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APOGEAN - Waste Where Life Begins

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Apogean [Cyberstrictive]. 2024. Bandcamp, Spotify, Facebook, Amazon, Youtube. Twitter(metalone). Artwork : Mark Erskine.

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Apogean presents their inaugural full-length "Cyberstrictive" scheduled for 08 March 2024 via The Artisan Era

Apogean presents their inaugural full-length "Cyberstrictive" scheduled for 08 March 2024 via The Artisan Era, Hueman (The Pleasure of Burn) video out now. #apogean

Hueman (The Pleasure of Burn) video out now Canadian tech/prog death metal group Apogean presents their inaugural full-length, Cyberstrictive, scheduled for 08 March 2024 via The Artisan Era on vinyl, CD, and digital. Marking the debut with the new vocalist Mac Smith (who recently served as the live vocalist of Decrepit Birth), the upcoming album poignantly explores the dark side of technology,…

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Apogean signs to The Artisan Era; release "Chrono" music video

Official press release: Canadian Tech-Death quintet Apogean are thrilled to announce that they have signed as the newest members of The Artisan Era roster! Following the release of their debut EP Into Madness last year, the band is excited to join the TAE family – with the promise of their debut full-length to soon be unleashed! To commemorate this occasion, the band has released a new music…

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@apogexn | keir

The seal flopped its way onto the rocky beach, rising from the froth in a small, rolling, twisting mass that lengthened, thinned out. Two pale arms shot out from brown seal-skin, two unsteady legs, bloody hands and feet scrambling along to rocks until she crawled up and away from the water, away from any immediate danger. The girl gasped and coughed, limbs shaking.

She hadn’t been careful enough. The tide had sucked her in, slammed her against the tall, jutting rocks and kept her rocking within it’s clutches for over and hour until the tide let out enough for her to fight it, but it left her weary, bruised, and bloody. The former two she could’ve managed with, maybe, but the latter was the most dangerous. Uli knew sharks were in the area, more than close enough to sniff out her blood, and contrary to what most humans believed, she knew they were not opposed to coming in dangerously close to land for it.

Her only option was to get out, stop her bleeding, let herself heal. She could trek across land in her human form, but even the thought of that made her tired. As she stumbled up the rocky outcropping, clutching her seal-skin to her, blood leaking down scrapes and gashes all across her body, all she really wanted to do was find somewhere warm to curl up and sleep.

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@apogexn | Vasilija

Uli rubbed at her face with the back of her hand, shifted the basket on her arm. She still wasn’t used to walking so much. Or carrying so much. But her... her husband had given her a list of tasks to do, one which included purchasing food and supplies. Human money still baffled her, Johan had already railed on her once before for giving too much money -- and how was that her fault? How could he expect a selkie to know which coin meant what? He should’ve beat the man who took the money like it was the right amount.

Now, trading and scavenging? She was wonderful at that. She had managed to find some sea-bird eggs which she had brought home, and he’d been so pleased he let her take a bath. Once, she had told him she could catch him all kinds of fish for no money at all, if she only give her her skin.

He had laughed at her.

Uli bit her lip, inching her way around the humans outside the bakery, struggling to walk in these shoes and these layered skirts. Good against the chill of life right by the sea, but not for walking. How did all these townswomen do it? And how did they manage their hair? Uli’s own long, red-brown locks were unruly, flying into her face at every stray breeze.

She made it up to the counter and muddled through her order, human tongue still difficult for her, her accent heavy, cotton-mouthed, and rolling. Something Irish sounding, but no Irishman would be able to place it, and she tripped over words as if she wasn’t speaking her native language. Which, of course, made her more self-conscious, frustrated, red-faced, and withdrawn.

This had all been a horrible mistake. She should’ve never come to this coast. She should have listened to all the warnings her mother and sisters gave.

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