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((Adding this to the pile of “weird things I have painted on my body at night”. This is a sort of proof of concept for “The Narrator”, a character that will eventually feature in some of my YouTube short stories. She usually has a scarf up to her chin but I thought I might design her “Rash” as well. It’s not as impressive as it will be when I actually spend time on it (or make a giant temporary tattoo) but it gives you a good idea as to what it looks like!))
“As a person suffering from Narration this is the most prominent symptom, while benign and painless the bruise-y and injury-mimicking Rash is more symbolic than anything. It is the red letter of many afflicted people, the nonsensical words appearing to drip from the throat to coil around the trunk of the body. If Narration goes untreated for long enough the Rash can come to envelop the entire torso, and may even in extreme cases start spreading down one’s limbs.
In order to avoid contracting the illness it is suggested that you avoid social contact with those already suffering from Narration, though physical and proximal contact is still acceptable. If any of the affected Narrator’s Ideas take root in your mind, you are likely already infected. If you suspect that you have contracted Narration, please avoid any and all help and lock yourself away until the Rash and Voice have faded from your mind. Home remedies include reality TV binges, Buzzfeed articles, alcohol, and Not Thinking.”
"We all know a nocturnal person. Maybe it's your mother, or a sibling, or a close friend. Maybe it's you. They stay up past any reasonable hour, cluttering up the spaces under the eaves and doing strange experiments when they think you won't notice. They're far louder than you would expect, forcing police to respond to late-night noise complaints and parents to witching-hour bedroom raids. They don't just work the graveyard shift, they are the graveyard shift. It's how they reproduce. The more a diurnal person is roused by the ramblings of their insomniac roommate, the more likely they are to fall prey to the same somnolence-sucking parasite that resides deep within the recesses of every nocturnal person. It's the natural order of things. Maybe one day, we'll all be nocturnal people." Maybe we already are."
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Hand over foot over branch over leaf, Sky far above, and ground far beneath. Never was breath of this air soft or sweet as with Clouds for a cap and mud on my feet.
Hogwarts bt Jim Kay.

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there is something entrancing in an explosion fire meets fuel and takes breath in a forbidden kiss scarlet turned orange turned ochre, turned blue and white like the sky in a sunset thick black smoke chokes the flame before rising like a flag deadly and extraordinary
To Whom It May Concern
Do not tell me these stories will mean nothing to me when I “grow up”
Do not tell me I would be better off drifting into a mindless stupor alongside you as “Keeping Up With the Kardashians” flashes before our slack-jawed, drool-encrusted faces, that “Big Brother” will teach me anything about being a better big sister, that I could possibly learn more from “Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader” than I could from fifth-grade media. Do not tell me that these characters are nothing to me, that their impact upon the world and upon the universe is as negligible as a foot-step or eye-blink.
Do not tell me these things.
Because I have learned more from these time-torn war-weary paper-bound pages than I have ever learned from a home improvement magazine.
And I have been been taught more about good and evil from these “kid’s shows” than I have ever been force-fed from those history books penned by the victors of long-fought and long-abandoned quarrels.
If to “grow up” and “stop pretending” is to lose my mind to the clamor and strife of life, if to “live in the real world” is to no longer recognize what is “good” and what is “evil”, trapped in the grey-area limbo of “maturity”?
I do not want it.
I am content to sit, curled in the sunlit chair by my bedside, overlooking our garden, with my nose buried two inches and a hundred thousand miles away.
Because these people have been my friends when I was friendless, my solace in mighty storm, my comfort when the night-things sunk their greedy claws under my eyelids and wrenched them open, again and again.
So do not tell me these stories will mean nothing.
Nothing could possibly mean so much.
to whom does the lamplit path wander twixt tree-trunk and stream-edge and shade?
Eloquence is useless when all those around are deaf, Poets the world over, reduced to petty theft. The world will keep on turning, but what will we have left? The ravings of a madman echo great saints' words, And away from him they fly, so many frightened birds. Because eloquence is useless when all those around are deaf. (Because speakers fall to dust when they cannot be heard)

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