Monday, February 23, 2015

High Priestess.

A silent buzz entered her canal and spread through her body, causing the skin to trigger a wave of hills from her head to heels. Upon opening her eyes, darkness revealed itself. Luna felt nothing except a small drip on the top of her skull every other moment. 

The voices were now silent and no longer penetrated Luna's ears; however, she felt different. Her body began to illuminate a pale blue light as the blue orbs, which were descending from above, began to more rapidly cover her.

The fall was not long, which is all Luna could remember. Slowly sitting up, her fingertips brushed against her velvet cape-revealing little of her past. The walls were filled with bumps and crumpled as she brushed against them and the odor of metal became so potent the whites of her eyes took over her visible sockets.

Luna was awakened by a small man staring down upon her in the cemetery. His skin, also glowing with the blue tint, gleamed in waves of intensity. Reaching for her hands, Luna was lifted to her feet and began to slowly slouch as her knees buckled. The man leaned towards her right canal and faintly whispered a few words. 

Floating across the pavement, Luna made her way up Blvd. Ave. As she reached into her pockets, pulling out a stack of tarot, everything object began to fade into the color blue. The street lamps cast blue orbs onto the dark blue speckled streets, which left even darker blue shadows in the unoccupied spaces.

Sorting the deck as if she had thousands of times before, Luna passed two hopeless beings. Both appearing a mucky shade of blue, shoulders slouched, anxious, and falling apart. Passing the first, a male, Luna cupped his left hand in hers and began, "It will open like a blooming tulip." Startled and confused, the man began to deepen his murk. "Sorry-what will?" he mumbled, his voice becoming higher. Tensing, Luna bellowed, "Your world. Then you will realize you are not the center of it."

Shaking him from her grasp, she approached the young woman-tossing a blank tarot at her feet, allowing it to expose what the holder wants to read.

Luna lowered herself onto the bench outside of O'Harley's and allow her hands to raise a card from the deck. The high priestess: high power and mysterious. How fitting for an old woman in a new blue world.

6 comments:

  1. Luna Marzuch is a character that is seemingly very mysterious with obscure motivations (including aging and lost love). The audience knows very little about her except that she dearly misses an equally mysterious man named Arlo Marzuch. Luna has evolved to form a very medicine man-esque role in the blog, often guiding other characters to new information about themselves. It would be helpful to understand more of what her conflict is, or what her goals are. Her character has been well developed but the audience doesn’t really know what she hopes to accomplish.

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  4. "The Moon itself is deceitful," she thought, "When it appears, its presence casts a glow over the Earth, but the Moon isn't the mass projecting the light.”

    The images were faint, projecting blurry silhouettes blinded by a white background. The figures glided on the light at a downward angle, levitated, and evened out. Luna's throat began to close as the figures began running towards a blur that lay limp in the white.

    An abyss, which was ever so slightly lit by a single parking lot orb, pierced the irises. Her drums began to melt from the frequency of the tones.

    Shaking him from her grasp, she approached the young woman-tossing a blank tarot at her feet, allowing it to expose what the holder wants to read.

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  5. All the above quotes are awesome. Whenever Luna begins to explore the familiar world through the lens of the tarot cads stuff gets real. I would love to see Luna set out to do something specific. She has had these general motivations and conflicts, but it would be cool if she did something like set out to bring Arlo back to life.

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  6. You seem to be fitting nicely into the reoccurring death motif.

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