The Castle

The castle used to be covered in thorns. Now the castle is dust yet the thorns still remain.

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Notes:

1. Written on August 5th, 2022

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The Castle

Last night I dreamt I was lost in a castle
lingering there in the mist
and the fog and the darkness and the snow

and when I woke up this morning
the sun was shining
and the castle was gone

but still I felt the same

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Notes:

1. Written on July 9th, 2022

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A castle covered not in thorns

a castle covered not in thorns
but those pointless lights on the patio
their rusted wires
as cursed as our hearts

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Notes:

1. Written on May 12th, 2021

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Tale #120: While The Peasants Tended Their Trees

Once upon a time a king and queen lived in their castle, and tended to their selves, while in their gardens the peasants slept in tents, and tended to their trees.

In the spring an ill wind blew, and the castle closed its gate, and while those within the castle waited quietly until it had passed, those outside were left to fend for themselves.

Autumn came, and the fruit fell from those forgotten trees. In the coming weeks it rotted in the sun, until the whole land choked beneath the stench of putrefaction. But by then there were none to smell it, and all was silent, except for the rustling of the wind in the leaves.

Or so the story goes.

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Notes:

1. Written in March 2020

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The Castle At The End Of Time
















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Notes:

1. Written in June and July, 2007
2. The castle at the end of time is sort of based on the castle in Walking On Glass by Iain Banks
3. Or at least on how I misimagined it

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