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• 20:29, 3 July 2024 109.42.176.141 talk commented on the article The Dying of the Light (Into the known You turn away. It is so much dross, and soon it will be gone. You keep your eyes fixed ahead, to where already you can see the library beyond the paper-thin veil of this world. The Last Duchess stands beside you, her gaze set. No sentiment; duty reigns. Your vision blurs. It fades. Perhaps you'll see the light again, in some half-remembered dream. Certainly not regularly. What is, is. You stand in the library, besides Summer and the others. The book remains where you left it,...)
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• 20:27, 3 July 2024 109.42.176.141 talk replied to a comment on the article Sink or Swim (Success Katabasis in fugue Where the sun meets the sea, she makes her last voyage. Golden rays pierce her thick skin like spears from Olympus. Blood and luminecence turn the water pink and gold and silver, as though her own backdrop had been painted to frame the scene. And then she rises. Shedding skin, layer by oily layer, each cascading down from greater heights like the veils of Melusine. And still she rises, the sun in the east laying out its rays like a path, guiding her on. Soon she...)
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• 20:26, 3 July 2024 109.42.176.141 talk replied to a comment on the article Sink or Swim (Redirects to Bear witness Chthonosophy challenge (60% with 3 Chthonosophy, 70 with 4))
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• 20:24, 3 July 2024 109.42.176.141 talk replied to a comment on the article Sink or Swim (Redirects to Whalerise The singing stops as abruptly as it began. The dark cave water is riven with luminescence that brights it in quicksilver. The leviathan begins to move, sending your little craft rocking as it races to the horizon. You see the cavemouth limned in gold: the sun is what she races now. A final song emerges as she passes through the cavemouth, rock falling to herald her passage: I have not lived enough. Then the dawn takes her. The midnight whale moves.)
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• 20:23, 3 July 2024 109.42.176.141 talk commented on the article Sink or Swim (You sing, your vocal cords stretching as you invoke the fierce Neapolitan sun, of its play upon the water, the warmth on back, fins, spout. You tell of the clouds, the wild skies, the great blue yonder. You sing of all you have lost and can never have again, except in dreams or books. You sing of a choice you cannot make but another can. You sing and it echoes around the cave, bringing your voice back to you in uncanny echoes – and echoes – and echoes. And echoes. The water is bathed in lumi...)
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