Arcadia (A short story)

Arcadia (A short story)

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A 3 part short story. Arcadia (Greek: Ἀρκαδία) refers to a vision of pastoralism and harmony with nature. 'You are my saviour, you are our saviour. We will take revenge.' People saw it as heaven, a place where the good and hardworking enjoyed their life in harmony. But even heaven has its stains, the ugly stains that could never be washed away. They didn't chose to be those stains, they were simply born to be, born into an unfair world, a world with its shames hidden. This wasn't heaven, it was hell.
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They said heaven was the right kind of crowded, and dusty, and soft. They said it would smell of roses and clouds, they said it would melt every part of my body into one. They called heaven beautiful, they called it enough. They said the glass in heaven's windows would be thick, coloured, and like a lens through which you saw the world. They said I would be a being of light, they called the writings we were to make beautiful. The people that said this spent millennia trying to chase the feeling of sweet tenderness, but they chased it in things that were never meant to be more than sculptures and scriptures. They didn't say heaven would feel so... homely.

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