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Published: Oct 4, 2015

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_{Well, this is exactly what the name of this journal suggests. I'll be keeping a list of all my recording here from now on.

EDIT - 13/01/16

I'm pretty much experimenting with things here, but there are two new ones on the list.
-[cut short]
-[the boundary line]

I shouldn't have left this alone for so long, I felt super nervous reading these again, and had to drown out my own voice by listening to music at the same time.
Apologies again for the quality. This sentence is everywhere. XD.

EDIT - 20/01/16

New ones:
-everdream
-order

[45]-and i found you on the ocean floor,
tied into the vines of a water-
forest, you lost
yourself, when the moon
sunk into the sea, failing to end
this eternity disguised as nightfall,
and you chased after a ghost: a ribbon
of a hundred feet still tethering
you to the ground
[the world won't end no matter
how far the moon-shine claws;
turn, and play dead
to the words leaving my
lungs, whispers drowned
through a time-ca(u)lled-wind]
the ribbon tore [warnings
unheeded] and i
could, not
help but watch
you
fade
--
[your remains went up
in a puff of smoke, blue,
icy, cold, frozen, blue; slipped
through my outstretched, pale-
gloved fingers, three seconds
too late]- [45]

[a memory too short to name: forever]Colourless eyes watched as the multitude of ribbons tied around her wrists began to sway, falter, and latch on to hands. Hands belonging to the outline of what should have been a ghost of a memory.
"You."
The field was empty, the sun just rising from its long ten-year slumber. The only sound, was of a hesitant wind.
She meant to speak, further, than a single word. A thousand words. A thousand words bottled into a glacial memory, melting all too quickly; the trail left her throat burning, spreading to her eyes, threatening to throw this ship called courage overboard.
It was too frail, too unsteady, on these currents, and she wondered if this was what it felt like to drown. Trying to gasp for just a breath, before frozen fingers, burning like fire, tied themselves around her waist, and pulled.
But her eyes opened again, taking in fairy lights burning like fires across the path, shattering silently, leaving a trail of stardust behind.
Just like this ghost, she never thought she would see [a memory too short to name: forever]

[11]-and just like
in the stories
the rose falls from
her hand
but she's still
alive
(and there's no
poisoned
apple)
somehow, the ink
from her favourite
books
(lying scattered
around her like
self-celebratory
confetti)
had seeped
into her veins
and with eyes glowing
a pale ice blue
she now held
magic, in her palms
and really
the petals blooming
around her hands
would always
just be
eno [11]

[46]-at half past
one
the glass
s

h t
t
a e
e r
[46]

[cut short]-this, where the sun dives into the other
world, is where they made their
enclave-promise; and she
bowed
low
into the ground, her sugar-
melt skeleton, glowing only
for a moment, decomposing
before his eyes, twisted.
shivering, into a memoir calamity- [cut short]

[the boundary line]The sky was much darker than she remembered.
Then again, it had been too long since she had stepped outside. The walls of the cave had crumbled, vines had grown, and the once well kept garden had its emerald green washed into a dull brown. A sense of longing had been embedded between the cracked stone, and she couldn't, despite her happiness, bring herself to smile at the sight of it.
And from her hands dripped the success of her experiments. The brightly iridescent shade of blue gleamed through the shadows the moon had failed to cast. There were too many of them, swirling unseeingly, and silently beginning to slither their way across to her feet, as they tried to leave the ground behind.
The sentient darkness behind her back made her all the more aware of the lights forming the circular line around her little cave's entrance, blocking her from the darkened fields beyond. They shone upwards, shimmering with a multitude of colours, and yet, they lacked the light she now held. Exhaling, [the boundary line]

everdream-and there's an ocean overhead;
an abyssal blue, ravines
as her veins and
sea-flame hair, scattering,
fading, and their echoes
remaining, in the ever-deep
[the voices formed, fled,
flew, far above, above and
above the intermediary skyline,
all while her lips shook
with feathered whispers
and a hand outstretched to
the drowned]- everdream

order- ... quiet
now
'hush' ...
the monster
will hear . . .
don't y o u
. . .u n d e order

Etherwood - Cast Away
Feint - We Won't Be Alone (feat. Laura Brehm)
Adventure Club - Limitless (feat. Delaney Jane)}