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The End is nigh. My final day on X will be 30 November 2024, after which I shall reside purely on Blue-Sky.

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The wind gets up. The leaves of the tree rustle a murmur. It sounds like rootskyearthlove, and it blows through the holes, the cracks and crevices, the hollows.

The End of The Between is here with an interview with whatshisname... @PatchieSteve.

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And from me
A final #souvenir
In memory of those
Who are no longer here

I am no longer here

#vss365

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@twitweeting Yes ❤️🐦

[🤬Marilyn🤬 @twitweeting]

Is this where everyone went?

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@funnyfrogget Thank you for a great two weeks, brightening a darkening November ❤️

[funnyfrogget @funnyfrogget]

From every journey,
I bring home a #souvenir -
a Scottish teddy bear,
an Irish bookmark,
a Greek bouzouki
and always lots of books.

And from our #vss365 journey together, my souvenirs will be uncountable wonderful stories and poems. You've all been wonderful travel companions.

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@AndiMarchal I always love your choice of pic and words. Thank you, Andi❤️ for all your writes

[Andi Marchal, Author @AndiMarchal]

The passage through the twitchel
Is just a hop away
I wonder where it will take me
If I decide to stray
A witch’s cottage maybe
Or the kingdom of the fae
Or will I find darkness and shadows
Through this puzzling doorway

#Landmarksvss
#vss365
Image: Pinterest

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@sian_ink Feel this, thank you, Sian, for writing such beautiful words throughout the life of this prompt ❤️🌸

[Sian Ink @sian_ink]

Between here and there, then and now and what is and all the dreams we have runs the #twitchel. Hard to see twixt thorns and knotted branches and concrete rising high. But it’s there. The path less trodden to simply somewhere else when the here is too hard to bear. #Landmarksvss

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@marshawritesit What a beautifully sad end, and what a great writer you are, Marsha. Has it really been 18 months? How that has flown. I love all your characters, the mommet most of all. This long thread has been a lovely gift to read, part of my Friday joy. I shall miss it. Thank you ❤️

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

The First Farmer walks up the #twitchel to see the #home he left behind. He won't go in: his widow still lives there, but the house belongs to his eldest boy now.
He takes a moment to admire the well-kept fields, tips his hat to the mommet, and fades away.
#LandmarksVss #vss365

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

The mommet watched the coffin and its tiny #train of attendants as they made their slow journey down the #twitchel. The man in the box gave him form, gave him sticks to stand with, gave him land to watch, gave him purpose, His hand-carved eyes cannot weep.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

The boys do not #complain about the weight they must carry down the #twitchel, nor the chores that must be finished before they can rest and reflect on the future. The man they buried taught them that life is hard work, but work is a blessing.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

The funeral caused little #delay: farms wait for no man. The cattle were fed and milked before the First Farmer's sons bore him down the #twitchel to the granite orchard. A few words were spoken over him, but they ended with a gruff, "Best get back to work."
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

Where the #twitchel meets the steading there is a stone older than the idea of farms: an erratic; a granite #skerry in a sea of mud. After the funeral the First Farmer's first son sits atop it to sip his ma's griggle cider, watch the sun set, and remember.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

The First Farmer walks the boreen with a weary sigh. It seems longer today, stretching to the horizon under a cornflower sky.
In time, as earth and hedges wax and wane, his descendants will call the path he cut the #twitchel, the holloway, the sunken lane.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

It's been eighteen months since the rabbit soodled through the smeuse; the heatwave is a distant memory, a slow moment binned by a rush hour mind. Summer is half-forgotten, but as he #hops down the #twitchel snow drops around him, and he thinks of spring.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

[Marsha Adams @marshawritesit]

#Dumbledores do not mind a shower, but in heavy #rain they'll take shelter beneath the chequered umbrellas of the little leper lilies. The First Farmer will work on, while his bones ache for a flaa roof and a warm hearth.
#vss365 #LandmarksVss

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@derickijohnson @PatchieSteve A Must Follow For All On BlueSky~
So love you! Thank you for all you are & how inclusive you have been to all! You welcomed me with open arms when I first peeked into this space, & you are one of the caring Souls whom made me feel I was free to write & just be me~
I so love & TY!

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@Write2Fite @derickijohnson You are an immense joy, Aspen. So glad you have crossed over too. Thank you for your beautiful words. ❤️ much love from me, and the ghost of Patchie