1st CHAMBER
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The Egg in the Thicket
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Its origin, an emerald lentil spilled from its hull – or perhaps a jade gingko nut used by the field mice for their games? A pale blue-green egg left in a thicket.
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2nd CHAMBER
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The Ruined Garden in Green
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Silken wings pleated upon the back of a lizard born in May from the egg that was not really an egg. In the shade of an Angelica leaf, a metamorphosis takes place. Winged membranes oiled by the color of the leaves.
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3rd CHAMBER
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The Child’s Room
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A bronze bed serves as dissection table. Each night, Prokrustes is called to slice the wings from the child’s back.
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4th CHAMBER
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The Specimen Room
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“The child’s neck smells like a butterfly…” An angel with unfurling wings that span seventy centimeters wide.
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5th CHAMBER
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The Book Depository
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Library of the Fallen Angel. A hole leading into the office of the Sacred Agency charged with establishing a catalog of banned books. Inside the hole, a darkness as black as the opening of a fallopian tube.
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6th CHAMBER
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The Never Ending Staircase
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In a fiery breath, brilliantly clad legs climb the marble staircase that stretches upward like a serpent’s stomach. Gathering the speed provided by the laws of perspective, the kind angel dashes onward, growing smaller and fainter.
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