Inside the Penumbra Can,
covered in a layer of dust,
are stories buried in the depths of time.
Transcripts
Looking at those still mottled traces, do you know why you came here?
1,635 words
Ah! Stop crying and stop laughing, stop wailing and stop screaming ...
2,286 words
You mock it, you demean and insult it—oh, but you believe in it.
1,314 words
Pick it up, please—pick it up, gently lay it down, like the tip of a scalpel.
809 words
They say her hands are empty, but who saw what she was really holding?
871 words
As they chew the juicier grass, wolves and fences are one and the same.
1,198 words
Those who carry no lamp still wander in the darkness.
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It flows quietly, ever constant.
502 words
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