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DARK INKANTATIONS [HEMISPHERE FORTY ONE]
HEMISPHERE FORTY ONE: VEILS OF DARKNESS
“Through the veil of the soul.” - Edgar Allen Poe
(A PLACE OF STARS & SHADOWS)
The canvas of smoke shape shifts into a place of stars and shadows.
“Do you star gaze much?” I ask, turning to Robert.
Robert stands, the solemnity of a stargazing statue, comprised of a vortex of shadows.
Shadows speaking In stone, spiraling around the stars, setting the sky ablaze.
“Yes. Sometimes that is my only solace.” Robert replies.
He turns to me, a statue of brooding shadows, kissed in consciousness, entering hemispheres of animation.
“I can relate to that. I think the stars have a way of giving us the things we need.”
He processes my words like a secret machine.
“You have quite the open mind.” I say, watching stars, shimmering over stars, as I translate the frequencies of this thought process.
He looks at me, veils of darkness lifting in layers.
Published 24th Nov 2022
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