Dear Nautilus: Chapter TwoA few miles away, Leona's cousin Tara had just woken up, roused by the thunder Leona had fallen impervious to. As always, she woke up alone, and this was the only way she would have it. As always, she would fill the house with music. When Tara played her piano, she became a magical, untouchable creature. That's why she preferred to play in solitude. The magic would fill her house and not a drop of it would be carried away by others. There would be no corruption of the energy, no desecration of the bond between the music and herself.Dear Nautilus: Chapter Two
She played a simple Asian tune about spring and autumn, and as she played, the soft chartreu
Dear Nautilus: Chapter OneThe sky was a flesh-tinted grey, like the color of cinders stirred into sherry wine. The sun was rising behind a monolith of dark clouds that threatened to pour down a torrent of mercilessly cold rain. Leona stood alone in a rumpled cerulean nightgown on the splintered deck of her three-story house, intoxicated by the bubbly swells of transparent blue that rolled smoothly through her head as a result of a sleepless night. Her strained eyes stared down the heavily wooded hill behind her garden. Both the garden and the woods on the hill that cascaded down from it were usually covered with all varieties of flowers and shrubs, but it wDear Nautilus: Chapter One
untitled 1In the middle of March A garden was budding Under thick white clouds - A quiet cushion that seized all sound from the air And then the wind came Shaking the pink little buds on the shrubs Supple and moist little lips Teething and teetering on the brink Of perfection Rich, veiny, healthy and fragrant Perfection of mind Now they dance with the sticks and the grass, still brown Falling into step so well with their dissonance Perfectly dissonant harmony Of delicate Heaven and wild Earth They embraced with both passion and politeness With grace and blinuntitled 1
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