Beautiful Thing

Hazardous

The letter had two words “Beautiful thing.” She didn’t believe it. After the war, the devastation was everywhere making it hard to imagine something truly beautiful. Tired of annihilation, she packed water and food, and took the road. Three days and three nights lasted the journey until she found the bend on the road. A gate opened up to a pathway of wonders. She sat inside to enjoy the quietude and rest. The next day, the garden of wonders had grown a few meters. The day after that, the same happened. She thought that there was still hope after all.

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Halo

Mare Serenitatis

“An angel, an angel.” They did think she was an angel; they never doubted. “What a sharing lovely generous angel, always willing to take a few homeless souls home and bathe them, feed them, clothe them, ” yes, the poor, the helpless, the rejects no one wanted roaming the streets, stealing food, sleeping in the shadows. Little did the town folk know… Some of her protégés had died, some were still alive, others barely survived the procedures, but her business was blooming. A new Mayor had recently been elected and he had decided to rename the city Vipir. On a newspaper stand, the cover article of a fashion magazine was titled “Sharp trend, canine teeth”. She smiled while an elderly lady looked at her with maternal eyes. “An angel, an angel.”

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Karma

Sopor aEternum

Kinky

Array

Roaming

Miles

Away

Karma sets the pace. We follow the path. And die…

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Spoken Word and Writing in Second Life

100 Word Stories in the SL9B

I took part in Crap Mariner's installation with the text "Hugs".

Nimbus

Fae Varriale "Wonderlands" AT LEA 6 2012

“The rain is coming,” the old man stuttered. “The rain is coming.”

“Time will tell,” replied the young man. “Time will tell.”

The old man nodded. The young man nodded too.

These echoed conversations were an understanding between them. After a big fight, many years ago, they had decided to talk about nothing else than the weather. They were experts. The clouds, the sky, the sun and the rain had no secrets.  It was a chess game with no check mate. They sat side by side and talked in repetitions, oblivious of the disastrous storm closing in.

The cat hid, the dog hid too, a reflection of their owners. Suddenly lightening broke and a diluvial rain flooded the whole area. It was so quick that the old man only had time to say “run” while the young man replied “over here”, pulling the old man by the sleeve in a non-repetitive struggle for survival.

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Ambrosia

Sopor aEternum

One, two, three,

Close your eyes and you’ll be free.

Ambrosia, of time and peace,

Nectar, honey and sweet.

Play your chance on destiny,

Carve your path so steep.

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Malodorous

Sopor aEternum

Musty, it’s musty…

Awful,

Lousy.

Off and terribly

Decomposed.

Offensively

Reeking of an

Outrageous,

Ungodly

Stench…

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Primordial

Fae Varriale "Wonderlands" AT LEA 6 2012

First

Elemental

Woman

Stone.

If nothing else, she ruled.

From primeval times into the future,

She ruled, anchored at a standstill of rigidity.

Petrified, no one dared question her.

Obsolete, timeworn,

Stone woman,

Elemental and first.

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27%

Mare Serenitatis

“How much is 27%?” the kid asked.

“As much as it sounds,” his friend replied.

“How much is that?”

“It depends on the total.”

“The total what?”

“The total thing you want the 27% of.”

 In the waiting room, the dialog went on and on, people getting impatient. Suddenly, a man stood up and showed his four-fingered hand, lifting one finger.

“See this? This is more or less 27%.”

“Oh,” the kid said, “27% is a finger! You should’ve said so in the first place!”

 The friend rolled his eyes.

And… Just for the record, it was not THAT finger!

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