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Tuesday Jun 25, 2019
Tuesday Jun 25, 2019
Weeks blow by in foggy depths, but eventually the sun shines high again and the 2 little girls stand clear eyed and determined on the deck of their ship. A briny, endless gust billows their sails taut, leading their way forward, pushing and stretching their pace and bent.
“The weather has turned.”
“And we make good time.”
‘it leans us too far oblique’
‘keep an eye on the sky and push of it’
‘we need to approach with our own purpose’
“Of course Captain.”
Quickly orders are deftly shouted as muscles tense and ropes pull sharp and tight. The crew pushes and rages against destiny, led by 2 little, fearless girls as endless winds continue to gale, the crew little by little make their way purposefully and determinedly forward.
Wednesday Jun 19, 2019
Wednesday Jun 19, 2019
The Captain’s quarters are messy, disarrayed and sad. 2 little girls stand tired and spent listening to Genna and Jessie pummel them with questions.
“What do we do next?”
“Where do we go?”
‘we need to rest’
‘and process’
“The crew is at their end.”
“They need leadership.”
‘we sail away from this place and towards the end of it’
‘but, we need to rest and process’
‘you lead the crew for now’
‘set sail to the end’
‘we will be ready soon’
“Of course Captain.”
“We will prepare for...the end.”
A sardonic smile creeps upon Jessie’s face.
‘thank you’
2 little girls, now alone in the captain’s quarters collapse into their bed and cry until they quickly fall asleep. The night brings darkness and rest and time.
Wednesday Jun 12, 2019
Wednesday Jun 12, 2019
Wednesday Jun 12, 2019
“Where is the Captain? Where is the thing we sought! What happened?! Have you seen the broken throne?? Is the old king gone!?!”
The crew’s desperate questions flood and overrun the stifled, tense air.
2 sad, little girls heave heavy sobs as they stand hand in hand on the deck of their familiar ship in front of their familiar crew.
‘the old king is a powerless thing’
‘he will continue to fray and wither to nothing’
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‘we must continue forward’
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“But how, we have not won what we need?”
“We have lost so much.”
‘we do not need what we could have won’
‘we go forward’
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“Yes...Captain.”
2 sad, little girls stand up straight and walk purposefully to their cabin.
‘Genna’
‘Jessie’
‘we will rework our plans tomorrow over breakfast’
‘and sail away from this forgotten place’
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“Yes Captain.”
“Yes, Captain.”
Tuesday Jun 04, 2019
Tuesday Jun 04, 2019
Tuesday Jun 04, 2019
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‘ok’
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‘we see it now’
‘we cant force you’
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“so you leave me?”
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‘if that is what you want’
‘if that is what you choose’
‘but we love you’
‘and we still see you’
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‘come back with us’
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“i’ll stay...i will use this old king to win a new thing.”
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2 sad, little girls walk back through a broken archway, back to their crew, back to their ship, back...without their Captain.
Thursday May 30, 2019
Thursday May 30, 2019
The Captain continues to cry, a broken mess of hopelessness.
‘we need to take her from here’
‘away from it’
2 strong gals confidently grab The Captain underneath her armpits and begin to drag the sobbing, struggling thing towards the broken window that brought them here. It is a heavy mess of effort and ugly, but with each step the 2 little girls grow more determined to win, to win back their Captain, to win back their crew, to beat that obsolete king back into oblivion and show that they never have to give in.
“ please!” The poor Captain pleads, “...we need it, we need this, everything is about this, we can’t go on without this, there is no way to win without this...please help me solve this....keep this...help me find a way....forward ”
The Captain continues to cry, a broken mess in need of help.
‘we need to take you away from here’
‘we need to save you’
‘without this’
2 strong gals strongly drag their Captain to safety, their steps in sync and as they draw near to the threshold a fiendish, quiet laugh quietly dribbles over The Captains cracked, bleeding lips.
“So you do see. We do need this. This is the way. Brutal and true. Take the true however you need.”
2 ashamed gals see themselves, determinedly dragging their Captain against her will towards safety.
“See...that is how he won me little ones.”
But now The Captain just smiles, lost to now, lost to forever, lost in that Lost King.
Sunday May 12, 2019
Sunday May 12, 2019
‘we need to tear this throne down, forever’
“NO!”
The Captain’s primal scream screeches through the dead air. Her once dulled eyes now mad and sharp. Saliva froths at the corners of her bared lips. Teeth gnashing she glares at the 2 little girls.
‘we see you monster’
‘we will tear down your throne’
‘we will stop bad’
“And will you lose me with it? Can you destroy even me now?”
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‘and who are you’
“I am your Captain!”
‘and we still see you’
‘and we still love you’
‘and we will stop bad’
A slim sliver of thought, an almost real beam of translucently pure moonlight slips into the room. A slight shift, a breath, a choice, a blink. Darkness shrouds all for a single beat. And The Throne lays Broken in a room now over stuffed with bleached bare bones endlessly crammed into folds of shadows pouring beyond the endless. The Captain lays broken beyond repair, beyond despair, a heap of tears and shame and regret.
‘we see you’
‘and we love you’
Sunday May 05, 2019
Sunday May 05, 2019
The 2 little, mad girls rush the Broken Throne, furiously ripping eye from socket, tooth from jaw, tatter from bone, king from throne until a heap of a thing lays piled before them, dusty, worthless and lifeless.
“That is how he won me little ones.”
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‘Captain it is over’
‘the king is gone’
‘come back with us’
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“Don’t you see little ones, it all ends, it always ends, just like now, everything stops...and he can stop that. He has stopped that. So we can stop that. He has remained. We can remain. We need to stop the tragedy of it all. We can stop the tragedy of it all. It looks drastic, but it always does, we need to be drastic, we need to be bold, we need to find the way. He is the way, bold, beyond, tied to none of it. He is the way and we can stop all of the bad. We have to stop all of the bad. Help me stop bad.”
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‘he is a monster’
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“We need to be monsters. We need to be powerful and real and now. We need to stop bad.”