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by
Marie Cardno
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February 20 - September 23, 2023
she could tell – based on her borrowed memories – that the human was a she, as well. An incredible she. The human’s limbs knew exactly where they were meant to be and how their jointed-ness worked. Her eyes were incredibly non-bulbous, and not even slightly on tentacles. And they were hardly bloodshot at all! Even their colour was exotically unchanging. She felt as though she could stare into them for hours and not get even a glimpse of uncanny light flaring from their depths, or a bubbling, glittering madness hinting at mysteries beyond all mortal ken. Which was perfect. Because, as her heart
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The small part of Sian that still existed behind the fear wondered if she could get a paper out of what the being’s eyes looked like. No, not a paper. A poem. Shattered crystals, each piece reflecting a different horror. Distant galaxies collapsing into one another, heralding the deaths of millions. Long, pale, many-jointed limbs reaching from the ocean floor and crick-crackle wrapping themselves around anchor chains. Flickering somethings at the corner of your eye, the edge of the mirror, slipping sidelong from reflection to reflection.