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Category: microfiction
vernacular
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having imbibed a turbulent elixir, confusing ‘entropy’ for ‘energy’ drink, i now find myself dispersed across the cosmos
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though i’ve gained a keener comprehension of the universal vernacular—and the perpetual rhythm of order and chaos—i’m perplexed by the simple task of reaching work today
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samurai & assassin, wisp
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samurai’s honor, assassin’s stealth, in the wisp of twilight they find themselves
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lawn
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we forged pathways through the unruly lawn, a pursuit of sprites in a lively game of tag leading us to a cluster of majestic oak trees. these trees, plump with their own narratives, murmured unhurriedly, attempting to engage minds moving faster than sap on a winter’s day.
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wove through brambles
Drawn by the aura, Caelum wove through brambles. Gnarled limbs shifted, revealing an opening. Heart pounding, he entered the ancient oracle’s limbed embrace.
amid bear berry scents
Amid bear berry scents, Caelum’s gaze fixed on a gnarled tree, twisted limbs like an invitation, secrets entwined. Drawn to its aura, he approached the ancient oracle, seeking to decipher the cosmic riddle that shook his existence.
bimbling out
Bimbling out from his rocky hideaway, Caelum cautiously resumed his berry hunt, eyes fixed on the sky’s unpredictable dance.