Lazy Gramophones Journals

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Abby Stokes blinked her sleep-swollen eyes and looked at the man-shaped object where her dressing gown hung. Squinting in the half-light, she made out that the man-shaped object was indeed a man and immediately she was wide awake. "I've come for you Abigail," said the man. "It is time." Abby fixed the man in her gaze. Her fingers grasped around on her bedside table, searching for anything that... read more

And so it continued after that night. The Blobs were here to stay; he had long accepted that. Despite the occasional moments of frustration, the intense bouts of confusion, The Blobs also brought an all consuming feeling of focus and peace to his senses: The Blobs found him, the lost-and-long-wandering Boy, they collected his scattered thoughts and cradled his troubled head; they soothed... read more

Once upon a time there was a young boy named Sompop. He liked to play in the woods near his home and would always run to his mother with tales of the interesting new creatures he 'd seen. The first time he saw a stoat his mother heard the story a hundred times. One day, he was climbing up a thick tree searching for birds' nests, when a big crow startled him and he fell to the floor and bumped his... read more

Theyre getting heavier, you know, these shadows of mine. I brought them the long way round, carried them on my shoulder. I tried to pass them off on others I met along the road but could neither sell nor give these dark gifts. So they stay with me, always it would seem, and my elders claim they shape me, secretly, while my eyes are focused forward. I make bold statements,... read more