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06.05: A Six – The Book of 27
4 of 27: Hollowmere – the colour of joy that never belonged to you 4 of 27: Hollowmere – Joy that never belonged to you She stands near the cake table with her hands clasped—watching the baby shower unfold in pastel and laughter, cheeks aching from smiling while her insides remember how it felt to…
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02.05: A Six – Brigid’s Journal
Brigid’s journal unfolds now beneath the Caledonian pines, where light moves differently, and the loch keeps its own counsel 1 May: Brigid and the Crow of Glen Affric Glen Affric, Scotland – The sun turns its back on the hills as Brigid presses open a new page in her journal, and she writes: do not…
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30.04: A Six – The Book of 27
3 of 27: Threshgold – a Colour once felt, not seen—the terror just before hope Content Warning: This post discusses topics including suicide. Reader discretion is advised. If you are feeling vulnerable, please consider whether you wish to proceed. The Colour Called Threshgold Her breath is steady, scarf tugged loose by the wind, and she…
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28.04: Threshgold- The Liturgy
3 of 27: Threshgold – a Colour once felt, not seen—the terror just before hope 3 of 27: Threshgold – the terror just before hope I. The Threshgold Threshgold is not the leap—it’s the foot hoveringabove the abyss,the heartbeat where fallingand flyingstill wear the same face. You’ll find it in the pausebefore the pistol shot,before…
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Felreil: The Liturgy – The Book of 27
Author’s Note – A Presence, Not a Story You’ve already met him. Felreil appears in every Six Sentence Story in the Book of 27. He is the stillness in the doorway—the witness behind the Colour. This is his name, his silence, his breath. (You may never see the stories the same way again after reading…
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22.04: A Six – The Book of 27
2 of 27 Ashwine – a Colour once felt, not seen—the warmth you almost touched. 2 of 27: Ashwine Felreil steps through the broken arch of the chapel—not as a pilgrim, but as someone answering a question no one remembers asking—wooden shutters rattle as the wind forgets itself—and she sits in the front pew, maybe…
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Ashwine Liturgy – The Book of 27
2 of 27: Ashwine – a Colour once felt, not seen—the warmth you almost touched I. The Almost Ashwine is not the fire—but the embers you hesitated to hold,the glow that lingeredon your palms a second too longbefore you let the night take it. It smells like pages pressed closedfor centuries—rosewater,dust, and secrets that waitedwithout…
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Veilwake Liturgy: The Book of 27
Author’s Note – Before the Silence This piece began as a liturgy—written not to be published, but to help me find the soul of the Colour called Veilwake, the first of the 27 unnamed Colours in this series. I often write these longform, stream-of-consciousness meditations before shaping the Six Sentence story. They show me what…
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14.04: A Six – The Book of 27
1 of 27: Veilwake(Six sentences. One soul. A Colour once felt, not seen. A shard of the First Colour: Veilwake.) 1 of 27: Veilwake Felreil walks where no wind speaks, and none dare follow, across a lunar-dry flatland that once dreamed of being sea but woke as salt-cracked stone—and when the black cloud drags its…
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09.04: The Garden of Ordinary Apocalypses
The Garden of Ordinary Apocalypses “The Old Woman Wakes the Crow”(an ekphrastic poem after Caspar David Friedrich’s painting “The Tree of Crows/Raven Tree,”) The crow’s nightmare was this:a tree split open like a ribcage,its branches—vertebrae of dusk,its roots clutching a bellthat only rings for roots. “Hush,” says the old woman,peeling a lychee with her knife.“You’ve…
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