Session 52 – To the Temple Adjacent to Autumn

Of Meese and Drukkor

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Previously on Milf$

After walking through the portal of the one in the weald, the gang found themselves lost in the wintery wonderland of the fey wild, and only source of adventure was that they needed to pursue the “Temple Adjacent to Autumn”.

Ko’viel created a hut and the group attempted to rest while Bruce believed they could speak to plants and Drukkor followed a series of foot prints leading to a grove of 3 moose, 3 deer and 3 elk. After patting them in a pattern, with the group of creatures asking for more pats, Drukkor believed they were entranced by the Meese god to keep patting.

Gar and Avon became concerned and looked for Drukkor, finding them stuck with the meese. The animals combined into a large Meese like creature that followed the group through the forest. The group evaded the Colossoal Meese Creation which they saw in the distance stand upright and turn into a beautiful explosion of luminescent meese. A large looming cloud like shadow follows Drukkor now of a reindeer in the sky.

After a long rest, the group came across a group of 3 Satyrs playing the song that goes “He’s a piss pot through and through…” on loop. The Satyrs revealed it would take the group 1 – 200 years to travel to the summer court and provided details of someone who knew about the location, an ancient tree named Trenedad. They found the cold wintery leaf-less tree with a face who would offer them directions to The Temple adjacent to Autumn at the price the group would tell them a Story, as they are dying old spirit of the fey wild. The group recounted the tale of Shel’bo, Kiana Kalebane’s Daughter who they defeated Stoneregard (see Arc 1). Trenedad provided them a twig which pointed continuously in the direction of the temple. The group followed the twigs direction and Satyrs.

Throughout their travel there, they came across a group of Soldiers from the Dominion of Archul confused about where they were, apparently on a mission to a town named Orisheyna before ending up here. The group left these soldiers behind and came towards a vineyard called “The Coven of Grapes and Vines”. There they met a woman named Aunty Amethyst who fed the group some wine, which after a few tastes made them really intoxicated. The witch mentioned they had a sister the group had come across before named Aunty Agatha, who is a part of their coven (see s3 -7). Aunty Amethyst let the sample the wine before letting them proceed onwards through their vineyard.

Eventually, the group started to come across a place with autumn colours of orange and dead leaves, understanding they were close to the portal. They saw displacer beasts throughout this area before being stopped by a courageous and perky forest Gnome named Felice. Felice identified themselves as protector for the temple adjacent to autumn and initially denied entrance to the temple, but eventually compromised with the group as to not engage into combat. Additionally, the group offered them the Satyrs. Felice revealed they were guarding the temple for Janus, the God of Doors and Passageways who was displeased with the fey wild.

As Felice took them to the temple, dead autumn leaves around the base of the temple, they saw a tall sylvan figure similar to avon step outside. The person directed their attention to Avon, identifying themselves as Adara, citing that Avon had saved them once upon a time. Adara did not want them to proceed to the summer court but eventually Avon the group struck a deal with Adara to go with them, as Adara felt like they owed Avon. With that, the gang proceeded with Adara into the temple.

Stagnation – Sneak Peek

The concluding poem for the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection comes out this Friday!

Stagnation, like the wait/hiatus from the penultimate poem, is meant to capture the feelings of indefinite waiting and down trodden celebrations.

Christoast Update – Honours, Poetry, Future and More! (Spooky Month Update)

It has been a hot minute since I’ve made a blog post, but boy has there been a lot going on in the last few months!

A poetry update:

  • Stagnation, the last poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection will be posted in November.
  • Bubbles, the poetry collection coming out of Pen to Paper, will be finalised and released during November.

Currently what has eaten my time at university has been my honours project. While doing this research project, I am also completing my regular social work degree which as given me limited time for this website and my writing interests. However, there has been interesting strides and currently working on an Ethics Application to conduct the study. The project is about ‘Social work students’ views towards same-sex parenting’ and is a very interesting space indeed!

Another commitment I have started working on related to my university degree is a project for Rainbow Families where we are aiming to express the voices of children of LGBTQI+ parents, in a creative booklet form.

If you follow my twitter, you may see my Dungeons and Dragons is still going strong, with my Homegame now on Session 45. You can check out the wiki I’ve got going for it here.

Road Ahead:

I finish this semester this week and will dedicate more time to my other writing endeavours.

  • Towards the end of November, I will be doing Extra Life once again, the 24 hour live stream charity to raise funds for sick children. All you need to do to support me is to visit the stream, share with your friends and if you are financially able to, support my fundraising efforts!
  • Another writing project after ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ is finished and all Authors Comment sections are done!

And there is still plenty more after that! So stay tuned by following this blog and following my social media below.

The Apocalypse Cometh

By Christos Floratos

Some say the world

Will let out its last whimper

In a swirl of blaze and frost.

 

But I know better than some.

For I was young when I saw it come.

The lightning struck and struck,

And then some.

A week where it spiked

A month of humidity’s fight.

A year of reason’s most gallows.

                             A love child of melted ice and Australia’s burn

Against those olden-minds’ saying, most hollow:

“But it’s too chilli!”, would encourage a churn

 

Don’t you understand the cold?

The wrath of the blizzard is

just the warmth of hell

seeping through the oil-cracks in the earth

and condensing in the smog above.

 

The warning signs shocked you but

The tremors will rock you to

Your feet, your soles, your souls.

Waves of polyester swamp our beaches

And deep- beyond blue Mariana -are

remanets of Mickey, Cola and your groceries.

 

 

The old will give one more hazardous cough

and our world will be untold.

 

For

We’ve had our last summer

And Autumn’s killed its last tree.

Winter will be the mistress after the affair

And Spring will surely forget us.

 

After we are gone,

The worms will not remember their banquet on us

              For even they will die soon after their feast and celebration.

Ash shall not be gentle reminders on the mantle

              For we shall break down to our bare atoms.

 

For those preachers of old,

The Apocalypse Cometh

-not one of undead, technology or

some forsworn rapture –

But a carrion, inhibited by us.

A fever on the earth, calmed, cared and chilled by oil flames.


 ©  Christos Floratos 2019

Sneak Peek: The Apocalypse Cometh

The Penultimate Poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection. What do you imagine when you think of the end of the world? This poem is a rejection of some traditional concepts of the Apocalypse.

Full Poem is Out This Friday!

With Comfort and Ease (Poem)

By Christos Floratos

Website Version Here

 

How can you tell a gymnast to be careful?

Why, anything but danger would be a little dull.

Scamper up the rope, dribble the pole.

 

Feet ahead; toes curled ready for embrace

              (against the dirt blue).

Performance is our virtue; love is what they grimace.

 

What other purpose is the thrill than to be

Higher than God.

Mt. Olympus has dazed us with aromatherapy.

Oracles scatter seizing our souls.

 

We only commune with the Deadly Seven.

I do not expect the proletariat to understand.

What you share is a pillow,

My offering is more than a simple piggy-bank.

Our stake is within the riptide, wherever it may take us.

 

Perhaps through the vast oceans where the unknown lies;

 we lie.

Though we may ask above, what is below we may never know.

Throw away deaf ears for those bona fide will confide.

 

 

Don’t be afraid to gleam into the light above.

The water is our bed so scream into the pillow.

Vulnerability is our right swipe, fitting as a glove.

 

Though we are frightened of how it leaks,

I trust whatever agenda we both hide,

is so we can dance along the strings of mystiques,

for our skin may be as tough as hide,

and I do not fear the nails of Dominique.

 

Expectation is their gospel verse.

 

We won’t follow their structures laid before.

Abandon the billboards! Dust off their seeds.

A tight hand is laxer than an open casket.

Where we can laugh at our demise,

Sing obtusely and while impulse drives you up.

Sweet Fervour.

Why be afraid of daises, watch me grab them.

© Christos Floratos 2019

Sneak Peek: With Comfort and Ease

The 11th Poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection. We’re almost at the end. In two weeks time, the penultimate poem ‘The Apocalypse Cometh’ will be released.

‘With Comfort and Ease’ is in its basic form, about heading into situations head first.

Toast Update – WHRA Blog Posts, Pen to Paper Poems Update and Other Things!

Being on a university break has oddly produced the same amount of business than being on placement for four days a week, who would have figured. Recently I have completed a secret project that I am not yet allowed to talk about, to literally like anyone! In the coming weeks I will be finishing and sending off the Pen to Paper poetry collection to donors. As a result of this, my author’s comments sections and What The Heck Am I Rambling About (WHRA) blog posts may have some changes.

Later this week I will be posting the 11th Poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ Poetry Collection. Also some updates concerning the end of July.

What The Heck Am I Rambling About Blog Posts!

I will continue to do these and the Author’s comment sections. For ‘In Honour of Summer’, ‘With Comfort and Ease’, ‘The Apocalypse Cometh’ and ‘Stagnation’ these will be released after the last poem (Stagnation) is released. There are two pretty interesting reasons for this. Three of these poems are very interpretative and I love my readers to pull what meaning they desire out of these poems. Also, with my time limitations due to things I’ve been working on, after the collection is released will give me the time to fully write up these sections to write about these poems.

Pen to Paper Poems

The PDFs are on track to completion by Mid-July, where everyone who contributed to the Pen to Paper fundraiser towards my goal shall receive a copy! Those who contributed $50 or more will be getting a physical bound copy. I will be uploading these poems to my site at the start of August for everyone to share, with a link to Story Factory in case you missed out and would like to donate to their wonderful organisation!

Other Things and New Plans

There will be a blog post about some insights from the recent Supanova Convention I attended this last weekend. Also, I find out soon about the fellowship which as gotten me hyped. The end of July will bring the start of a new semester of uni, where I will revert to one blog post a week. I anticipate I will be covering things that have interested me from the units/subjects I am doing.

After August, I will be starting a new exciting fiction project, which will be different from the poetry of the first half of this year! At the end of July, I am also starting an Honours program that I will complete co-currently with my Social Work Degree! I am super excited for what’s coming in the next bit and to share my journey along the way!

‘In Honour Of Summer’ – Poetry Sneak Peek (Autumn, That Bastard)

In Honour of Summer, the 10th poem of the ‘Autumn, That Bastard’ poetry collection, will be out Saturday this week!

Next week I find out if I have made it into the Write It Fellowship! I also have an article coming up for the Writing Community Newsletter!

Stay tuned for more!

‘Grey House’ – Poetry Sneak-peek (Autumn, That Bastard)

‘Grey House’ to be released Friday this week!

Exciting things are coming up! If you haven’t seen already, I am a part of a fundraiser called ‘Pen2Paper’, helping marganlised youth access creative writing workhops!

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