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Scents and colors

I fell on one of the final days of the third month. It didn’t hurt, no one said anything, not even the trees. I wasn’t expecting them to. I was a bit sad but not scared. I could be part of the trees now, of the soil and the earth. But I would miss my friends regardless.

Angel Carretero MartínezNik ReedApril 18, 2025Destination

All Tomorrow’s Parties

That night you dreamt of past times, times of trains and horses, of castles and kings, of dances and rituals, of rivers and forests. And in the morning you woke up with a new noise, one you hadn’t heard before.

Angel Carretero MartínezLizzie BarryApril 6, 2025Disruption