Nov 14, 2012

Chastity, Beer and Black Metal

On the eve of my twenty-first birthday, I secretly decided to become a monk among strangers. And the real me took a vow of silence: Whenever I spoke to anyone, it would be in someone else's voice. Someone who could live the life of the flesh would cloak me.


This prompt was inspired by the picture above. In 1836, a group of boys found these mysterious dolls in their wooden coffins at Arthur's Seat, the most imposing hunk of rock in Edinburgh, Scotland. Almost two hundred years later, nobody's quite sure what purpose the coffined dolls may have served; no-one knows who put them there, either. More pictures and backstory at The Museum of Ridiculously Interesting Things

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