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| | | | | (This story was originally published in Wyldblood Magazine #9) My father is dying. He holds my hand, skin parchment over bones like frost-stripped twigs, and tells me that he loves me, as he does every day, as he knows that each day might be the last time he can tell me. And then, as he... | |
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| | | | | THE OCEAN IS WOOD. We ride sun-drenched orange and yellow waves. Swim in-line along the grain. Knots redirect currents. Time passes in rings. We reach nautical miles by tonguing and grooving. Intoxicated by the salty aroma of woody brine, we take breaks, drift.Ears pressed against hollows, we pick-up forest stories told in maple, ash, oak,... | |
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| | | [AI summary] The story is a dark, surreal exploration of trauma, memory, and the supernatural. It follows a protagonist who is haunted by the memory of her brother's death in combat, leading her to a place of psychological and physical breakdown. The narrative blends elements of science-fantasy with a deeply personal and emotional journey, highlighting themes of loss, identity, and the search for meaning in a fractured world. The protagonist's interactions with other characters and her internal struggles reveal a complex portrayal of resilience and vulnerability. | ||