Fixing things, or at least trying.
Category Archives: Vivainne Desegur
Thing A
Not everyone reads philosophy these days.
Hard Hats
The things you catch in a net.
Beneath the Banyan
Banyan tree, beneath, they sat it. Branches over shading, Sphinx beyond in sunlight, bright on stone. Sheba with all ears, intent. Let us, said the Interpreters, we six burghers, no, not nine suitors. Let us tell the revelation of the machine stripped bare of the data cloud that it generates, through no fault of herContinueContinue reading “Beneath the Banyan”
The Holey Hat
The Blue Knights (Woman and Man) settled their Baby Knight (Baby) with its Grand Parent Knights, then set in a Nor Nor Nor Nor Easterly direction, as was their designation and slice of the compass. One hundred days passed straight along, at least time enough, till they rested their horses to make good their pavilionContinueContinue reading “The Holey Hat”
The Council of Hats
Sheba, having discovered the meaning, returned. The City of Az was a burning desire to make hats, big ones. I am home darling! She cry, throwing her car keys into the cut glass bowl on the taupe-coloured wooden consul in the hallway and kicking off her waders. In here, called She Sphinx, echoey and distant.ContinueContinue reading “The Council of Hats”
Many Happy Returns
Az, the great city thereof, had been sliced, diced, mashed and minced by an evil despot far away who kept throwing winged stones to break the wind turbines and diverse energy infrastructure. Everywhere was in cold and dark when Constance and the Sphinx arrived. The people of Az were miserable cold and dark, but strongContinueContinue reading “Many Happy Returns”
Hair Power
The people of the legs without knees were become most furious because Sheba would not cover her hair. They swivelled about and about and came to make Sheba to cover her hair by force. When walking had a strange gait, all stilt and stiff. Vivainne took her sword made metal by itself and stood beforeContinueContinue reading “Hair Power”
Blown Away, The Cat That
When they all arrived at the Great City of Az, it was in triumph and glory. Vivainne and Constance, with the Sphinx and Sheba stood beneath the great wind turbines to see that the Wing ed minions might solve the energy crisis. The Wingy ones flew in a cloud to the fore, the three bladedContinueContinue reading “Blown Away, The Cat That”
The Flight of the Minions
Well, the winged minions flew together in a great migrating cloud, scattering across the sky in v shaped vs, so that the front one could lead and all the others could be a bit lazy as was their nature. The towering cloudy cloud structures presenting cliffs and mountains to circumvent. They climbed higher and higherContinueContinue reading “The Flight of the Minions”
