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Beginnings
My contribution to the last #7DayTale as a whole, read by me on YouTube.
Transitory moments of something becoming. Usually followed by an ending.
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Beginnings
My contribution to the last #7DayTale as a whole on Medium.
Transitory moments of something becoming. Usually followed by an ending.
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https://medium.com/@KokopelliBFree/beginnings-2ab8c212f240 -
Beginnings
My contribution to the last #7DayTale as a whole on Medium.
Transitory moments of something becoming. Usually followed by an ending.
#WritingCommunity
https://medium.com/@KokopelliBFree/beginnings-2ab8c212f240 -
Eventually, she built the necessary muscles, and living life became the order of the day. This was, when happiness sparked.
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Step by step, she integrated healthy ones. First the breathing, then the nourishment, then walking the talk...
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Then she got hungry. This time she wouldn't feed. Nourishment was of the essence.
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After she was reborn, she congratulated herself. A raised glass, filled with the water of life caught a tear that mixed in a grain of salt.
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The birth was surprisingly easy. One breath after another she moved through the contractions, until the light blasted the tunnel.
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It happened during the in-between.
Though first, there was a death. It had been coming for a long time, and she had been prepared. -
Transitory moments of something becoming. Usually following an ending.
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Transitory moments of something becoming. Usually following an ending.
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Afterlife
Are you curious about the afterlife?
I accidentally finished my #7DayTale a day too early. So, here is the complete microstory, posted on Medium, & read by me on YouTube.
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Afterlife
Are you curious about the afterlife?
I accidentally finished my #7DayTale a day too early. So, here is the complete microstory, posted on Medium, & read by me on YouTube.
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His bones were scattered all over the place, when the light reached the square.
With the villagers, the kids watched in awe, as bones became flesh, became love, and returned to the All.
All fear had gone. All that remained was love.
The shaman smiled.
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His bones were scattered all over the place, when the light reached the square.
With the villagers, the kids watched in awe, as bones became flesh, became love, and returned to the All.
All fear had gone. All that remained was love.
The shaman smiled.
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Then she began her healing magic. It involved smudging, and chanting, and firm intention, to appease the angry spirits. But to open the gate, it needed more than that.
Love was the only way.
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Then she began her healing magic. It involved smudging, and chanting, and firm intention, to appease the angry spirits. But to open the gate, it needed more than that.
Love was the only way.
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No time for grudges, now. She had to get to work. All the ingredients she needed grew in the feral cottage garden the monks had planted, long ago. In the olden days, people knew their ways.
She drew a sacred circle over the desecrated tomb.
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No time for grudges, now. She had to get to work. All the ingredients she needed grew in the feral cottage garden the monks had planted, long ago. In the olden days, people knew their ways.
She drew a sacred circle over the desecrated tomb.
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The sight of the dug up ground in front of one of the headstones told her, that she had been right. Also, the traces of necromancy, she picked up on, were almost overwhelming.
Stupid, ignorant kids!
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The sight of the dug up ground in front of one of the headstones told her, that she had been right. Also, the traces of necromancy, she picked up on, were almost overwhelming.
Stupid, ignorant kids!
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When she arrived in the village centre, she found a scared, and confused skeleton being chased by an angry father. Following her intuition, she didn't bother to try, and ask questions. Instead, she made straight to the old graveyard in the woods.
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When she arrived in the village centre, she found a scared, and confused skeleton being chased by an angry father. Following her intuition, she didn't bother to try, and ask questions. Instead, she made straight to the old graveyard in the woods.
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She awoke when she heard screaming from the village square. A chill ran down her spine and told her, something untoward was going on. She could feel traces of magic. Snagging her medicine bag on the way out, she went to get an overview.
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She awoke when she heard screaming from the village square. A chill ran down her spine and told her, something untoward was going on. She could feel traces of magic. Snagging her medicine bag on the way out, she went to get an overview.
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They arrived almost at the same time at the red haired boy's house, who just awoke from his blackout, his mum all over him in panic.
They looked at each other and knew they all had the same question:
What had they done?
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They arrived almost at the same time at the red haired boy's house, who just awoke from his blackout, his mum all over him in panic.
They looked at each other and knew they all had the same question:
What had they done?
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Window by window was lit, as the villagers awoke from the mayhem.
When the other two kids, a blonde boy, and a brown haired girl of the same age as the red haired boy, realised what was going on, a chill ran down their spine.
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Window by window was lit, as the villagers awoke from the mayhem.
When the other two kids, a blonde boy, and a brown haired girl of the same age as the red haired boy, realised what was going on, a chill ran down their spine.
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The protective dad launched at the skeleton, which stumbled backwards down the front steps, bones scattering. It collected them up as fast as it could and fled, the red-haired boy's father running after it.
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The protective dad launched at the skeleton, which stumbled backwards down the front steps, bones scattering. It collected them up as fast as it could and fled, the red-haired boy's father running after it.
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The thump his body caused when hitting the floor, woke up the boy's parents. When they saw the nightly visitor, the mother started to scream hysterically, while the father grabbed an axe that had stood by the door from splitting wood, earlier.
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The thump his body caused when hitting the floor, woke up the boy's parents. When they saw the nightly visitor, the mother started to scream hysterically, while the father grabbed an axe that had stood by the door from splitting wood, earlier.
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Knock, knock...
Knock, knock...
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
A sleepy, red haired 16-year-old boy opened the door and looked at a grinning scull that once had been a face.
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Knock, knock...
Knock, knock...
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
A sleepy, red haired 16-year-old boy opened the door and looked at a grinning scull that once had been a face.
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Once he arrived in the village, the trace of the three teenagers split up. This must have been where they parted ways to go to their individual homes.
He followed the scent of one of them, a boy, and stepped up to his door.
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Once he arrived in the village, the trace of the three teenagers split up. This must have been where they parted ways to go to their individual homes.
He followed the scent of one of them, a boy, and stepped up to his door.
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An ivory-coloured, bony hand appeared, followed by the rest of the skeleton that had been a man of flesh and bones over 200 years ago. He had no nose, but he could pick up the scent of the kids, and followed it.
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An ivory-coloured, bony hand appeared, followed by the rest of the skeleton that had been a man of flesh and bones over 200 years ago. He had no nose, but he could pick up the scent of the kids, and followed it.
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With a mix of disappointment, and relief, they gathered their belongings to go home. When they had almost reached the footpath, the earth in front of one of the headstones back on the old churchyard lifted under the pale moon light.
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With a mix of disappointment, and relief, they gathered their belongings to go home. When they had almost reached the footpath, the earth in front of one of the headstones back on the old churchyard lifted under the pale moon light.
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Six feet above him, a group of teenagers who had just performed a ritual of necromancy, didn't know that it had worked. As far as they could see, nothing had happened. Apart from a chill that drifted through the woods, and then ceased to be.
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Six feet above him, a group of teenagers who had just performed a ritual of necromancy, didn't know that it had worked. As far as they could see, nothing had happened. Apart from a chill that drifted through the woods, and then ceased to be.
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The next thing he knew was ... that he knew things. He knew, all that was left of him was bones. Not even a #corpse, only a decaying skeleton.
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The next thing he knew was ... that he knew things. He knew, all that was left of him was bones. Not even a #corpse, only a decaying skeleton.
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It was All Hallow's Eve. The full moon illuminated the night when the veils are thin, and spectres from both sides seek to cross the borders.
The kids sat down by one of the derelict tombstones, ready to perform a ritual to bring back the soul of the deceased.
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It was All Hallow's Eve. The full moon illuminated the night when the veils are thin, and spectres from both sides seek to cross the borders.
The kids sat down by one of the derelict tombstones, ready to perform a ritual to bring back the soul of the deceased.
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One day, a group of teenagers broke away from the treaded path, and discovered the old graveyard. Bored with their lives, and curious about the afterlife, they decided to come back at midnight.
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One day, a group of teenagers broke away from the treaded path, and discovered the old graveyard. Bored with their lives, and curious about the afterlife, they decided to come back at midnight.
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In the reality we call life, the years came, and went, until nobody who remembered him was alive, any more. Two more centuries passed. The churchyard where his remains were buried, forgotten in the woods, his headstone crumbling, and overgrown with lichen.
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In the reality we call life, the years came, and went, until nobody who remembered him was alive, any more. Two more centuries passed. The churchyard where his remains were buried, forgotten in the woods, his headstone crumbling, and overgrown with lichen.
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Time did not exist in this state. There was only Now. Not an ever-renewing idea of the current moment. Just Now. Just Here. Just Love. And it was the best experience of all. It was the only experience. The truth behind - inside - everything.
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Time did not exist in this state. There was only Now. Not an ever-renewing idea of the current moment. Just Now. Just Here. Just Love. And it was the best experience of all. It was the only experience. The truth behind - inside - everything.
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He allowed this light to embrace him, to consume him, until he was nothing but unconditional love. The human ego would have called this heaven, but here it was the natural state of being, too vast to be contained inside a human mind.
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Until, one day, he couldn't hold on, any more. Life slipped out of his metaphorical hands, as he suddenly found himself looking down on his fading body, getting ever smaller as he rose up towards this indescribably warm light, beckoning him.
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A realisation that came too late for him. All his life, he had been so afraid of death that he completely forgot to live. When his time came, he desperately clung to the experiences he never had, and caused himself, and his loved ones, long weeks of suffering.
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Okay
My contribution for this month's #7DayTale as a complete microstory.
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https://medium.com/@KokopelliBFree/okay-c97c988b4769 -
So she learnt how to make things okay.
Not that the bullying teacher in primary school would have taken an interest. Or the bullying classmates in high school.
But she was okay.
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Her new dad knew the borders better, and held them through mental cruelty.
In kindergarten, she could escape the madness. Until people noticed something was wrong. Her mum sent her to a different place where the people in charge were bullies.