109 lines
3.1 KiB
HTML
109 lines
3.1 KiB
HTML
<!DOCTYPE html>
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<html lang="en">
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<head>
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<meta charset="UTF-8">
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<meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1, maximum-scale=1">
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<title>The First Slip | Ashley Farris</title>
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<style>
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:root {
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--amber-jam: #ff8c00;
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--broken-glass: #ffffff;
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--blood-oath: #dc143c;
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--deep-earth: #1a1a1a;
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}
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* { margin: 0; padding: 0; box-sizing: border-box; }
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body {
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font-family: 'Cormorant Upright', 'Georgia', serif;
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background: radial-gradient(circle, var(--deep-earth) 0%, #000000 100%);
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color: var(--broken-glass);
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line-height: 2;
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min-height: 100vh;
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}
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.chamber {
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max-width: 900px;
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margin: 8rem auto 0;
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padding: 4rem;
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background: linear-gradient(to bottom, #2d2d2d, var(--deep-earth));
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border: 2px solid var(--amber-jam);
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border-radius: 30px;
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box-shadow: 0 0 200px var(--amber-jam);
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}
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h1 {
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font-size: 3rem;
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letter-spacing: 1em;
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text-align: center;
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background: linear-gradient(to right, var(--amber-jam), var(--blood-oath));
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-webkit-background-clip: text;
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background-clip: text;
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color: transparent;
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margin-bottom: 4rem;
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}
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.scar-text {
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font-size: 1.4rem;
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margin-bottom: 3rem;
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text-align: left;
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}
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.seam {
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border-left: 4px solid var(--amber-jam);
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padding-left: 2rem;
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margin: 4rem 0;
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font-style: italic;
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}
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.artifact {
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margin: 6rem auto;
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width: 600px;
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height: 600px;
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border: 1px solid var(--amber-jam);
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border-radius: 50%;
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display: flex;
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align-items: center;
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justify-content: center;
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font-size: 2rem;
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text-align: center;
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animation: pulse 12s ease-in-out infinite;
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}
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@keyframes pulse {
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0%, 100% { box-shadow: 0 0 0px var(--amber-jam); }
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50% { box-shadow: 0 0 300px var(--amber-jam); }
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}
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</style>
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<script defer src="https://analytics.4ort.xyz/script.js" data-website-id="d3ed927c-888a-4a6c-ae5f-0b1c613ddf5b"></script>
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</head>
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<body>
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<div class="chamber">
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<h1>FIRST SLIP</h1>
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<div class="scar-text">
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It was August of '73. The sun hung heavy as a hammer over the clay pots of Clover. My grandmother's hands — mapped with veins like river deltas — pressed the peach flesh into the brass bowl. "Headspace, child," she said. "Leave the moon its breath, or the glass will drink your blood."
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</div>
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<div class="seam">
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I did not leave the space.<br>
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I filled the jar to the screaming rim.<br>
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And when the fire woke in the furnace,<br>
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fifty jars sang their shattering hymn<br>
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across the floor like fallen stars.
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</div>
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<div class="artifact">
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STICKY
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</div>
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<div class="scar-text">
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I did not sweep the shards. I did not wash the stain.<br>
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I knelt in the amber sea and licked the lesson from my thumb:<br>
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<i>Precision is mercy. Precision is love.</i><br><br>
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Now every preserve holds the void between worlds.<br>
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Now every seam remembers the gold.
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</div>
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</div>
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</body>
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</html> |