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Dream-shards of dashedness

Maj is sitting alone in the living room, telling a sad story to no one in particular . . .

“Once upon a time there was a princess named Maj who generally lived her life in a state of great deprivation. One morning the evil queen came to Princess Maj and quite unexpectedly asked …Dream-shards of dashedness

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Approaching utter chaos

Maj asked for a clock for Christmas.

Maj checks the time perhaps 8 billion times during the day, and she is obsessed with promises I have made (and then failed to fulfill) regarding the times that things will happen. Here she is standing by the door waiting to go the library . . .

…Approaching utter chaos

Emeraude

She comes to a stop with her companions, a woman and two men, both much younger than she.

One of the men says, “We’ll be back in 30 minutes.”

The young woman says, “Stay here.”

The other young man says nothing, just jingles the keys a moment as he waits for the matter to …Emeraude

Sad watery magic

She reads a line in a book . . . “Someone was always dying somewhere, and in the summer of 1958, the year [he] counted himself ten years old, it was his mother’s turn.” She reads that line in a book, and then she finds that she cannot breathe. Tears spill from her eyes …Sad watery magic

Quintessence of dust

“Mom, can I have some crackers?”

“Sure.”

POUND POUND POUND POUND . . . “Maj, if the police come looking for me, you know nothing.”

Maj doesn’t look up from her book, “Fine.”

POUND POUND POUND . . . Kallan speaks urgently, “I can count on you, right? I’m doing the best I can, …Quintessence of dust

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