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Fürst Told Blog · 11M ago

All The World

by Maddy Fürst Shakespeare wrote, All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; and that one person in life plays many parts – ‘his acts being seven ages’ – which he goes on to tell us are from childhood to old age. So these famous words are about life more [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

Seeing is Believing

by Cayden Fürst I was led there by the dog who always knows exactly where she’s going even when she doesn’t. She always picks up scents I can’t smell and sounds I can’t make out even when I try and focus. I get the feeling though that I can see a little better than she [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

The Shifting Sands of Earth and Other Random Messages

by Cara Fürst March has come and gone without any comment from us. Although it’s been more or less the same routine here, the month’s disasters – among them the terrible effect of the earthquake and tsunami in Japan – had darkened my spirit and mood, making it difficult to write anything positive. M
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

My February Guests

by Cara Fürst Last night I had ghosts as dinner guests. Friends and family who paid the courtesy of a visit though I hadn’t seen them in a very long while – the last time only within a dusty frame or from my memory as a small child. Some had lived and died before I [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

Forever Fascinating

by Maddy Fürst is for fable, fiction and fairy godmother and the fact that whenever I have a ton of homework to do I feel like writing something else – a story, on a completely different subject and with a few drawings, even. Maybe it’s those questions about the periodic table that get me going, [..
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

A Year Flown By

by Cayden Fürst The year 2010 has flown by with a swoosh and it seems to me that not a lot has happened. Or maybe it has, but my memories are sketchy – like trying to see through the frost on a car window. I scrape it with my fingernail but truthfully, I can’t make [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

Lucy, Light and Dark

by Cara Fürst Once in another life, I heard stories from a group of folk who hailed from the north, somewhere in a candlelit tavern on a typical winter’s eve. It was made all the more memorable there – sheltered from the ice-frosted woodland – to learn that every year in their land on the [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

Dream of Trees in the Months of Moon

by Maddy Fürst I tried drawing trees once here, now I’m trying again, from the memory of this tree I saw a while ago. I didn’t try copying the photo, but remembered that the tree had a swing in it which reminded me of a hand. Or an octopus. Or a bent old woman. I [...]
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

On Halloween

by Cayden Fürst It’s nearly the same every year, I know what to expect, like the bright red, yellow and orange leaves on the trees as I walk through the neighborhood and visit every  door, to say trick-or-treat and then pass by strangers dressed in costumes or just neighbors hanging around the yard
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Fürst Told Blog · 1Y ago

Woman in White

A Halloween Taleby Cara Fürst As autumn deepened, I drifted away from the light to a brooding, less certain place and for this reason I finally agreed to meet the fortune teller. She was a wanderer with no one place she called home and earned her livelihood by foretelling the world’s deeds and accid
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