#vss365 Surrounded by pillars, Arya took dried sativa from a woven reed pouch & pressed it into a pipe marked with sigils. As she exhaled smoke, she whispered a melodic chant that arched, crested & fell back among the henge. The stones roused from a deep darkness sang in return.
#scififri Trainee Chi struck the heel of her hand with an acoustic resonator & held the device near a Jello mold crafted with vertical flutes. The flutes magnified the resonator's perfect wave, causing the Jello to emit orgone energy into the Nothing. And Nothing became Something
#vss365 Jen put a cozy over the teapot to ward off the autumn chill. Rain tapped a window & drew her gaze outside to a plot of newly dug earth, as long as her husband was tall. A nearby disinfectant bottle & a blood stain reminded her that a woman's work is never done.
#vss365 Ree liked her coffee #black & bold, & packing enough caffeine to make her buzz like an atom jumping to a higher excited state in a bomb.
"The usual?" the barista said.
"Yes," Ree affirmed with a nod. "The Oppenheimer. No cream, no sugar, just a dash of Tabasco."
#7DayTale 2 Mama Bear exited her tent. "Made the porridge too early. It's cold."
Papa Bear was more concerned with the M79, not the cold porridge. "Aren't we camping for R&R?"
"HuffnPuff's in town," Goldie said.
"Huff?" Papa replied.
"M79 is for the three piglets."
#7DayTale Goldie pushed her golden curls out of the way and opened the cooler. She shifted aside the artisan bread sandwiches of cucumber & goat cheese, picked up the silk chocolate pie & Prosecco bottles, & then grabbed the M79 grenade launcher. It felt just right in her hands.
#vss365 Will scratched out "To live or to die" with his quill. Two bee's entered through an open window & landed on his parchment. "Look, Anne, two bees," he said. "Or not two bees," Anne said & swatted the insects with a paper roll. "To #be or not to be. Perfect," Will said.
#vss365 Jan drifted on a #raft, trailing a hand & foot in the cool water that took her under the stone arch of a bridge. By the spans, rushes congregated, & there squatted a tickler with his hand in the water, enticing sticklers. Jan thought, "This is how I will spend my day."
#vss365 He is a pirate of the high cheese served in London's most fashionable establishments. Turophiles lived in terror when Pirate Roquefort's ship, the Charcuterie, was sighted in the high streets. Roquefort challenged diners to duels with extra-sharp Cheddar.
#SciFiFri After reading the science paper, Fr. Al looked at Fr. Dom. "What do you make of this, that we carry Neanderthal DNA?"
"That Adam & Eve's children had a good time #creating with Neanderthals."
"God's gift of sex is a bad gift."
"We must become gods & impose rules."
#vss365 Like the #apicity of a lizard on a cold day, the unhurried river ran its course by a willow tree. The willow listened to the river & the stories of all the happenings upstream: the promised land marred by the dark Satanic mills of progress, & broken soldiers convalescing.
#vss365 Gopa veiled herself in gas & dustβa delivery gown spun from a dying star. Resplendent in her nebula, she sang Creation songs & birthed new suns for the Qutub Empire, which sold the #allure of Timeshare Galaxies for civilizations wanting to get away from it all for a bit.
#vss365 Hadron & I #smashed atoms as part of a chain gang. Using particle accelerator hammers, we crushed atoms tossed from passing cars & accidentally created a white hole that repelled us across the universe. Freedom was sweet but short. We asphyxiated in the vacuum of space.
#vss365 Angels waited for a train going South with their lyres, light & halos stuffed into grocery store shopping bagsβno longer needed by the West, the celestials are #nesting in the Southern Hemisphere. The West's last angel turned off the lights as the train left the station.
#AchtenWrite Sora looked for police drones. If present, so was illegal Vega #kytrew. He listened for the melodic death cries of kytrew as it fried. Over the sizzle of veggies in hot oil, & chatter of customers negotiating a food price, Sora zeroed in on a familiar sing-songy cry.
#vss365 Sora relaxed among the metallic buzz of whining rooftop air conditioners. The fetid updraft of L.A.'s crowded Kyoto district was flavored with the more palatable aromas of kung pao, teriyaki, & orange sauces. Feeling hungry, Sora rubbed the #scruff of his neck.
#SciFiFri Back on the street, Sora moved between the Yati food carts selling freshly prepared ramen, soba, & Americanized Asian dishes. He didn't #respond to the cart owners offering their edibles. He only had a few credits & wanted something more exotic, something offworld.