Nov. 13th, 2021

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Physical mail is going out to everyone who commented in the physical mail post; there's still plenty of time (basically forever) if you want to throw an address in there to get a random postcard. :) Writing these out has made me appreciate how long I've fandom-known many of you! Goodness. It's a great feeling.

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax