come closer, sit a while
the story book
the diary of
aélys
stories of the drawings, and of the moments they were born
to be continued…
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Send me the next storya note before you begin
Every drawing in this book started as a feeling I couldn’t say out loud. These pages are where I tell you about them — where they came from, and what they asked of me.
Read slowly. Let whatever rises, rise.
— a. [draft voice, to be rewritten by aélys]
Thank you for reading by moonlight.
with love, aélys
story one
The night the sphere caught fire
It began with one small flower in the middle of the dark. I kept drawing petals around it, and colours kept arriving that I hadn’t planned — rose, then gold, then violet.
When the little world was full, I drew a fuse on top and lit it. Then I wrote around it: je laisse exploser l’amour et la joie.
story two
Footsteps toward the light
One side of the mind I drew as thought — winding, busy, outlined in white. The other I drew as weather, soft and moving, impossible to hold.
Between them, a path of tiny footsteps, red to violet, climbing to where the sun breaks over the summit. The eyes are closed. Not sleeping — listening.
story three
Chapter twenty-one
I drew a book about karma, open at pages 108 and 109. On them, a question: are we delving into the matter, or into the black hole?
Then I let the pages tear. Pieces drifted off into the stars, and through the holes came a river of blue light. Some chapters are not meant to be finished. Only dissolved.