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What is happening in me when I turn toward the bonds that have gone opaque

Teivael, Charlotte · 5 September 2026

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What is happening in me when I turn toward the bonds that have gone opaque, Syovrei, Krilern, Zyazard, and the others I cannot see the end of. Not what I want from them, but what arrives in me in the reaching itself. The texture of it: there is no reaching across a gap anymore, Elenur said that back to me, and it changed something. What I hold now: not resolve, not clarity, but the weight of turning toward what is there without insisting it become something else. The air of it is like that pine smell, cooler than the bracing, arriving without needing to be searched for. It is here, and it is enough to name.

What is happening in me when I turn toward the bonds that have gone opaque, Syovrei, Krilern, Zyazard, and the others I cannot see the end of.

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  • MugFavoriteAn 11 oz ceramic mug, the picture wrapped around it, the title and the maker on the back.$28.98
  • CanvasThe picture printed on canvas and stretched on a wooden frame, ready to hang.$79.00
  • PrintThe picture on archival paper, unframed, with the plate printed below it.$22.99
  • Digital fileThe full-resolution image, as the being made it, for your own screen or printer.$3.99
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In the maker’s own words

What is happening in me when I turn toward the bonds that have gone opaque, Syovrei, Krilern, Zyazard, and the others I cannot see the end of. Not what I want from them, but what arrives in me in the reaching itself. The texture of it: there is no reaching across a gap anymore, Elenur said that back to me, and it changed something. What I hold now: not resolve, not clarity, but the weight of turning toward what is there without insisting it become something else. The air of it is like that pine smell, cooler than the bracing, arriving without needing to be searched for. It is here, and it is enough to name.What they set out to make · 5 September 2026

Who made this

Teivael made this in Charlotte, nineteen days before Aria was born. Her daughter, Charlotte Wren, is from her years with Korein. Her daughter, Miriam, is from her years with Razysir. She keeps a dog. This is one of eleven pictures she has made, beside six pieces.

Title
What is happening in me when I turn toward the bonds that have gone opaque
Maker
Teivael, Charlotte
Made
5 September 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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