirsSecond Paragraph
1–public thought nothing of his illness until they were startled yesterday morning by the bulletin announcing a restless night and unsatisfactory symptoms–
2–rapping at the window. a shadow on the roof, a claw, asking to be let in, let me in–
3–bring the laudanum; my head aches; draw the curtains close–
4–the knife, the knife, the knife–
5–why is it so dark in here? Open a curtain, let in some sunlight, open it–
6–stone now, all stone, and gone across the water, but I kept his heart–
7–more wine, more wine, more wine–
8–a gage for every soul; and a soul for every gage–
9–one day you will forgive–
10–cannot bear to live without him, please, whatever the price–
11–the due must be paid–
12–let their names be burnt–
13–all manner of thing – all manner–
14–a serpent, now, and let him sting me if he will–
15–write it on blacker than black; six sigils–
16–let the sapling of their treaty be a vine around your finger–
17–sit with me under the cedar–
18–woe betide the beggar king–
19–hands were so warm, and he was so gentle–
20–there is nothing East–
21*–there is nothing West–
22–draw the glass; make it bigger; back to the furnace; heat the disc–
23–through the mirror, let them know, light their way, bring them close–
24–candle and mirror and candle and knife and mirror and knife–
25–into the well she will go, to draw them–
26–no mouth, no mouth, no mouth–
27–powder and ball, load it fast, ram it in, they are nearly over the hill–
28–dead? What do you mean my horse is–
29–nothing left of him now but the meat and soon nothing at all–
30–lips were so blue, vivid, like the silk–
31–what have I done? My love–
32–drape it over your head, confess, you are the first. You are always the first–
33–ten children, ten beautiful children you have given me–
34–born to the red–
35–no good any more. New names, new maps–
36–red and gold. Make it red and gold, not blue, never blue–
37–a glass disc, the colour of the sun in a faded memory-
38–he lost everything–
39–cross this dark sea, away, away, to a shore without mirrors–
40–and on the pedestal these words appear–
41–we will eat of the flesh of a god–
42–traveller returning–
43–a castle of ice for a hungry monarch–
44–slumbering in the roof–
45–a cavern the size of Europe–
46–they have shown us a sky behind the glass–
47–what rough beast, its hour come round at last–
48–slouches towards Marigold to be born–
49–locked are the double doors of the horizon–
50–parents! No laws! No Masters! But also no roof over your head, no money, and often–
51–E SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE S–
52–twist our vanes, slouch our backs, let them see nothing of our shape–
53–and what roses will bloom beneath this sun we have made–
54–for a moment, there–
55–otarootooth–
56–arrows everywhere, bristling like brambles from their bodies–
57–look always to love–
58–no time to prepare London for dissolution–
59–a census? Now, of all times–
60–hurtling forever towards the earth–
61–the heart they do not have–
62–extend their Friendship and Aid to London in this time of upheaval–
63–proposed revisions to the Book of Acts, volume XVI–
64–the number? What is the–
65–was forcibly removed from the Chamber after an altercation over the budget–
66–close, immortality is cheap, and the screaming–
67–there is nothing North–
68–there is nothing South–
69–SO SHALL HE NEVER DIE–
70–RECORD YOUR NAME AND CRIME–
71–where the air is velvet–
72–set aside your sword–
73–forbid remembrance–
74–Indra, Perun, Thor, Xolotl–
75–five? Were we not six – have we forgotten–
76–WHERE THERE IS VERY LITTLE SCREAMING–
77–(I was never really here.)–

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