120 Vhalar, 723
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The wash basin was brimming with water. Kotton hadn’t heated the contents before he filled the tub, so it wasn’t steaming but it wasn’t chilling either. It was a comfortable lukewarm temperature. The water was an essential piece of an experiment that had been churning in the...

85 Vhalar, 723
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Kotton and his best friend had been drinking most of the night. Kotton more than Worick solely due to the stalwart relationship he had with the bottle. The sun had hidden itself underneath the line of the horizon thereby entrusting its reign of supremacy to the gentle glow of...

70 Ymiden, 723
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It had been days since Kotton had earned his certificate in writing, but he was always eager to learn more. Waking up early the day after his course finished was a solemn blow to the stomach- he didn't need to get ready for class. It was a little disheartening for the young...

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Seeking out Kura when he found need for her was easier than most others. They all shared a scar, something almost like a Fracture Scar of legends, that intertwined them in some way; when he focused, when he wanted to find her, it was almost like he could simply walk in...

109 Vhalar, 723
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He had relapsed…

Kotton missed the floating feeling of being drunk. Sometimes when he dreamed without the elucidation of doing so, there was a likeness to floating. Or if he was on the verge of a panic attack- that would make him feel weightless too. No, it was more that...

99 Vhalar, 723
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Being witness to a death was never easy. To Kotton, even animals were considered ‘someone’ and not ‘something’. He believed they held a soul and/or consciousness, a cognition of their own. It didn’t matter what others thought- souls existed and they experienced and lived .

The...

104 Vhalar, 723
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Kotton was tired of the ‘all or nothing’ dogma of his workplace. 'Mistakes were not made from human folly but instead due to the process’ irreverence to fool-proofing'. Kotton couldn’t keep himself from scoffing. He had been handed several 'standard operating procedures'...

68 Vhalar, 723
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You find yourself slumbering in a field of dreams that can only be grasped by a hand experienced in the concept of slow motion. You are purely designated with the completion of the tasks of the day as they are presented to you, not persuaded by thought or opinion. They simply...

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Kotton felt bile rising in his throat. He had consumed far too much, that much was obvious. But had he reached his limit? He wasn’t quite sure. He reflexively put his index finger deep into the cavernous expanse of his mouth and searched the back of his throat. He found that...

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Kotton was people watching. It was a pastime he thoroughly enjoyed so long as there was something or someone to watch. Consequently he contemplated whether what it was he saw was truly reality or a destined playwright sanctioned for his own amusement. Was what he viewed really...

1 Zi'da, 723
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The sun was neither rising nor setting. He didn’t know what term to use for the sun's present form, so Kotton settled on the term 'sun-telling'. It was an intermittent state between rising and setting where the glowing orb in the sky had to tell you what it was doing because just...

Vhalar 43, 723
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Something was off with the young man’s sniffer. Was the smell of far too much lavender or copious amounts of lemongrass? Maybe it was a mixture of the two. Whatever the case, his nose ran and itched and forced him to scrunch it up like a pig every few minutes. How was he...

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Kotton’s calloused fingers raked through the fur of his great grandfathers’ cat, Imogen. She was a gorgeous tabby with one emerald eye, the other a perfect shade of a good morning's coffee. She mewed at him, delighted by his attention. Once Kotton had stopped petting her, he...

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Where did words come from? Kotton was interested to know the answer to this question. Someone a very long time ago had to have sat down and taken the time to piece together random vowels and consonants, to which they determined to be letters, in order to create words that fit together in...

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The Scholar’s Nook was inviting today, more so than it usually was, and as a bookworm, it didn’t take much to entice him. Kotton tapped his pencil against his chin and stuck his tongue out in deep concentration. He was spending the remainder of his afternoon with his nose in his studies-...

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Kotton attempts to meditate but runs into problems such as his overthinking mind. No matter the candle fragrance, the crackling sound of the wick or the pensive illumination of the flame, he can’t seem to find a moment of internal silence.

No matter the fragrance emitted from the...

109 Vhalar, 723
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Kotton tousled his chestnut hair. A thin lock fell into his eyes blurring his vision. He pushed it aside with the nonchalance of having been stung by a bee. These bangs really needed to be trimmed; they annoyed him each and everyday he forgot to make an appointment.

“It’s...

100 Vhalar, 723
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Kotton knew very little about U’frek. He was hardly aware that he was an immortal who so vigorously respected navigation and… water? Kotton could understand the former, but he was always wishing to brush up on his desire to memorise and thus comprehend the placement of the...

118 Vhalar, 723
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There was a buzzing laugh, like a colony of bees had just dodged an accumulation of phlegm in an old man’s throat, burrowing up out of blackened lungs from too many years spent inhaling cigars. The laughter came from a stout man, who most likely wasn’t a man at all. He had...

40 Zi'da, 723
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The smell of coffee leaked through the curtainless windows. The shop was busy with a bustle of people. Some sat at oblong tables with stiff wooden legs, drinking copious quantities of herbal tea. Others heralded a change of pace that mimicked the distress of needing a cup of...

Vhalar 31, 723
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Why did sad music make people sad? Was there some underlying wavelength that interloped with the emotions of those who listened? Were the recipients of such musical genius destined to encounter a melancholic fate? Was it something that could not be ignored by peoples’ ears? Was...

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Winston scurried along the pier, his little legs moving as fast as they could while also trying not to trip on the uneven planks. He was running late, having gotten caught up in an experiment at the lab with the Portellar they had planned . The ferret hoped that Balthazar would not be too...

55 Vhalar, 723
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Kotton had been in rapt awe after having met his new therapist/healer, so much so that he had requested to book another session for the following week. The weekend came and went terribly slow, but finally gave way to the much anticipated day.

They hadn’t made much headway...

Saun 40, 723
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Kotton’s hand was cramping from finding consolation in his journal. He had a penchant for writing when his mind became too enamored with thoughts. He had been writing for almost an hour now, nonstop. Without so much as a second glance at his many grammatical errors, his pencil...