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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 18h
We hope everyone has made first contact with their mandatory assigned black cat, who will be adopting individuals for the season. In other, less fortunate towns, adoptions of black cats must be suspended at this time of year for their safety, but Lewisia suffers no such deprivation. Moon-bright eyes will watch us from the edges of roofs and shadow-soft paws will pad after us, and we will surely benefit from such feline supervision.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 10/10/2026
Running through the twilight forest, battery-powered ornamental candle held aloft, he felt the rush of wind and the flutter of huge wings overhead as though they were his own. Lewisian children were not uniquely unafraid of the dark, but neither did they grow up into a conviction that everything they had feared and hoped might be lurking in the shadows was nothing more than imaginary. So he raced the black-winged creatures in playful circles around the Beacon House, yellow candle bulb and red eyes reflected in the recursive windows, until one of them went splat and real fear arrived.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 08/10/2026
In a shock to new owners, the main difficulty with keeping multi-headed dogs was not one of appetite or aggression, but of lap space. Being loosely related to hounds, cerberids were very much a “sorrowful lean” type breed, and those with three or more heads found humans to be short on legs on which to rest their chins and gaze upwards. Dedicated fans of the breed often invested in prosthetic leg extensions to avoid the behavioral problems that came from perceived head favoritism.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 06/10/2026
The great light at Beacon House has attracted a flock of mothmen, who appear to have been passing through the area. Local experts are still investigating whether this species of mothman is more of the vulnerable wildlife variety or the conversational cryptid variety. As such, they are asking locals to keep all observations at a respectful distance for now and to make any necessary visits to Beacon House during daylight hours, when the flock is roosting in the surrounding forest.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 03/10/2026
In the end, it was decided that the dilapidated house’s actions had been not merely self-defense but medical care. It had isolated the humans like a tumor in hastily-grown rooms, leaked radium and lead from old alarm clocks and peeling paint, and risked its own structural stability with an infestation of toxic mold creeping up the walls. The property flippers, with their planning board bribes and their bulldozers, had been a clump of cancer cells, and the house had been within its rights to poison, irradiate, and excise them for its own survival.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 01/10/2026
“You know you’ve got some volunteer…somethings growing in the back garden?” he asked as he let a heap of pea pods tumble from the cupped hem of his shirt and into the sink. His grandmother made an inquisitive noise as though she had not heard him, only to nevertheless reply, “Not volunteers–assigned. They’re invasive around here, and new seeds are being assigned to particularly mean-spirited gardeners to learn better manners.”
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 29/09/2026
A troubling spate of dry wells around the greater Lewisia region has raised concerns about the well-being and longevity of our more important sacred or haunted wells. Rest assured, these community resources are monitored and maintained by experts ranging from structural engineers to priestesses. Wells are regularly inspected to ensure any disembodied residents are in good health, and regular infusions of blessed water, doomed step-daughters, and talking frogs, as applicable, keep the wells strong enough to support us.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 26/09/2026
Long gone were the days when she would return through a portal and forgetfully wear armor to the grocery store or make other such childish blunders. Still, when she was decompressing after another adventure, she did like to wear some bit of her otherworldly clothing to go on walks around the neighborhood. The local dogs loved her, with even the most well-trained straining at their leashes to greet her and get a whiff of another realm’s scents, and it was one of the better reasons to keep coming back to this world.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 24/09/2026
Like all fae, they had language of their own, and being thieving types, these ones had highly specialized terminology relating to their preferred occupation. There were largely untranslatable terms for the particular sweetness of pies stolen from windowsills and of musical instruments pinched from their resting places, and words for expressing the special annoyance of being disappointed by the poor taste of an otherwise reliable target. None of these were ever explained adequately to humans, though a number of amusing mistranslations were given as a kind of linguistic pickpocketing to add insult to injury.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 22/09/2026
In partnership with the growers out at Wagonwheel Field, Sea Mink Pastries has baked up the first balloon bread large enough and buoyant enough to carry human-sized passengers. Airier than the most delicate glass bread, and leavened by their aggressive in-house yeast strain, this extra-large boule will take its first and last flight to a joint picnic celebration for the growers and bakers who developed it. After they enjoy eating their transportation and make the walk back to town, they vow to continue refining the recipe into something available for sale to the public.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 20/09/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
Someone had been taking her favorite reading spot, the one in the corner of the last tall window where the library looked out over the park and a hive of feral books had built a papery nest in the corner of the eaves outside, and she was determined to outwit them. When the corner of her eye showed a figure halt at the sight of her and do an abrupt about-face, ten minutes after she sat down and five minutes before her previous usual arrival time, she smiled grimly into the open spine of her book. It’s always nice to have a nemesis, she thought as she mentally awarded herself a point in the new feud.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 19/09/2026
“I got transported through an evil mirror, and now I’ve got this rash,” the man confessed in hushed tones at the pharmacy counter, leaning on hands covered in both fresh scars of misadventure and angry red welts of the transdimensional rash. Taking the proffered prescription slip, the pharmacist said, “Oh, yes, silverspite, very common after mirror travel, got just the thing.” Being able to mix up cures for illnesses from other worlds required risking those same exposures to obtain ingredients, but if people were going to take their chances anyway, the pharmacist didn’t mind sending them through portals with a shopping list in hand as well.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 17/09/2026
While the landscaping project ground to a halt at the discovery of a thick bed of clay where planting beds had been planned, the property owner’s child considered this a prize of unprecedented value. While his parents and the landscaping company employees found themselves haunted by the restless spirits of the disturbed gargoyle graveyard, the child delighted in the discovery that his clumsy figurines came to life when the sun set. For creatures dedicated to protection, it proved difficult to focus on revenge against the adults when they could instead be reincarnated as tiny guardians for the young amateur sculptor.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 15/09/2026
As a reminder to any newcomers, whether vacationing in the Lewisia area or recently moved to our community: introducing yourself to the neighbors is a courtesy that can and should be extended to the animals in your area. Get to know the local strays who will serenade outside your window nightly, the moths worshiping your porch light, and the many, many creatures who look forward to savaging your attempts at a garden plot. Of course, neighborliness should not extend to providing human food, either fresh or in the form of conveniently insecure garbage cans, to local wildlife, no matter how legible the notes become from the super-intelligent raccoons.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 13/09/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
With the fan blowing cool across sweaty skin and sheets, he traced fingers across the suture lines of healed bones and the ridges and valleys of old scars. “Remaking yourself leaves a mark every time,” she explained, muscles too loose to brace against shame for once. He said nothing, letting his lips follow behind in worship of the efforts of science and self that made her what she was in that moment.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 12/09/2026
A few artisans still cooked traditional Lewisian foods in the old ways: boiled in the lake. From poached fish to boiled puddings in the Old World style, a number of dishes could be cooked in the boiling portions of the lake, provided the chef could locate one of the transitory hot vents. Newcomers often described the flavor imparted as “sulfurous” or “unsettling,” but locals familiar with the taste found it a comforting, albeit less than gourmet, indulgence.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 10/09/2026
“Do you smell that?” she asked, ears pricked forward and long nose turned up into the delicate breeze that had been mercifully tempering the afternoon heat. Already turning toward the wind and the forest, she announced, “Autumn: I can smell the first leaf turning.” While he thought autumn would find them just fine, sooner or later, he hurried after his companion, knowing she would sniff out adventure on their search more surely than even an approaching season.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 08/09/2026
This Labor Day, take a moment to recognize the hard-working creatures and spirits who are, even now, building toward Halloween. A night of thinned veils and activated hauntings does not happen unassisted, and the tricks and treats you will experience in October are being assembled now, one bone and one cobweb at a time. So consider leaving out an offering now, unseasonable as it may feel, to let the ghosts and ghouls know you appreciate their ghastly efforts.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 06/09/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
The Hedgehog Dilemma was heavily researched at the college, as both literal and figurative manifestations of it tended to be heavily represented among Lewisian relationships. From hugging prosthetics to astral cuddle sessions, they tested methods for allowing intimacy between those who might otherwise be considered hopelessly incompatible. Whether they had poison barbs or PTSD, everyone deserved the option of getting as close as they wanted to that rare someone for whom such things would never be deterrent enough to drive them off.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 05/09/2026
After weeks of carefully watching the silks begin to dry, she felt along the ears of corn and felt many large, firm kernels hidden below the layers of husk. Very, almost troublingly firm kernels, she thought, which was all the mental preparation she got before folding back the husks to find rows of white, apparently human teeth studded along the cobs, tidy and terrifying. Still, a harvest was a harvest, and she hadn’t spent all summer watering and weeding for nothing, so she started making calls around town to see who might be able to use a bumper crop of bicuspids and molars.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 03/09/2026
The creature, spindly in some places and squat in others, small all over, had done a credible job of recreating the tools from first principles. Notched sticks served as crochet hooks, and sharpened bone made darning needles large enough for the rough cordage twisted from dandelion stems. Still, self-sufficiency cannot entirely defeat the allure of a good yarn shop, and the fiber arts have brought together stranger pairs than the creature and the human running the shop that morning.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 01/09/2026
Have you spent the summer wrestling with an uncooperative garden hose that tangles, kinks, or ensnares local pets and wildlife? Don’t just tell it to spend the winter coiled in the corner and thinking about what it’s done; bring it to the Buried Garden’s Hose Obedience Classes, starting this weekend. By next year’s planting season, you could have the helpful, self-coiling garden hose you’ve always wanted or even a trained guard hose to fend off raiding raccoons from your produce.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 30/08/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
The Twilight Rail Line, which operates on the intermittently real tracks running through the older parts of town, will be having a Fare-Free Day on Wednesday. The usual cost of tickets varies based on destination, but typically involves things like memories of lost loves, the deed to the farm, or seeds stolen from woodpecker caches, so Fare-Free Day is somewhere between a nice treat and a life-changing value. The free pass lasts as long as you remain on the train, so those looking to start a life of permanent liminal travel would be wise to take advantage.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 29/08/2026
As the summer sizzled onward into a series of blistering days and merciless nights, the last remaining cultivators of match fruits began to harvest another year’s crop, clad in fireproof gloves and armed with non-sparking tools. Slightly spicy, slightly sour, the thin skin and minimal flesh of the match fruit (technically classified as a drupe) was no culinary delight, a brief fad in the 1700s notwithstanding, but they were spectacularly flammable when dried. On short, stiff stems, they lived up to their name and were a waterproof fire-starting method that had saved many adventurers during damp winters.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 27/08/2026
With its tall weeds, half-obliterated paths, and tumbled-down climbing frames, the feral park was a child’s dream and an anxious parent’s nightmare. It was kept that way deliberately–or more accurately, it was unkept that way, in a willful act of benign neglect–to provide children with a necessary access point to danger, mystery, and secrecy. It was watched, to satisfy certain minimum standards of child mortality, by the sorts of creatures whom children would find agreeable to encounter, even if they were technically spies as well.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 25/08/2026
Visitors to Rocky Head Beach this summer may have seen recording crews from our local radio station, barefoot and wielding boom mics along the waterline. Radio Free Lewisia KL∞R 104.2 will be broadcasting Shanty Hour, a new series on sea folk music that captures the musical traditions of local mermaids, selkies, and others. Listeners are advised to remain on dry land and avoid both the beach and the lakefront while listening, as these songs may stir up strong feelings of wanderlust, a thirst for adventure, and a conviction that one knows how to tie complex rigging knots despite having no previous sailing experience.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 23/08/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
Has your luck run out, does the universe seem to be against you, or have you offended a higher and pettier power? The City Council, in conjunction with the Lewisia Paranormal Therapy Center, will be hosting a free clinic this weekend for curse removal and spell breaking to help you get a fresh start. Through the weekend, the Woman in Black will continue to recruit those with relevant skill sets–witchcraft, all herbal healing disciplines, and diagnostic fortune-telling arts in particular–as the need this year is unusually high.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 22/08/2026
Within the let’s eat genre of podcasts and video channels, the Forbidden Fruits team had something of a corner on the market for exotic foods. Having already endured backgrounds of fae abduction, curses, and year-and-a-day servitude pacts, everyone from hosts to editor to researchers had established immunity to fairy food’s more well-known hazards. So apart from the dangers of obtaining the food in the first place–the midnight fairy fort raids, the crossroads visits, the haunted u-pick orchards–they ate freely their golden apples, flower wine, and cheese and ice cream from fairy cattle.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 20/08/2026
One might have missed the bird entirely, mistaking it for just another twist of cracked, sun-bleached deadwood on the half-fallen tree. Or one might have assumed it was an adaptation to its preferred haunts, growing plumage in the same palette and pattern as the outlook over a field of mousey morsels. Rarely, one might know on sight a reforester hawk, also known as a deadwood phoenix, whose nesting habits began with assembling a skeletal tree, which would hatch into new growth along with the bird’s eggs.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 18/08/2026
A recent meme on social media, prompting users to list the loot drops that appear when they are defeated in imaginary combat, has had some troubling consequences here in Lewisia. As a reminder, while there are plenty of hobbyist groups for various forms of armed and unarmed combat, it is not considered acceptable to challenge others unprompted to duels in the street. This is true even if they have stated, in person or online, that they are full of delicious candy or will drop rare trading cards when bested in battle, and such comments should be taken as enticement to mischief.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 15/08/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
While we appreciate the recent efforts to draw in rain storms to relieve the summer heat, complications have arisen from this series of uncoordinated invocations. Remember: gentle, intermittent rain can be used by the natural world, and survived by human settlements, much better than six simultaneous thunderstorms summoned by every person within city limits equipped with a weather vane and some blue thread. We ask that those wishing to provide help of this nature going forward coordinate via the Weather Club at the library to make effective and non-disastrous use of their skills.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 14/08/2026
Her friends had all seen her fall into the river, pulled under by the weight of her armor, and even if they had not presumed her dead, they had no way of following her where she had really gone. It would have been easiest to stay on her side of the portal, pretend she had died until maybe it would be true in some sense. Instead, she strapped on her armor, rusty though it was, and stomped back through the portal, defiantly alive and determined to keep her friends that way too.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 13/08/2026
It was surprisingly easy to keep the entity alive, once he realized that there was more to novelty than just whatever new trinket money could buy. It hungered for newness, and so he fed it sentences never before spoken, grammatically sound and nutritionally complete nonsense. He kept records of every sentence meal he gave his otherworldly companion, which years later would be gloriously misunderstood by the poetry world and published to great acclaim.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 11/08/2026
The agricultural science and necromancy departments at the community college have spent the summer in the teaching gardens, cultivating the new Resurrection pepper variety. An offshoot of the Carolina Reaper, this pepper is fatally hot to the living but has been tested as capable of reviving the recently dead with only minimal tissue damage to the areas exposed during force feeding. Due to the use of live human tasters as part of the normal testing process, it is not currently possible to assign a Scoville Heat Unit rating to the Resurrection pepper, but those working on the project are hopeful that individuals brought back from the dead may be able to help with future rating methods.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 09/08/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
Neither feral nor wild, and certainly not domesticated, she was simply Cat, just fae-touched enough to have adventure as a lifestyle rather than a cause of death. The toddler, of course, knew none of this, only that the Nice Kitty was soft and warm, when his wanderings away from home had otherwise been decidedly cold and miserable thus far. Fostering foundling humans was usually better left to dogs, who had more patience and less good sense, but Cat could smell adventure on the child, several years off, provided someone kept him fed and free in the meantime.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 08/08/2026
The VPN service came highly recommended, but the location list still gave him pause, populated with city names he did not recognize and no countries whatsoever. But he selected one and went on with his browsing, thinking no more about it until the ads started to change. In the midst of his podcasts and streaming videos, he now heard about at-home cauldron conditioning services and restaurants catering to those on a strictly dream-based diet, all piped in from somewhere that started to sound rather appealing.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 06/08/2026
When she heard that hungry ghosts had tiny mouths that would never let them satisfy their bellies, she suggested milkshakes with straws. When told the etymology of “tantalizing,” she asked if someone couldn’t have simply hand-fed Tantalus the fruit that always slipped beyond his reach. If the metaphors and morals underpinning such legends were lost on her, she maintained that the collaborative remedies to suffering were equally lost on those around her.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 04/08/2026
Lewisia will be observing Mapless Mondays for August, a program brought to you by unknown forces and the survey corps. During this time, street names will be unknowable, building numbers will become invisible, and GPS will tonelessly inform you there is an unspecified road condition ahead. The library has set up informative displays on other methods of wayfinding, and local shops and restaurants are prepared for the increase in foot traffic from those hopelessly turned around in normally familiar spaces.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 02/08/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
“Don’t we have an obligation to share, to inoculate the rest of the world with a bit of what we have here?” He did not condescend to his protege by pointing out he was hardly the first graduate student to suggest that the world’s problems might be greatly reduced by a forcibly administered injection of high weirdness. He simply explained to yet one more generation, “We also have an ethical obligation to let people choose their own level of weird, even if we personally cannot understand ever choosing one so low.”
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 01/08/2026
The old world was littered with the uncomfortable, unyielding edges of glass slippers and glass caskets, always intended to preserve their user just as they were without room for growth or change. The glass throne, likewise, looked for a ruler who was light and still and careful enough not to shiver the delicate panes of the construction that both gave them power and rendered them powerless. But she thundered through her quest, big and loud and well-appointed with steel-toed boots that had been properly broken in before her journey ever started, and destroying it was as much about an errant kick as it was about a deliberate liberation of the kingdom.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 30/07/2026
Kim pulled up short as he walked into the candy kitchen, confronted with the image of his partner with the long gray beard of an ancient and venerable sort, and asked, “Was there another accident with the preservatives?” With a rueful smile half-covered by beard, Jamil pulled at the edges of the facial hair, revealing it was only a fake one hooked around his ears, as he said, “The candy beard is kind of a work in progress.” Then he took a large and fuzzy bite from the end of his beard, which did not so much dissolve like cotton candy as crackle apart like facial puff pastry threads, making a tremendous, if tasty, mess.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 28/07/2026
The Community Cryptid Count approaches, so make sure you are ready to help contribute to scientific research and learn about the environment around you while reporting through our easy-to-use app or website. There is still time to pick up a starter kit for first-time counters, which has information on how to spot cryptids in your environment, along with helpful tools like binoculars, lightweight camouflage hides, and night vision cameras. Remember, while feeding stations and water sources can be a great way to attract all kinds of wildlife to your backyard, do not use traps or lures that can harm cryptids or disrupt their normal habits and range.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 26/07/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
Reminder: it may seem far away when August has not even arrived yet, but at the heart of every summer, like the pit of a ripening fruit, is the promise and threat of the autumn to come. Every blade of grass is destined to become the reaper’s sickle in time, cutting down the tall stalks of its cousin, corn. So do not hesitate to enjoy whatever you can now, fruit and flesh, because the rot will come for it all eventually, whether we have had our fill of it or not.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 25/07/2026
Periodically, scientific papers were written on the changes to taxonomy, driven by advances in genetic testing or imaging or asking locals about their environments, that saw plants and animals shuffled around like so many chairs at an over-large and fractious family reunion. Like palms going to stand with their grassy cousins instead of true trees despite outward appearances, like jellyfish and guinea pigs, familiar creatures sometimes informed us that they had been something else all along, and we had to rewrite our story of the world. Sometimes, we were those creatures, revealing ourselves at last to those willing to look.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 23/07/2026
“Are you sure grimoires are allowed to have glittery unicorn stickers?” she asked, poking at the spiral notebook with one fingernail. Before she could flip open the ratty cover and see whatever spells had been inscribed on the wide-ruled paper within, her guide slapped her hand away. “There are few more dedicated to the potential of magic than a middle school girl, nor many as vengeful, and neither fact is contraindicated by a love of sparkly stickers.”
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 21/07/2026
Local river spirits recently learned of the concept of streaming and were very distressed to know they were so behind on something related to their habitats. As such, they have been working overtime to provide free streaming music to the community, ranging from traditional drowning ballads to experimental cave metal. So please don’t be alarmed when your faucets, showers, and toilets start serenading you, as we are still working on explaining to them acceptable streaming platforms and the downsides of broadcasting on every moving water source.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 18/07/2026
For the weekend, some vintage Lewisian lore:
The annual bake-off at the fair pitted the two rivals against each other once again, and once again only one could win top prize. The loser sidled up after the ribbons had been handed out, and asked, “I can tell the secret ingredient is pomegranate, it’s amazing, but where are you getting them at this time of year?” The winner, whom she had never seen around town or anywhere else but the competition, smiled and said, “Fresh from the underworld,” and the long explanation that followed turned rivalry to friendship.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 17/07/2026
His paintings, found several years after his death in a nearly ruined garden shed heavy with the remains of a dozen species of bird nests, were classified for many years as a lost lineage of the abstract art movement. It was not until historians and museum preservation specialists began investigating with UV lights that the glowing blue truth was revealed. His subjects, and the distinctly avian features noted in his only surviving self-portrait, suddenly seemed as obvious as the beak on one’s face.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 16/07/2026
“Ugh, I don’t know how you stand it, getting shots all the time,” her coworker said when she mentioned a sore arm following a flu shot. “I’ll take my chances with a few days of the sniffles,” he insisted, and she smiled and shrugged and changed the subject. She had grown up with the looming threat of chimera pox and slime head infection and other such maladies that made one inclined to suffer the occasional jab as an alternative.
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Lake Lewisia @lakelewisia.com · 14/07/2026
It is a common enough experience to grieve losses in another parallel dimension or a hazily remembered past life, and there are ample resources available for counseling to cope with these feelings. But sometimes we may read or watch something in which we are so emotionally invested, perhaps for years at a time, that we experience those strong emotions, even when it wasn’t from a cursed tome or enchanted mirror but ordinary books and shows. The community health center, in cooperation with the library, will now offer group therapy sessions on managing grief* over fictional worlds and people for when the story ends but our feelings don’t.

*Also offering sessions on healthy anger management against writers, producers, and major media corporations.
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