Madrigailya

Rococo was flying along the path through the deep green forest, a slight fresh breeze aided her flight.
“Hi, Coco!”  She turned around, she had just flown past Ket, a deep green and black moth who Rococo had just met at the stream the day before.  “Wait up, where you going?”
“Hi, Ket, just towards the wild meadow, I feel like playing.”
“Want to see something amazing?”
“Yeah, sure!” Rococo wondered what it could be.
“Follow me into the forest, there’s some ruins there, have you seen them before?”  Ket took off and Coco raced to catch up.
“No I haven’t, slow down.”  She followed Ket into the darker part of the forest, the undergrowth thinned and the canopy overhead grew closer together.  The ground became more uneven and they rose higher into the air to avoid the obstacles.  Coco could make out wooden angular shapes jutting out of the leaf litter and sparse vegetation in the deep shadows.  They became denser and shapes of buildings resolved out of the gloom.  No-one seemed to have been here for a long time.  The birds were quiet and there was little sign of animal paths through the brush.  It looked like an old town that had been abandoned a long time ago.
“Shhh, over here Coco, see ahead?”  Ket slowed down so she could catch up and as she got closer Coco could see lights twinkling between the tree trunks.
“I can hear something too,” said Coco and indeed there was an electric hum in the air coming from the direction of the lights.  They kept flying and the lights became small lights of many colours.  The air was cold and heavy here and the light fading.  They must have flown longer than she realised thought Coco, the sun was low behind the tree tops and barely making it’s way through the foliage to her.

Inside the cottage is the mad genius, Madrigailya.  She has been experimenting, sending moths through a portal, trying to reach the future, so far they have all died or been horribly disfigured.  Mad captures Dandelin and and Coco breaks into the cottage to see where she is and finds he’s vanished.  Coco allows herself to be captured and arrives near a large house.  She flies towards the the building and lights so bright that she is disorientated.  There’s a party inside. She sees Dandelin inside, face pressed against the window.

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Ket

Ket is my time-travelling Rococo moth jacket. Made from silk and moth DNA, it is one of my first projects, and one of my favourites.
I love the way I can weave the memories of my journey back through time into the fabric of the garment.

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