A year has passed since the academy manifested in Copenhagen. Some of us are still here. Are you?
The shadows fall differently in the autumn, as the sweet tast of summer takes leave.
This is an invitation to gather, briefly, yet without haste. To mark the coming of the darkness of the season.
Do you wish to leave something behind in this transition?
Write it down on a note, or concentrate it in a small token. You may tell the gathered what it is, or you may remain silent.
We will sacrifice our tokens together, at sunday the 17th of October, at 20.00 in Assistens Cemetery. Enter from Hans Tavsens park and follow the lights.
White is a good colour to wear for sacrifices.
What do you seek here,
Where life has turned into stone?
Find your own death.
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