In the lost, in their domain, nothing here makes sense, my true home.
Tape-epaT on his slippery, shiny feet, licks my face with backmasked whispers of subliminal fears and desires
“want-go you-want?¿tnawuoy gottnaw” “I’m just here to learn” “place-wrong un-learn here-become emocebereh nraelnu gnorwecalp” I follow him anyway
Pale Knives’ hut in the forest glows with sharp tendrils that reach out long before we see him. He doesn’t speak, just drifts his translucent nails over my skin, until I have his secret suggestions etched into me
The others arrive gradually, some singing and laughing like it’s a party, some solemn as a ritual. They make me shiver, but I know that I’m meant to be there. I’m one of them
Shimmer grabs me to dance,and all my thoughts vanish in a whirl of joy and crazy beauty. I feel a peaceful light creep up my spine, and as we part she kisses me in a haze of sparkling
I whirl around with each of them in turn, Bonehunter with his crystal antlers, Honeymud, with her quicksand arms, and more, and more, until I fall to the ground exhausted
When I come around, Voidrider is sitting next to me, he puts his soft hand in mine and it’s like being underwater. His iridescent skin sooths me. “It’s OK,” he says. “Let the waves take you.”