lit

I remember my first gem-

or rather,

I remember the gem

that was meant to be mine.

but I was not quick enough;

the road was packed with merchants

and I had lost sight of the path.

🖖

🖖

still,

I would not

be

deterred.

o? did you find a secret, anon? a little mystery, perhaps?

in time, I found a key.

then, I found a door.

I rode

🟡

The Ball

🔴

🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵🔵

a vvveary vvvitch,

the

at last, when all seemed lost,

at my heels,

o!

the splendor:

soirets, even.

there were parties-

"Welcome to 

the Degenaissance," they said. "Tonight, we dance."

and o,

how we danced.

thank you for reading this

short story

by vvveary

with some pixels

"by me, Bob Frac!"

"psst, over here," a serpent whispers. "play with me!"

for

the

love

of

all

the

colors

welcome to the era of CC0- of creation through curation- of kindness and cooperation over competition.

I know the journey has been long,

you are here, now. vvvelcome home, traveler.

for days

it led to a world of

there, I fashioned vvvings from vvvebs:

G

M

RAGE

the sun.

too close

to

I arrived.

below.

vvvaves

you were

a lighthouse

where have you gone, Signore? so many of us, now, dashed against the rocks... why did you leave us to row against the waves? here, in this deep sea of web-