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Irae is supposed to take charge of the broken system.
So here comes Idyll, a revolutionary figure. She's smitten.
But if a witch isn't a villain, then what?
Then it's the fault of Irae's precious system. It's the poison that's in her.
And it's her self-hatred that does Idyll in.
cw: emotional abuse, generational trauma, fantasy violence, unreliable narratorFor the Anti-Romance Jam 2023.
tracklistbattle beast - no more hollywood endingspoets of the fall - my dark disquiet
darren korb ft. ashley barrett - the spineflobots - blood in the river
knight area - the balancethe warning - revenant
unlike pluto - a cautionary taleshe wants revenge - rachael
It is rare that I am enthralled by prose that flows through the page, and yet feeling nothing but confusion as I read through it. While I would usually stop reading and give up on a piece that I do not understand, here I stayed, hoping the story would fall into place and everything would make sense in the end.
It, however, did not do that. The conversations you have with other characters is interspersed with your thoughts or environmental descriptions, neither completely fitting in a way. I ended wondering if this was some sort of sci-fi/mystical retelling of some Ancient Greek mythos… or just vibes.
Yet… I could not look away… the prose kept pulling me through the passages, only leaving me hanging, stranded, by the end…
Was this maybe the point of this entry?