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The Red Stone
She stood calmly in the middle of the room, beneath a tall ceiling and a magnificent chandelier. Aware of the entrapment of her soul, accepting her destiny, she was not whole in her body unrooted, though hematite shimmered below, that deep brick red she could not claim. Until that day arrived a young man with a distinguished face, strikingly handsome, brought to the hall by the advisor, who seemed a reasonable man. He was offered before the authorative king-man. To her surpri

Nasrin Golden
3 days ago1 min read


Honouring
I live in the liminal, between what has died and what is not yet born, where gods forget their names - Image: Nasrin Golden 2019 My mother once opened a door to an ancient basement in my dream - and disappeared. I saw the corpse of the Sun God, a thousand sankes coiling around him. I made that dream my mission - to resurrect him and return him to his kingdom. And that was the beginning I looked for him in the sky, but I found him descended into the underworld. Now, how do I u

Nasrin Golden
4 days ago3 min read
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