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[seiberwing]

While packing up most of my room into boxes in preperation for Mom getting all the carpets cleaned, I came across a large clay jar I made back in middle school. The contents were very intriguing.

--A long strip of yellow cloth taken from my childhood blankie.
--A green spray bottle labeled “Angel Elixers: Flight” and below that “Anpiel” written in both English and Hebrew, coupled with a bit of paper describing the appearance/domains of assorted angels. I’m fairly certain I picked it up at one of the Jewish spiritual retreats Mom took me too when I was younger.
--Some sort of painted and glazed clay pyramid. No clue at all where it’s from, just that “Judy 2001” is written on the bottom.
--A stopped pocketwatch on a chain, which I remember finding in the bandroom in seventh grade. I wonder if I can get it repaired, it looks kinda cool.
--A purple drawstring bag with gold stars and crescent moons on it. I think it’s left over from one of those fluffy ‘magic’ books I bought back in fifth or sixth grade with all those kiddy spells for sleeping well and protection and getting money, based on some of the contents.
---A bit of paperclip metal with plastic tubing and a washer on it. No clue what that’s about.
---A metal coin with a horned moon on one side and a double-horned moon on the other side.
---A second coin with spiral patterns on it. One side’s got a little line in the center of the spiral, the other a little jagged line like a lightning bolt. Not sure what they were supposed to mean.
---A clear crystal, probably very cheap and made for play magic.
---A little round bell, like the sort you’d put around a cat’s collar. It’s probably from the same set.
---A three inch rusted metal rod, source unknown.
---Several small clamshells from the bottom of our lake.

I don't even remember why I'm keeping this stuff or if there's any particular point to it. It just all seems very random.

Comments

[raisedbymoogles.livejournal.com]

It's kinda cool, though. I bet there's a story or two in there.

[seiberwing.livejournal.com]

Might be. But those 'here, take this thingie and write about it for five minutes' assignments are incredibly lame.

[raisedbymoogles.livejournal.com]

Well, of course they are. They're assignments. ;P

[seiberwing.livejournal.com]

Mum gets me all these books on writing and I can't be arsed to even crack them open because of such assignments. It's all pointless glop anyway.

[navigatorsghost.livejournal.com]

Ooh, yeah - you were asking me about the coins, and I missed answering that comment, didn't I? Sorry! Sounds like they are play magic, or were - but by the time they've been lost, found, and turned into a little puzzle in the bottom of a clay jar... hey, that probably gives them more actual occult value than they'd ever have had if you'd just kept them where you could see them. :) You keeping them?

[seiberwing.livejournal.com]

But of course, although they're still in the jar and in one of the aformentioned giant plastic boxes. I'm just not very sure what to do with them.