nerthuz

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asteria, titan goddess of falling stars and nocturnal oracles

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poetic muse

Melts into a puddle on the floor, doesn't wait to be mopped up, but turns into a vapor like mist filling and flooding a valley, obscuring travelers from their path until they become lost...and forever forgotten, but for the flyers for lost loved one on poster boards in the train station where steam and smoke billows from gears and smoke stacks...there was a love like that...long ago, the feeling still lingers, but the memories will not rise to the surface, as if drowned beneath the deep blue sea of those eyes...Eyes that I will never again gaze into lovingly, for they have faded, become cold like the ice of glaciers. Oh my love, darling... I have lost your name, I have lost you face...but forever your voice echos in my ears like a cool breeze....

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The secret of dreams is that subject and object are the same. The object is self-luminous, fluent in form, multivalent in its meanings. It’s your dream, the manifestation of your will, and yet you are surprised by it … Write down your dreams. They are your myths.

Joseph Campbell (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

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❤️ I love you.

Chiara Bautista.

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"What a fascinating looking fellow..."

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Life and Death - Otto Schmidt

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A night so clear the the stars seemed to carry a weight of there own, they shone so brightly. Curtains of the colorful Northern Lights drifted and swirled through the air, the occasional shooting star dashing across the night sky. You could see everything so clearly, the milky way spread out in a massive cloud of stars. The snowy landscape seemed to only enhance the sheer brilliance of it all.

A large white raven whose wing span spread out to about ten feet across, flew across the sky gracefully, clumsily landing into a deep patch of snow atop a hill. The raven fluttered its wings shaking the snow from it feathers as sparks of blue white electricity began covering it's form. The raven's body began to change and shift till what seemed to be a youthful male rose up out of the snow. Gray long coat rustled and flapped in the wind. Features beautifully androgynous, and framed by shaggy hair as white as the snow. Icy blue eyes glowed faintly with a inner light as electricity licked at the edges of them, soft light pink pouting lips. Shivering slightly standing up straight staring up at the beautiful sky. Silently he rose a hand up into the air pointing up into the sky. His lips began to move as if he were speaking, if one were to follow his fingertip, it would be seen that he was pointing at a specific star it began to brighten shimmer and blink. The man's aura began noticeably to glow with a blue white light. He spread out his fingertips, light and energy forming around his hand, his eyes began to glow brighter, as his lips continued to moved with a silent song. A almost inaudible hum could be heard.

Off in the distance a wolf howled. The branches of the trees near him shuddered just slightly causing ice and snow to fall. The man's other hand rose into the air, slowly both hand began to move in circular motions leaving tracers from the light, he drew many circular patterns in the air all of which seemed to interlink and spin. One hand continued to move drawing these patterns, the other rose to the sky once more pointing out another star, it shimmered and blinked pulsing in a strange pattern. Again he pointed to another than another, this went on for several minutes the way in which he moved was like a graceful meditative dance. After awhile he stopped lowering his arms to his sides, face upturned, he sighed and shivered again, those features seemed so peaceful. Bright eyes closed as he stood there his breath deeply taking in the chill air that if he had been human would have likely frozen his lungs. Quietly he whispered, “Yes... I miss you too.” His accent was strange, a mix of German and something else, alien. His heart ached, ages it had been since he had traveled along side his twin brother, since ancient times, worlds away, before the Aesir stole his sibling away. Still I can hear your song...

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Dreams of Nature || Hands

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Ponder

Model(s): Anastasia Zhidkova (‘Nastya’) Photographer: Mikhail Kumarov (‘@amkote’) Location: N/A

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Song of Nerthuz

((My Edit, my words, photo of Nastya Zhidkova))

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Unsettled are my wandering feet. 

My mind as flighty as a bird.

Memory, a well traveled path

Lined with brambles and thorns.

But my heart is safe...

Within the cage of your hands.

It flutters it wings freely

Pulsating brilliance.

But, I am nothing.

Nothing but a ghost of Light.

One who wanders

Lost on the web of Time.

If I were to run...

Would you follow?

If I became lost within the Darkness

Would you seek to find me?

I am one among the multitude of stars.

Would my shine set me apart from the others?

Would my song be any sweeter?

Bird of Stars ~Nerthuz

((photo of Nastya Zhidkova))

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White Crowby OwletStock

A passive observer in a foreign land... Hidden in plain sight, a telepathic mind trick of her kind. Nerthuz in the form of a large white raven perched, and observing silently.

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She Is the Sunlight

Model(s): Anastasia Zhidkova (‘Nastya’)  Photographer: Michael Amkote Location: N/A

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Whispering Light by dreampriestess