mercurialsage.bsky.social
@mercurialsage.bsky.social
18+ reader, writer, artist
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We report: in the depths of bog country, the will-o’-the-wisps of distant city lights are keeping the sky three shades above full darkness. This is not enough light to observe the night life we hear, no matter how much we squint. We still think we see things move above the water.
December 17, 2025 at 11:47 PM
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We report: it is yet another beast that rose high in the sky at the last possible moment of the day. We could only follow it, and in the cold, we saw it reach across the sky with its strange arms and legs. Our expert looked at it with binoculars, and affirms it was only a cloud.
November 27, 2025 at 11:43 PM
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but wait
November 24, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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We report when the dawn chorus is at its loudest, even over the morning traffic. All edges of the world are still blurry, whether it is from our sleep-filled eyes, or the simple fact of the dim light. It is chilly, and we are not all the way present, but we feel a little warm.
November 25, 2025 at 12:01 AM
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It's a love thing
November 24, 2025 at 10:02 PM
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We report: around noon, the air is dry and the sky is blue like it has never rained before. It feels this way, despite the full gutters, the puddles, the mud we track wherever we go. The sun is as bright as it gets in late November, and the wind is a whistle instead of a howl.
November 26, 2025 at 12:27 AM
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A moment of appreciation for the camp food illustrations by George Kamitani for Dragon's Crown, it really set an insane standard for fantasy food illustration.
November 25, 2025 at 6:23 PM
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I've made about $17k all year, INCLUDING my adjunct teaching job.

There is this idea that anyone working in the arts has wealthy family help, and sure some do, but a lot of us are simply poor. If you enjoy someone's work please pay them for it. It is not greedy to want to be paid for your labor.
Just saw someone claim that authors who want to be paid for their work are "class traitors" because we "only let the wealthy" read our books, and I think I need to go into the woods to scream into the night for a bit.

It's $5, not your first-born child! I need that $5 for health insurance!
November 26, 2025 at 4:52 PM
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We report as different skies meet into one: somewhere to our right, and to our left alike, something different is happening. We have to choose where to look, which is a common motive of heartbreak we suffer from. Worst of all, there comes a time when we must look away entirely.
November 26, 2025 at 10:48 PM
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Happy possum
November 26, 2025 at 5:57 PM
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We report: after the fact, we think we drove through the rainbow, or by it, or under it. We cannot recall how it went exactly, although there were a lot of light and colours, and the rain glittered. And then, the rainbow faded so soon anyway, the whole moment felt like a dream.
November 15, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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We report on a day that we stumbled through, tired, our mind stuck somewhere else. Only now, with the stars above our head, do we feel a little awake. Distant houses watch us with their orange eyes, but we do not feel observed, and we find our solace in this darkness.
November 15, 2025 at 11:35 PM
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The far right is obsessed with Lord of the Rings and Musk keeps posting about "hobbits" because modern scientific racism owes more to fantasy worlds and gaming systems than genetic science, and they see both as effective mediums for right-wing propaganda www.theatlantic.com/ideas/2025/1...
Why Elon Musk Needs Dungeons and Dragons to Be Racist
The fantastical roots of “scientific racism”
www.theatlantic.com
November 11, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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A beautiful and majestic mushroom, amanita muscaria 🍄

#art #patterndesign #fungifriends
November 11, 2025 at 7:25 PM
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We report in the tall grass that remains when ferns have dried up and wilted. There is a skylark practicing its lilting flight across the meadows, the only moving part of this hushed morning. We follow the desire paths of foxes and boars along the trees, trying to dodge cobwebs.
November 11, 2025 at 11:04 PM
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We report: some clouds have taken it upon themselves to kickstart the sunset before the rest of the sky. First, the threads of gold that snag onto our eyelashes, and then the rush of humidity that takes hold of the air. We feel sparks and shivers in the crook of our neck.
November 12, 2025 at 11:50 PM
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Grapefruit 😇 #art #oilpainting
November 12, 2025 at 1:32 AM
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It’s Native American Heritage Month!  

We’re celebrating all of the Two Spirit and Indigiqueer people in our community, along with their stories! We put together a couple lists of books focused on Indigenous perspectives that you can check out on Libby!
November 6, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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We report: even with the weight of the sky, the clouds are rushing by. There is no time even for rain now, only the obfuscation of daylight, and the impression of a torrent streaming across the sky. The same few spots of blue curiously remain open through it all.
November 7, 2025 at 12:04 AM
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The first two are painted in acrylic on canvas board. The third is crayola crayon on paper. All are cats that I rescued.
November 7, 2025 at 1:47 AM
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Pilot had a massive ad spread in a jp newspaper with "make AI jealous" and "write what AI can't touch" written on it

Anyway I think everyone should own a Pilot kakuno pen
November 5, 2025 at 4:42 AM
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Uninstall Grammarly NOW. They've partnered with an AI company and actively scrape your writing to train its models.
November 5, 2025 at 6:19 PM
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We report in the mid-afternoon light, which it seems is in fact the evening light. The sun is trailing along behind low clouds, casting a golden something in the air. Our expert‘s coat is too thick for the mild temperature, but they insist on wearing it, visibly red in the face.
November 6, 2025 at 1:05 AM
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We report: since the sky is oddly bright, we look for the moon, finding it pretending to be full (as you do). It sits in knots of cirrus, like a particularly talented spider on its web. Our expert gasps at the discovery of a moon dog, brilliant remanence of second-hand sunshine.
November 3, 2025 at 11:40 PM
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We report in deep October, standing between two storm cells. The clouds rain well, assiduous in the task, and we are well-rained upon, impressed with the efficiency of the whole apparatus. We longed for this in the summer, so we try to enjoy it to the height of our expectations.
October 25, 2025 at 11:34 PM