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Englishkid62

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Thanks to this guy (the name I have long forgotten since I've written my notes for the Reviewing course) who's responsible for most spelling changes...

I have blindly used " " for a time before I realised and vowed to never use them again in my stories :P

19-May-2010 19:30:27

Crocefisso

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~Chapter III:
Colours and objects converged into one, before separating out once more in a magical, dreamlike sequence before the Fool’s very eyes. He stood but found his legs were no longer sturdy, and the Fool ended up in a pile on the floor. in front of him, at some point, materialized a man in a red and white cloak, whose face was obscured by the vibrant light which filled wherever the Fool was. After a brief silence, the figure spoke.

“I,” he announced proudly, “Am the Magician of this world.”

“My, my,” exclaimed the Fool, “This certainly is a surreal place.”

At this, the wizened old magician laughed and proceeded to point out to the Fool.

“It was my belief, Fool, that you were taken here – if here is somewhere at all – due to your own disenchantment with the rigid ideological and theological beliefs of your fellows. Yet it is you who, once here, comments on the strangeness of such a place. If either of our worlds is real at all, which is dubious, what defines one as being real and one surreal? Only our perceptions, which are in themselves based on experiences which may have been real or may not have been, give us a sense of real and surreal. Perceptions, therefore, mean nothing.”

Such an idea, so different to what the Fool was used to, rather appealed to him, and he decided to pursue the subject.

“What about emotions?"

"Exactly the same applies to them. What we feel is not necessarily what we actually feel, who we are is not necessarily who we are. Emotions are corruptions of the soul, assuming souls exist.”

And so their discussion continued, as they debated pain and purpose in equal measure, before moving on to the subject of time, which took them a long time to talk over – or so they perceived, though their perceptions are biased. Eventually, the two concluded their talk.

“Shall I show you around?” The Magician proposed eagerly. With great willingness, the Fool accepted.

19-May-2010 20:45:47 - Last edited on 21-May-2010 20:30:11 by Crocefisso

Crocefisso

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Together, the two toured the great open plain together, talking excitedly as they did. Everything seemed as it was back from where the Fool came. People were resting outside their homes, lying on the wooden rafters of old porches; the Magician explained it was Sunday, the day of rest. Everything was normal, that is, except for the skies above. The Fool asked the Magician why this was – the skies were tinged orange, as if it were sunset, yet it was midday and the sun was at its highest.

“Well,” the Magician began, in his most intellectual tone, “It is because of the uncertainty of orbits in our world.”

“Please explain further.”

“The sun and moon orbit our world together. At least, that’s popular belief. They’ve never explicitly told us it’s so, but people have theorized. Belief is that they orbit as they please, with no set pattern, depending on their emotions and other things. Astrologers have noticed both sun and moon ceasing to orbit at the moment and the presence of a large, single star in our galaxy, which they believe is distracting them.”

In the Fool’s world, astrology and other scientific studies were still quite primitive – indeed, they still believed in alchemy – and as a result he had great difficulty comprehending such a principle. Finally, the principles sunk in. By that time, however, the Fool and Magician, who walked as they spoke, had covered a great distance together.

“My, my,” the Magician exclaimed, “Look at that. We’ve walked across the entire world and back to the other side. But we’ve managed to evade the River of Rejuvenated Blood and Tears, which is perhaps the most famous natural wonder of this world.”

“What is the River of Rejuvenated Blood and Tears?” The Fool queried.

The Magician merely gestured to the Fool as he changed direction, and headed due west, into a large, imposing range of mountains which stood out against the perpetual sunset in all their jagged glory. Reluctantly, the Fool pursued.

19-May-2010 20:46:24

Crocefisso

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~Chapter IV:
The juxtaposition of Sun and Moon in the sky, eternal in their grandeur and simplicity, created an atmosphere of utter serenity in which all connotations were reduced to nothing and the mind was returned to a primal sense of validity without the need for existential ponderings. Sun and Moon floated in their orbits, they were unable to relax as the rest of the cosmos did; they did*’t unwind as they otherwise would have. Their minds were filled with infatuation; they knew not why their transient encounter with Star should have such a profound effect on them that it consumed every thought. The Moon asked the Sun if this was love.

Hah! Laughed the Sun in a dismissive manner, Of course it’s not. Love is a far stronger emotion that can only be experienced once a relative understanding of the personality and nature of the recipient of the affection has been fully understood. We have only judged Star from a physical viewpoint, her body may be the greatest piece of creation, but we’ve yet to know her, her being and her morals. Only when these are properly judged can we claim to love her.

In the corner was sat a World. One of many worlds, this World stood upon a golden perch and did not move. He was one of many worlds the Sun and Moon were duty-bound to orbit, but he was different; every so often he would intervene in their conversations with a point of his own, unlike other worlds, which were perpetually muted. At this particular point the World interjected with his opinion.

I believe, he said in his absurd, clownish voice, It is possible to love someone at first sight, but that love needs a little more time and knowledge to develop after that.

Quietly the Moon agreed with this, but the Sun blasted across them in his loud, baritone voice, which carried itself effortlessly across the heavens.

21-May-2010 20:32:50

Crocefisso

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No, no, World, that is not love at all. That is infatuation, a far more superficial feeling based alone on visual perceptions. Infatuation can, with the time and knowledge you mention, World, develop into love. Or it may be shattered by what is revealed with this knowledge and a liberal dosage of time. But there is no way that infatuation is anything close to love.

You can’t just blast across me like that, said World, mildly indignant, and thus entered a dispute with the Sun. It raged across the heavens and changed reasons many times, but their everlasting arguments ensued.

I’m not as meek as the Moon! World would yell. You can’t bully me!

Well, the Sun would reply, I would argue that you are just jealous.

Of what?

Moon – he is my friend, but you always try and take him from me. It won’t work. We’ve orbited the cosmos for longer than you, we were here first.

You’re being petty!

No, you are.

And so the squabbles continued. A great ball of fiery gases argued with the complex arrangement of elements called a World until their gaze was met with a fine sight. It was a distant sight at first, but soon it drew close. It was Star. Despite the best efforts of Sun and World, she said little. She merely stood there and poured water throughout the heavens, her arms perfectly still.

Tensing muscles of her arms, strong yet understated, overwhelmed them. Fair hair flew in all directions, overwhelming them. Bones of the perfectly crafted, divine face overwhelmed them. Her flat yet substantial stomach overwhelmed them. The smoothness of her skin, her fleshy, vibrant chest which bounced, free of gravity and the endearing shape of her most sacred area overwhelmed them.

Moon, Sun and World gazed at Star once more. Awestruck, they stood still. She overwhelmed them.

21-May-2010 20:33:22 - Last edited on 21-May-2010 20:34:39 by Crocefisso

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