WINDOWS TO SOMEWHERE_Rosaline's Love Servant_The Five Petalled Flower_The Gift of the Elements
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WINDOWS TO SOMEWHERE
The light from the north facing windows flooded into the artist’s studio illuminating the work space. On the flat surface of the painting table lay a gesso covered board measuring 30” x 36” that had served as a covering when she had worked on other smaller paintings on that surface. Those smaller paintings were now finished, and now she stood gazing at the gesso covered board seeing windows appearing on the board and encouraging her to look deeper, so she did. This act of artistic looking birthed the thought of these windows opening somewhere.As she continued watching, the emerging painting se...
Rosaline's Love Servant
Rosaline lays on her bed, her pink Pooch blanket covers her neck to her toes leaving her face only, dark circles discernible under her tightly closed eyes. After getting exhausted from overthinking, she lets herself fall into a deep sleep again. A pile of clothes lies near the foot of her bed, a heap of trashes fills her garbage can, dishes are left unwashed on her dining table, all those things decorate Rosaline’s cute, blue room awfully. Rosaline is not always like that; this version of Rosaline was formed a week ago.“Poor Rosaline,” I say to myself, “she doesn’t deserve this.”It started wit...
The Five Petalled Flower
My name is Terratei. It means miracle, a rare word nowadays. The Averdi scoff at miracles. We’ve replaced faith with reason, choosing to find causes for everything. My life could never be explained, however. My parents had always wanted a child, but a doctor told my mother it was impossible. She would never have children, he said, and she needed to accept this reality. I was born less than a year later, and quicklwww.onedoor.ccy became a study across the medical field, along with my mother. I was poked and prodded so much as a child that I suppose I developed a degree of tolerance normally unknown among tod...
The Gift of the Elements
I've lost track of how much time I've been out here. A month? Six months? Three years?All I know is that I've been out here, fending for myself in the forest for a long time. I used to live in a village, among other people, but I can't go back to that village.I can't return home because I used magic.Every day used to be the same. I'd wake up, have breakfast, go to work, go home, make dinner, and go to bed after a few hours. Sometimes I'd stop by the bar for the town's gossip and a drink.But that all changed that faithful spring evening. The evening strange things started happening.I was walkin...