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ONCE UPON 25 TIMES: STORY XV

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Story the Fifteenth:
Five of Wands
The Snow Queen
Fractals
To be...
or not to be...
is that a question?
There you stand, musing 
upon those words of Hamlet's.
Last fortnight, you asked so coldly:
Why are those angels riding a steam train,
when they are already endowed with pairs of wings?

Once
upon a time,
you shone like the sun.
Now, there's a look in your eyes
like black holes in the fabric of night skies.
You wore out your welcome with random precision,
riding, like von Münchhausen's cannonball, on the steel breeze.

Like
ice crystals
are branching out
in hexagonal patterns,
six-pointed stars, six-petal flowers,
fractality, structures that repeat and repeat
over and over and over and over and over again.

Quench:
To quench:
to cool rapidly
(fire, or thirst, or steel).
But you've just pointed out
that German has three different ways
to translate this verb, depending on the context.

Vom Feuer: löschen
Vom Durst: stillen
Vom Stahl: harten

Sometimes,
finding the right equivalent
is as hard as crossing Königsberg
through all seven bridges, each bridge only once.





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