zeflamigo's names

[zeflamigo]

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It is the witching hour on a holy night. Everything is dark, save for a few dim lights arranged in a strange pattern on the floor. Fog swirls around his ankles, painted red by the ominous light. Five furbies sit at the edge of their arranged star, chanting unintelligibly. He enters the circle.

The countdown begins.

With the beat of a drum, the lights fizzle out. He can still hear the furbies chanting. They do not frighten him. He knows they are on the same side. They are all one with the ritual.

She is not.

He must outsmart her.

His only other option is death.

[zeflamigo]

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Her life starts with a funeral.
Her dream is one of death.
She mourns the graves of kin.
In silence, and solemnity.

[zeflamigo]

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The waves pulled him under, dragged him from the shore. They thought he was gone, surely. He was young and not a good swimmer.

When he resurfaced at the shore, the other kin were delighted. “Thank motherfather,” they told him. “We thought you were lost to the tide.”

[zeflamigo]

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the galaxy is his garden
and he tramples through

kicking up the stars
like mere flowers
only in his way

[zeflamigo]

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On a journey for a new home, a group found themselves circling back on land they had already travelled. Nearly all hope lost, one totoma stepped forth and took charge. Her orders were clear. They were to rise early and follow the light of dawn, giving them a direct path to new, prosperous land.

[zeflamigo]

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it may be tiny
and awful briny
but his island’s not so bad, i’m told

it’s filled with treasure
of every measure
like shells that gleam bright gold

he likes it there
happily aware
it's his shiny sandy stronghold

[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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He was the leader of a search and rescue crew, often looking for lost lambs or pets. He took his job incredibly seriously, even when looking for the littlest bugs. Often when the team arrived on scene, he gave the same directives- "Alright gang, let's split up and look for clues!"

[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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[zeflamigo]

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Though some were different colors, the heads were all the same. Foxes, frogs, little fireflies. With their round beaks, they squawked and screeched at her.

When she looked into the water's reflection, she found that she had a parrot head, too.

[zeflamigo]

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