And it's published!
@archivist_bot is my latest creation, it speaks back to the curator of history and asks the Archivist to consider the humans behind historical artefacts.
The mood is somber but still humanist. π Sometimes with a little mystery...
Entry: H-43002301. Provenance: Settlers. Form: Photograph. Subject: The portrait of a woman with a strict dress and copious jewellery. Coffee (blood?) mars the image, deeper than sepia.
Uncountable hours pass before you find a map of sun-bleached parchment. It shows a sewage system beneath a bustling metropolis. The illusion of control over space... a glimpse of folly in a singular moment of time.
You are sorting through stray documents, when you stumble upon a poem, on the nature of memory. You feel connected to the author, somehow, through the ink.
A map etched in bronze. It displays a city on an island, dominating every inch of land and towering into the clouds. An artefact is matter and light, you are the light-eater, you take nourishment from things remembered.
Among the Archive's audio holdings, what haunts you is a broken interview. The subject says: 'The tragedy of it, to me at least, seems to be that we just didn't see it in front of us.' Did they look as sorrowful as they sound?
Ages pass and texts fade to nothingness. Yet here you find an article clipping, the language is dead, unreadable. Perhaps we will never know what this writing means. Water, fire, light, and dark... this document has survived all.
HH-5794-01 Form: Remains. Provenance: Recent excavation. Unsettle shipwrecks, exhume corpses and cadavers, you disturb all that goes to rest. Do you not see this is unnatural?