Idle Days

Far Off Unhappy Things: Boys and Girls of the Reflective Age Chapter 4: Idle Days By Renko Chazakiël Rodenburg I see her walking downDown the endless streetA human form of nightA walking beautyI see the shine of her cold, cold eyesEnlightens the darkest souls and the darkest minds – E. E. Cummings Light as bright as the eiderdown pillow was soft awoke Fleur with a jolt. Through wide open windows it poured in like an…

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Achlys

Far Off Unhappy Things: Solitary Reaper Chapter 3: Achyls By Renko Chazakiël Rodenburg and Septimian I. Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worstAre full of passionate intensity. – W. B. Yeats Achlys stirred in her sleep, too aware of the…

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Fleur

Far Off Unhappy Things: Boys and Girls of the Reflective Age Chapter 2: Fleur By Renko Chazakiël Rodenburg Trapped in a prism, in a prism of lightAlone in the darkness, darkness of whiteWe fell in love, alone on a stageIn the reflective age – James Joyce Fleur measured her pills out on her hand one by one. Her unusual physiology meant she had to take a surprising amount before they worked. Five now, five later.…

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Violet

Far Off Unhappy Things: Solitary ReaperChapter 1: Violet By Renko Chazakiël Rodenburg There is no wrath in the stars,They do not rage in the sky;I look from the evil woodAnd find myself wondering why. – Lord Dunsany She sat alone as she watched the sun set. Slowly it went from bright white to a more agreeable yellow, and then a smouldering red as in the distance it sank into the ocean beyond the world. Then…

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Maxwellianistics

Far Off Unhappy Things Chapter 24: Maxwellianistics By Maxwell This is an absence-story. A story defined by absences. A story about an empty house on Fisher’s Lane that ought to have had a father, brothers, servants and maids. Today, there are no such things in the house on Fisher’s Lane. Today I live there alone. Today, which is no longer every day the same day but now relentlessly gets replaced by one day after the…

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The King and the Maxwellianist, or, The Princess and the Ghost, or, The King, The Princess and the Boy.

Far Off Unhappy Things Chapter 24: The King and the Maxwellianist, or, The Princess and the Ghost, or, The King, The Princess and the Boy. By Tintenzunge By Maxwell By Tintenzunge Once upon a time in the distant land where it was always fall, the poet-king was visited by a stranger. “What?” The poet-king asked his guards. “A visitor?” “Yes, my liege. He says he has come from a distant land to pay homage to…

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