Once it came wearing red.
Incarnadine like freshly spilled heart-blood, still warm from the wound.
Most often it moved here and there in flowing cloth of silken coal.
In black cord, bitumen colored ribbons and knots.
Storytelling, in Paragraph Proportions
Fragment 9
Jay Lonnquist
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Storytelling, in Paragraph Proportions
A dark, fantastical tale that is intended to unfold a paragraph, or thereabouts, at a time.
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16 Oct 2026
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