Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Aural Tapestry

Resolve Conflict
Yes, it was dark. What light their was - inconsequential save for scoping the space. 

Large patch collected the rest, but it alone only a bit of the story.

There was a flitting sparkle scattered throughout, only slightly modulated by the massive transitions ... punctuated by quick darts of finality.

The editor's fragments hinted most, maybe all, was in between. And just enough emergent that observers would change the outcome in some meaningful way.

It queued a thought. Trying to blurt it out he choked. Walking up close to the edge can do that. Shhhh...

Trapped in there?
In 'reality' gravity is pretty much mandatory. In the imagination ... not so much.

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