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The Tapestry Nights are interesting things. As colorful as days and sometimes more eventful, nights can enrapture all of the minute fantasies of the mind. Some nights are simply beauty incarnate, with its lunar observer beaming happily at the stellar display. Others are clouded and give up no hope to see the sky, forcing our perspective down to earthen issues.The Tapestry
In modern days, nights of the former quality have been almost entirely wiped out, the use of electricity and the modern level of air pollution having destroyed the purity of the sky. But by sword and candlelight, a
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In Media ResThis feeling, implied, is not a feelingIn Media Res
[this time is not a time] Definitions, straining, do not constrain [the mind cannot pertain] This [noun] which feels so; It cannot be contained. [this love that is not]
This stream of thought, perhaps, brings order:
[begin transmission] A taste of smoke on the tip of the tongue; [soft-lit fog against lips and cheeks] A dissected length of optic flavor; Scattered leaves wheel about; [filtered rays stream through] Strained light from the soot-stained sky.
The film of chill surrounds the skin. &n
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-Mad Hatter
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"How often we forget all time, when Lone
Admiring Nature's universal throne;
Her Woods--her wilds--her mountains--the inetense
Reply of HERS to OUR intelligence!"
-Edgar Allan Poe
Your Friend Through Art,
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