A strange day in July
As Edda and Oskar crept forward onto the fickle ocean shore, the tide tickled their feet with feathers of seaweed and sand. It was a sleepy morning in Iceland, the sky was painted in shades of violets and gold. This created a horizon that softly embraced the rocky terrain of the coastline. Oskar, as an imaginative child, who marveled at the marriage of sky and land. “ I do wonder, sometimes, if we are both part of land and sky.” “ Well, we must, for we touch both land and air, “ added Edda “ If I skip a stone, Why does It not come back, ” said Oskar “ Maybe It wants to be free, separation is natural” postulated Edda “ Perhaps, I shall skip a stone,” declared Oskar Oskar scoured the ground for …show more content…
Ambling from the ocean to the shore was a creature much like an amalgamation of a rabbit, a fox, and a cat. Though it curiously had mint green fur and a hole in its forehead. It hopped onto the shore and observed the two children. It slightly craned its neck clockwise as if to get a better angle on these two monsters. “May I have my stone back,” asked the mysterious …show more content…
The stone glowed brightly in the early morning light. Perhaps, even with a certain dramatic nature, the creature retrieved the stone from Oskar. Then, the creature embedded the blood red gem in its forehead. It was a very odd sight, this was. The beast then proceeded to turn its head clockwise again in a curious fashion.
“ Who are you,” asked Edda “ I am a carbuncle, we search for selflessness in humans,” said the carbuncle. “ Have you seen selflessness, does it exist,” asked Edda. “ I’m speaking to it right now, much more curious than I had imagined,” said the carbuncle with an inquizitive glow. “ Can’t naivete be good,” said Edda with a poignant rebuttal. “ Yes, yes, very much so ; all are naive to the wholeness of existence, but, it is those who are aware of this that are the most enlightened.” agreed the carbuncle. “ What a conundrum, what if the naive know they are so - then are they naive” Edda uttered ardently. “ Who knows,” said the carbuncle with a quiet irony. “ But irony is always loud,” included Oskar.
The carbuncle seemed to permeate a certain uneasiness. It was as if the being was questioning whether or not to continue. This brought about a certain gauche quietness.
“ Aha, ” exclaimed the carbuncle. “ What is it,” inquired Edda. “ I believe you to be the new owner of my gem,” explained the
As Edda and Oskar crept forward onto the fickle ocean shore, the tide tickled their feet with feathers of seaweed and sand. It was a sleepy morning in Iceland, the sky was painted in shades of violets and gold. This created a horizon that softly embraced the rocky terrain of the coastline. Oskar, as an imaginative child, who marveled at the marriage of sky and land. “ I do wonder, sometimes, if we are both part of land and sky.” “ Well, we must, for we touch both land and air, “ added Edda “ If I skip a stone, Why does It not come back, ” said Oskar “ Maybe It wants to be free, separation is natural” postulated Edda “ Perhaps, I shall skip a stone,” declared Oskar Oskar scoured the ground for …show more content…
Ambling from the ocean to the shore was a creature much like an amalgamation of a rabbit, a fox, and a cat. Though it curiously had mint green fur and a hole in its forehead. It hopped onto the shore and observed the two children. It slightly craned its neck clockwise as if to get a better angle on these two monsters. “May I have my stone back,” asked the mysterious …show more content…
The stone glowed brightly in the early morning light. Perhaps, even with a certain dramatic nature, the creature retrieved the stone from Oskar. Then, the creature embedded the blood red gem in its forehead. It was a very odd sight, this was. The beast then proceeded to turn its head clockwise again in a curious fashion.
“ Who are you,” asked Edda “ I am a carbuncle, we search for selflessness in humans,” said the carbuncle. “ Have you seen selflessness, does it exist,” asked Edda. “ I’m speaking to it right now, much more curious than I had imagined,” said the carbuncle with an inquizitive glow. “ Can’t naivete be good,” said Edda with a poignant rebuttal. “ Yes, yes, very much so ; all are naive to the wholeness of existence, but, it is those who are aware of this that are the most enlightened.” agreed the carbuncle. “ What a conundrum, what if the naive know they are so - then are they naive” Edda uttered ardently. “ Who knows,” said the carbuncle with a quiet irony. “ But irony is always loud,” included Oskar.
The carbuncle seemed to permeate a certain uneasiness. It was as if the being was questioning whether or not to continue. This brought about a certain gauche quietness.
“ Aha, ” exclaimed the carbuncle. “ What is it,” inquired Edda. “ I believe you to be the new owner of my gem,” explained the