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Kronoberg Castle, on the shores of Helgasjön, in Sweden

June 2011

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“The citadel was dark, and the heroes were sleeping. When they breathed, it sounded as if they were testing the air for dragon smoke.

On their sofas of spice and feathers, the concubines also slept fretfully. In those days the Earth was still flat, and people dreamed often of falling over edges.

Blacksmiths hammered the Edge Serpent on the anvils of their closed eyelids. Wheelwrights rolled it, tail in mouth, down the cart roads of their slumber. Cooks roasted it in dream pits, seamstresses sewed it to the badger hides that covered them, the court necromancer traced its contours in the constellation of straw on which he tossed. Only the babes in the nursery lay peacefully, passive even to the fleas that supped on their tenderness.”

–Tom Robbins’s Jitterbug Perfume

{the castle courtyard}

{Beautiful, delicate Swedish wildflowers.}

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[Images by Kelly Overvold; pictures of Kelly taken by Scott Zaban.]

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Evedal and Helgasjön, Sweden

June 2011

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“I am seized with desire to be something more. Something whose echo can drown out the rattle of death.” (Alobar)

“I cannot tolerate the passive obliteration of all that I am to myself.” (Alobar)

I may be mad, [Alobar] thought, but I prefer the shit of this world to whatever sweet ambrosias the next might offer

“Come with me, Alobar, for while we must go forever in despair, let us also go forever in the enjoyment of the world.” (Pan)

“If being alive is not a virtue, then there is little virtue in virtue, that is what I say.” (Alobar)

“The immortals are gone. Now we are the immortals.” (Kudra)

–Tom Robbins’s Jitterbug Perfume

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[Images by Kelly Overvold; pictures of Kelly taken by Scott Zaban.]

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