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| Season Bloom ~ Nguyen Thanh Nhan |
In grey silhouette profile against the sky full moon bisected and reflected perfectly by the glassy wet horizon, Iskandar kneels in full ceremonial armour.
Caped and cowled Aurora approaches, her elegant footfalls ripple the water’s silver surface.
The two figures face one another, one kneels with head upturned to be a kissed from the bowing other.
The kiss received upon her bhindi, Iskandar’s armour glows cyan along its feedlines; power flowing into the mechanism that is her body, her purpose.
Her duty performed, Aurora dissipates, black dust rising and dispersing against the silver moon; returned to the structure that sustains us all.
Iskandar rises to her feet, silver drops fall from wetted knees, armoured feet levitate slow, then her silhouette shrinks as she heads at speed towards the waiting moon, reduced to a dot, her mission to fulfil.
Caped and cowled Aurora approaches, her elegant footfalls ripple the water’s silver surface.
The two figures face one another, one kneels with head upturned to be a kissed from the bowing other.
The kiss received upon her bhindi, Iskandar’s armour glows cyan along its feedlines; power flowing into the mechanism that is her body, her purpose.
Her duty performed, Aurora dissipates, black dust rising and dispersing against the silver moon; returned to the structure that sustains us all.
Iskandar rises to her feet, silver drops fall from wetted knees, armoured feet levitate slow, then her silhouette shrinks as she heads at speed towards the waiting moon, reduced to a dot, her mission to fulfil.
Tales for an attention deficit world
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