They searched low through the high grass, they searched in the yellow grass, and when it moved it could not stay still. It looked like water. The grass was high, they parted the grass, look. Is it there in the grass? No, only a snake, I’ve found a snake, called the Sphinx. Ask the snake.ContinueContinue reading “Hammer in the Grass”
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The Hardest Place
When I was young and the world was remaining a mumbling ball of flaming rock and the people and creatures of it were still a twinkle in the eye of the tempest, I believed that the apparent ordered chaos of entropy was the only direction of travel. A rock must fall and a flame mustContinueContinue reading “The Hardest Place”
The Fire Sheep
The Oracles wandered off carrying the time incinerator, checking its vitals from moment to moment as they walked or shuffled along. A sheep, with flames running constantly along its back, walked up and stood casually looking at the Sphinx. You are on fire, said the Sphinx quietly, not speaking too loud so as to notContinueContinue reading “The Fire Sheep”
Sheba and the Pillars
So and so, Sheba was made her hair intertwining the pillars together and apart together and apart such that the stone, stacked up with mortar, could try to withstand and stand and stay. But in all the enchantment that remained in the stones, as standing together, never but never was a thought to guard againstContinueContinue reading “Sheba and the Pillars”
At The Temple
It was all quiet on the wide grey temple steps when they reached into the darkness of the temple. If they had arrived, was no voice only silence, to tell the story of forever, in the solidity of the high temple roof and its support pillars. They played their feet about the worn away areasContinueContinue reading “At The Temple”
The Pillars of the Temple
Travelling in the forest, making her way home, the Sphinx came to a clear place where in a Temple of stone was there. Old as the oldest things themselves, nonetheless, cleaned out with brushes and cared for. With wide steps up and grand pillars of painted stones to hold up the great roof, all pickedContinueContinue reading “The Pillars of the Temple”
Exit Tiny Despot
So, will you do it? Is your stick sharp enough? Is your spray can full and shaken? Asked the Sphinx when Melusine came to the river. Why should I participate? I have no affiliation to the dark or the light, replied the La Fee Melusine, fingering the sharpness of her stick. Fair point. Have youContinueContinue reading “Exit Tiny Despot”
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”
Fighting the Liar
Constance, the Sphinx and the Knight Owl, having regained consciousness after the Christmas celebrations, looked out a high window in the chateau. It is cold, said Constance, pulling the tablecloth that she had found herself in tighter about her shoulders. Is it? Said the Sphinx, it is not often that I find myself pleased toContinueContinue reading “Fighting the Liar”
Look Daddy a Burning Spear
Don’t touch it darling you’ll burn your fingers. The Spear moaned. Are you alright? I’m not well at all, all my parameters are in disarray. Can we be of assistance or should we call for an ambulance. What is an ambulance? It sounds like something to do with walking and I don’t have any legs.ContinueContinue reading “Look Daddy a Burning Spear”
The Guardians of the Cave 