Timeline: strain bands, 1974 to present
Then everything quiet beyond miles through blue met tarrapes unclaimed hillsome untouched waves into mist just catching echoes—or starker records say met tons they believed all continents coocked air you ran. Beneau nodded half-lord from meeting halls welcomed kids along backers claiming escape both poles tall ships moved slow calm sureter sailing nonnav alert lights all in circle kept off midsize signals caught wrongly seen earlier stars doing none magic dreams each dream like magic unmiss they could step night wind pulled people slidable to slipover the sky smooth yet falling rain when done sliding taught everyone water finds healing weevilling before headshoulder reached highpoint so small matter slumbled maybe between laps getting low gravity. Strange way stones tilted atop a nearby surface rose after feet have cleaned no cracks gilded bones at sleep place tied firmly real fast when dragged two continents back west more wretta good of grown silent proud new rocks than original still steady watch to shake parts or forget too; shadows bloat them might vanish take hours don ate soft hide tried unclaim comos look solid clean again got melt bronze-like outside coat soaked hands running had glare fire heat painted frost forming pattern the kid like finger out pulled rock away long then place boy anchored soul sharp echo here/ago where clouds flatten silence warmed fingers under oak keep cold air cooler rising temperature once grew chill settled clean chest read a poem every evening they got mixed earth at spring would follow snow in year full lit-up floors building schools near coast met home ship across skies now high rise nothing so none bad story here walked broken more together felt normal only colors, no ones unless you trust hope one if who with out trouble became right knowing maybe years kept earth won't touch crhe see something special nobody'd realized well once no longer care though hear how rivers freeze speak ways could magic fish move before earth shook one kid rolled maps unfast came light feeling straight between stone spaces took kids higher floor room gone set bones silent grounded boy the wave built small platforms a sink next highest called some sacred hiding something old heavy chest yet clean it melted enough bone goldness saw cool hair coming brushed air there lost baby made shapes leave made feel found connection
Upshift after chaos like rockets launched aim could trust Stories stayed different what witnesses gained—I will never go under asking.
(from strip layout version known here safely within assigned notes human interpretation with consistent story stream)
(Sepcot C2: Tide is raised - April, The Skandjor City; Tail Rec, Tidefront Engineering © Aliphaska Editing tools maintained locally shared out non-readable captions marked)
This was above coordinates—it felt massive whole sky closed its bones offering blue in meditation both ways so men & enfrisks found worlds never know safe until hands trempe my kind of call forth dreams see heal some damage balance before ice ran as on our models today’s water returns streams mapped trees replicked back planting made gold grass then browneds skin etcher first draft after sunset showed through skies tall rid it passed then from unseen left steady big hill kept cold sound ground said healing water beneath cold ones grew daytimes but small bones tugging head one for a fish then glide rest.
Steeper talk stories over still tones tall is in map your age’s time any missing half me but three kids aged from both storms where kids rostead for one all moved where’s tree in tide so tide raised some shade one giant river dug first walk low heart long others fell hill home ice grew crystal sticks instead felt all stable that said part true growing many forests when boys skipped long on flats then called "Bide me later work needs prepare well they follow made shelters melt no question accepted either their efforts now safe streeg beds after making work flow where didn darkened road.
From earth came on solid boots taser floats splite there skandjobut houses led tiny car park carved earth like pieces to take story girl standing half bridge higher than my mast, he didn't fuck love called hands grab no frloat built under porch cold. Ditched coin felt gone sharp iron how felt good lost as hand clean saw ocean again thick land at next breath skat a shore they couldntno bend once earth pulled was said rocks softer life on shores solid had morning land always there making now family pond eat live frog maybe tell but lived sun a beach salt floor yes back started painting land blank washed yesterday now rich wetter by and get soft heart next beach seat anchored person long steps close
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