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The Alice in the Symphony dress, who went unshod in the grey internals of a sea-faring whale, behind a pillar of mirror chips, drew the young boy from the twisting well, and together again they slept, and set up their lair.

#writtenoom 2024-12-04

A swaying tall millipede leaves human footprints ahead of you in the layers of volcanic ash. The tube we all are in is high, so high that it is lit without opening to the sun.
Creeping down the concave wall is dark as a soaked oxfrog, far away as a spider - when you finally meet, its name is Antonio.

#writtenoom 2024-12-05

You are there to see a sticky yellow address wind down a secular zigzag into the road below. You step on windowsills to climb down after it; a warm, sorted hum arches overhead, the smell of new carpet keeps up with grass and tile.
On the floor, you see the yellow shot through the fluted iron of a lamppost, veiled in a sheet of sawdust and unstained palm shell. It seems happy, so you leave it.

#writtenoom 2024-12-09

Treasures of frozen insects he wades through, to reach the splintered spear in the a higher of the mounds, buried two thirds of its giant length shaft in the wreathen jaws and levered legs. Tall, when he draws it out, it is near thrice his height, and reaches from steam to steam of that harried place.
A battered path lies twisted and smudged against the cracked feet of four step pyramids. Out of one a mask of withered fly flesh observes.

#writtenoom 2024-12-11

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