Johansen Street Station

She knew it was him long before she could even see his contours through the mist. It was the sound of his footsteps, and his heavy breath. She didn’t say anything as he stopped, some five meters away from her. Then it became unbearable, and she cleared her throat and spoke:1

“So you still come here, do you? After everything, I mean.”2

He looked genuinely irritated as he replied:3

“So what if I do? I’d figure as you obviously come here too, you… Ah, crap, let’s just shut up, shall we?”4

“Fine.”5

She was not fine. And casting a tired eye at her male acquaintance, she understood. True darkness we do not find within ourselves, not even at the bottom of the sleeping mental caches we uncover in others. It must not be forgotten that just because Darkness is the antonym of Light, it doesn’t have to be its spiritual opposite. The man standing a few paces away was not dark, nor was he an opposite, or an antonym. He was spiritual, but dark.6

“The sun sleeps silently under the graceful moon, does it not, dear?” she whispered, confused, and scared beyond confusion.7

He snapped his fingers. He, the man who never whistled, snapped his fingers. And she fell, all over again on the wet grass. The man picked a flower and flung it over his shoulder spitting loudly.8

She let a small ecstatic cough escape her violet lips:9

“Racoons?”10

“Oh no, Prince Albert,” the man answered. “This year it’s worse, Molly. An infestation they call it. Do they see? An infestation of jack-of-spades shall be less likely.”11

Prince Albert laughed coldly to display her approval. But she knew it was the study of Raccoons that would ultimately reveal to her the final prize. Or was it the final price? The final sacrifice? Was there a difference? She did not know, even though the time for knowing had arrived. For the year was truly coming to an abrupt and unexpected halt, and the infestation that would supposedly come with it would surely transpire within a tangible time limit.12

She rose to her feet. Grabbing hold of her jacket, she looked him in the eyes and said:13

“I miss you.”14

The man raised his eyebrows in surprise. “That’s a strange thing to say, don’t you think?”

Author notes

I’m not going to say too much here, interpret it in any way you feel like. Is it a documentation of a descent into madness? A protest against the complexity of human relationships? A parody of our feeble attempts to turn our useless emotions into poetry? A cultural statement? Total rubbish? You decide.

Oh, and don't try to make sense out of it, that's not how it's supposed to be read.

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  • Cecilia Marlana
    March 8
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    YOU DID NOT READ THE CONTEST INFO! DO NOT ENTER MY CONTESTS WITHOUT READING TO INFO!


    • GodBlessCatastrophe
      March 8
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      But I did read the info! Surely you agree that the characters in this story are weird, and hence, in my opinion, the place where they go on a regular basis qualifies as a place where the weird ones go!

      EDIT: From reading the info again, I get a very faint impression that somehow you wanted a little focus on either the place itself, or the name of the place (Castle de Weirdie or whatever),or possibly that you sought a humour story. None of these things are stated explicitly though. This story follows your five rules perfectly.

      • Cecilia Marlana
        March 8
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        Yes, and your supposed to use the character. Hence Lady Selina the Silly or Queen Selina Graceful. I know you followed the rules and made the place strange, but concentrate on the info I put in. Thanks for editing it.

        • GodBlessCatastrophe
          March 8
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          I stand firmly by my opinion that it doesn't say ANYWHERE you're supposed to use those characters. There might be a tiny little hint in the sentence "Whichever decision you make..." but I don't see how anyone could ever understand what you mean. I realize I'm pretty DQ:ed by now, but may I at least recommend you to update the info so that people can actually see what you're after without consulting a behavioural analyst? Maybe then you'd get some entries. No offence meant.


  • tonialoise
    March 7

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    hehe... this was so well written it's randomness really entrapped me. I mean it drew me in at the beginning like it had some purpose and the randomness drew me in further just to see what the heck might happen next. Weird. And really well done.


  • Atticus Unanimous
    December 29, 2008

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    It's interesting and I can kind of see that you were aiming for romantic parody of
    Romantic and Deeper Relationships Where We Talk About Cool Stuff That Makes No Sense and Repeats Itself. It was extremely confusing though-- full of contradictions. I couldn't tell if they were purposeful or not. You could definately elaborate on this if you wanted to.


  • MarukoTheCrazyKitty
    December 20, 2008

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    I think it's cool. X3 But it's not a funny story, which is what I was looking for. I still like it, though.

    -Maru-chan

    • GodBlessCatastrophe
      December 20, 2008
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      Well, it is pretty much a parody of some absolutely ridiculous love stories I've read on sites like this one, that try to be deep in their portrayals of emotion but just sort of fall flat into some kind of poetical poo that means nothing at all in the end. In that aspect I myself find it funny, but if you don't think so that's fine.

  • Eloquia
    December 20, 2008
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    Interesting... I see it as an exploration of time travel/ past life regression lol... interesting.

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