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nodawnesperia · 6 months ago

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Current Situation Report (map status)

The map has undergone some changes but since I am not great at art, let's take a look at the map piece by piece and go over how things changed from canon.

Ranhorn

Previously: The capital city of the Lightbearer Empire and its surroundings, the heart of the Empire and conglomerate of the Lightbearer nobility. Currently: The base of operations for the current progress of the invasion, includes the domains of Mortas, Leofric, and Olgath.

Bastion of the Elements

Previously: The place where all the elements converge and are balanced, built on top of the Solaran Furnace, it hosts a temple for the Wilder sages. Currently: In ruins, the balance overturned and Solaran furnace shattered, includes the domains of Maetria and Kane.

Yggdrasil

Previously: The sacred tree of the Wilders, its root system spreads through the entirety of the Dark Forest, it's said it also helps provide the magical barrier around the Forest that protects the Wilders. Currently: Yggdrasil has been burnt down, its roots corrupted and turned into a spy network spanning the entirety of the Forest, the magical barrier has transformed from a protective feature to a cage, includes the domains of Framton and Lavatune.

Tomb of the Ancients

Previously: A sacred burial ground of the Wilders and the final place of many spiritual journeys, a sacred land untouched by evil. Currently: A mysterious tomb of an imprisoned goddess, surrounded by misty wastelands, includes domains of Vyloris and Mask Currator.

Desert Sanctuary

Previously: An oasis given to the Maulers by the goddess Dura as their refuge in the desert, Temple of Seers and the center of the Maulers' religious activities Currently: A refuge for those displaced by the war and a hospital for those still willing to fight, with the Celestials on the decline, the temple has been converted into a training and recovery ground.

The Scorched City

Previously: A rough region in the former Bellvale after it was leveled, and a base for bandits and Quicksand Claws trying to ambush traveling caravans, and occasionally a battlefront for the Lightbearer-Mauler conflict. Currently: The front of the war, ravaged by the conflict between the Hypogeans and the Maulers, a land soaked in blood.

Maldan

Previously: The former dwarven capital, abandoned after Alna ushered in the first winter and made it uninhabitable, under Lightbearer control. Currently: The mountain passes have grown even colder and more inhospitable than in the past, most living beings are unable to even pass through, under Graveborn control.

Bantus

Previously: Once a prosperous kingdom founded by the Lenu people, fallen and revived with its last king, Thoran, it is a land of darkness and suffering where the undead work tirelessly on studies of necromancy. Currently: A bustling hub of commerce between the Hypogeans and Graveborn where one can buy whatever they might want from texts to people, under Graveborn control.

The Abandoned Port

Previously: The base of operations for the Graveborn navy, once a beautiful port city, it was overrun by the Graveborn when Thoran returned to rule. Currently: The joint base of operations for both the Graveborn and the Hypogean navies and the planning center of the Isle of the Banished invasion, the residence of Mezoth and Lucretia.

Isle of the Banished

Previously: The last bastion of hope for the undead hoping to just quietly disappear from the world, escaped prisoners of war, and those who see their undeath as a curse. Currently: While the unique natural conditions as well as tireless defenders work to protect the Isle's peace, the relentless attacks by the Hypogean-Graveborn alliance left the island scarred and slowly weakening. It hasn't fallen yet but it is only a matter of time.

Mire Town

Previously: After the brutal Fight of the Black Woods, the landscape turned into a putrid marsh, toxic to all living beings and dissolving even the undead. Currently: After the Barred Gate broke, Mire Town was one of the first locations taken over by the Hypogeans and quickly filled with torture and prison camps, holding those the Hypogeans hated the most, domain of Conrad and Morass Diabolus.

The Ancient Ruins

Previously: Once a glorious temple to the gods, it fell into disrepair after the first Hypogean war and Dura's death despite having been said to be Dura's birthplace Currently: The temple was repurposed by the Hypogean supporters and Sin-bearers to perform grand terrible rituals to bolster the forces of the Hypogeans as well as study the arcane arts for their own purposes, in the private, most sacred rooms of the temple, the god of death himself resides.

The Old Mine

Previously: Mines filled with magical ore, often frequented by dwarves as well as Lightbearer slavers with their Wilder slaves in search of rare and magical metals. Currently: The magical ore has been mostly mined out but the mines remain in use, as the last destination for prisoners of war deemed unbreakable by conventional methods, in the mines, Graveborn and Hypogean jailors subject the prisoners to relentless physical and psychological torture, working them to the bone, domain of Kalthin.

Hoarfrost Ridge

Previously: Before the rise of Altor from the sea, it was known as "The Edge of the World" both due to being the southernmost edge of Hathor and for how many ships found their gruesome end in the icy western winds of the area. Currently: The already inhospitable icy land proved perfect for many of the Hypogeans who sought to remove themselves from the war, it became an area of tense peace – or rather cold indifference, the domain of Respen.

Abandonment

Previously: A mysterious land of permanent frost, it hides a doorway protected by an ancient megalith and powerful enchantments that repel those who attempt to breach it. Currently: After the Hypogeans found the megalith and toppled it, the enchantment wore off quickly, once the seal was broken, there was little of interest left for the rampaging Hypogean army, Abandonment eventually became an end-of-the-line area for worshippers who had lost their purpose and were no longer of use, domain of Khazard.

The White Woods

Previously: The crystals mined in these mountains offer unparalleled hardness. sturdiness, and beauty, coupled with its strategic location, it is an important stronghold to keep for anyone interested in gaining the upper hand in ongoing conflicts. Currently: After the Burning Woods incident, Kane's first focus became claiming the mountain pass and after a swift assault, he managed to secure it for the Hypogeans, earning them an easy advantage in the ensuing war, the domain of Mehira.

Esperance

Previously: An autonomous island off the coast of Hathor, open to all outsiders regardless of their faith or loyalty, including practices frowned upon on the mainland. Currently: Having taken advantage of the natives' kind nature, the Hypogean invasion was quick and devastating, catching the city by surprise and subjugating the countryside within weeks, the domain of Lavatune.

Monastery

Previously: An area said to determine the loyalty and devotion of Dura's chosen, never breached fully by a mortal, carrying silent bones of heroes of days past in its bowels. Currently: After the Celestials lost their divinity, their seals placed upon the Monastery weakened significantly. Unable to withstand the influx of refugees, the celestial guardians began slaughtering the innocents indiscriminately. In the chaos of resentment and pain, the place was tainted, becoming a breeding ground for the Hypogeans until its eventual fall. The domain of Lucretia.

Sanctum

Previously: The glorious castle of the gods, a safe sanctum far removed from mortal strife, beautiful and pure, housing the gods' workshops, training grounds, and the center of their social lives. Currently: After the fall of the Monastery, the Sanctum closed its gates, and most of the gods withdrew to the deepest reaches of the fortress, a large part of the beautiful Sanctum now lies in ruins, leaving the gods trapped or scattered across Esperia.

Barred Gate

Previously: Dura placed a mighty seal on the Barred Gate to keep the Hypogeans at bay but due to the Celestials slacking on their duties as well as the Hypogeans outside of the Gate working to weaken Dura's seal, it slowly grew faint over time. Currently: The Gate broke open, spilling Hypogeans back into Esperia, its strange rift in time and space leading some to believe its power can yet be used to save the day and turn the tides of war, the domain of Zolrath.

Altor

Previously: After rising from the sea, the mysterious continent was colonized by the dwarves, its savage brutal natives trying and failing to stop the encroach of civilizations, its northern regions hiding many a tribal secret and eldritch horrors beyond the mortals' wildest dreams. Currently: Reclaiming his lands, Uemiss started rebuilding his kingdom, slowly but surely wearing down the curse placed on his people and ushering in a new era of prosperity, built on the blood and bones of those who would oppose them.

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rebeccadumaurier · 11 months ago

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2023 Books in Review

a tiered ranking of all the books i read in 2023! originally i was going to write up my commentary on each one but then i was like hahaha.....no, so below the cut is just a list of the titles/authors in each tier instead.

changed my brain chemistry

The Idiot, Elif Batuman

Land of Milk and Honey, C Pam Zhang

The Borrowed, Chan Ho-kei (trans. Jeremy Tiang)

My Cousin Rachel, Daphne du Maurier

Vagabonds, Hao Jingfang (trans. Ken Liu)

The Membranes, Chi Ta-wei (trans. Ari Larissa Heinrich)

Under the Pendulum Sun, Jeannette Ng

Severance, Ling Ma

He Who Drowned the World, Shelley Parker-Chan

Vita Nostra, Marina & Sergey Dyachenko (trans. Julia Meitov Hersey)

Network Effect, Martha Wells

top-tier stuff

Our Share of Night, Mariana Enriquez (trans. Megan McDowell)

Brainwyrms, Alison Rumfitt

The Door, Magda Szabo (trans. Len Rix)

The Lover, Marguerite Duras (trans. Barbara Bray)

Fun Home, Alison Bechdel

Strange Beasts of China, Yan Ge (trans. Jeremy Tiang)

The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet, Becky Chambers

Pachinko, Min Jin Lee

Lesser Known Monsters of the 21st Century, Kim Fu

Tell Me I’m Worthless, Alison Rumfitt

Bliss Montage, Ling Ma

How to Read Now, Elaine Castillo

Annihilation, Jeff VanderMeer

The Fifth Season, N. K. Jemisin

If Beale Street Could Talk, James Baldwin

My Brilliant Friend and The Story of a New Name, Elena Ferrante

The Jasmine Throne, Tasha Suri

good, well-written

Carmilla, Sheridan Le Fanu

Life Ceremony, Sayaka Murata (trans. Ginny Tapley Takemori)

Yellowface, R. F. Kuang

A Memory Called Empire, Arkady Martine

Assassin of Reality, Marina & Sergey Dyachenko (trans. Julia Meitov Hersey)

Witch King, Martha Wells

Tokyo Ueno Station, Miri Yu (trans. Morgan Giles)

Parable of the Sower, Octavia Butler

Peaces, Helen Oyeyemi

Gingerbread, Helen Oyeyemi

Project Hail Mary, Andy Weir

The Pachinko Parlor, Elisa Shua Dusapin (trans. Aneesa Abbas Higgins)

All Systems Red, Artificial Condition, Rogue Protocol, Exit Strategy, Fugitive Telemetry, and System Collapse (Murderbot #1-4, #6-7), Martha Wells

Revenant Gun, Yoon Ha Lee

The Dry Heart, Natalia Ginzburg (trans. Frances Frenaye)

Gods of Want, K-Ming Chang

Paradais, Fernanda Melchor (trans. Sophie Hughes)

The Mushroom at the End of the World, Anna Tsing

Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced An Emergency, Chen Chen

The Hurting Kind, Ada Limon

Murder on the Orient Express, Agatha Christie

An Unauthorised Fan Treatise, Lauren James

Upstream, Mary Oliver

The Art of Death, Edwidge Danticat

Meander, Spiral, Explode, Jane Alison

alphabet, Inger Christensen (trans. Susanna Nied)

Between the World and Me, Ta-Nehisi Coates

flawed, but enjoyable

The Wicker King, K. Ancrum

Exit West, Mohsin Hamid

Detransition, Baby, Torrey Peters

Flux, Jinwoo Chong

Bang Bang Bodhisattva, Aubrey Wood

The Murder of Mr. Wickham, Claudia Gray

Natural Beauty, Ling Ling Huang

The Monster Baru Cormorant, Seth Dickinson

Certain Dark Things, Silvia Moreno-Garcia

The Likeness, Tana French

The Cabinet, Un-su Kim (trans. Sean Lin Halbert)

The Kingdom of Surfaces, Sally Wen Mao

The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On, Franny Choi

good, well-written, but not my cup of tea

The Good House, Tananarive Due

The Transmigration of Bodies, Yuri Herrera (trans. Lisa Dillman)

Roadside Picnic, Arkady & Boris Strugatsky (trans. Olena Bormashenko)

The School for Good Mothers, Jessamine Chan

At Night All Blood Is Black, David Diop (trans. Anna Moschovakis)

Family Lexicon, Natalia Ginzburg (trans. Jenny McPhee)

The Empress of Salt and Fortune, Nghi Vo

The Kingdom of This World, Alejo Carpentier (trans. Harriet de Onís)

Against Silence, Frank Bidart

flawed, less enjoyable

Tenth of December, George Saunders

Counterweight, Djuna (trans. Anton Hur)

Authority, Jeff VanderMeer

Comfort Me with Apples, Catherynne M. Valente

Babel, R. F. Kuang

The Genesis of Misery, Neon Yang

Carrie Soto Is Back, Taylor Jenkins Reid

not ranking

These are nonfiction and they aren’t literature-related, so it just felt weird trying to rank them.

Visual Thinking, Temple Grandin

On Web Typography, Jason Santa Maria

The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, Marie Kondo (trans. Cathy Hirano)

#ange.log #ange.book

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gobboguy · 3 months ago

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Chapter 35: Gorlug and Oznacht

The four Orcs sat in silence along the bank of the river, their campfire crackling softly as it cooked their modest meal. The pale moonlight filtered through the twisted branches of the trees, casting long, jagged shadows on the rocky ground. The river, a dark and sluggish current, murmured endlessly beside them, its waters carrying the scent of moss and decay. In the distance, the faint rustle of creatures in the underbrush was a reminder of the dangers lurking just beyond their small circle of warmth. Overhead, a thick fog clung to the treetops, suffocating the stars.

The meal was a simple one—tough strips of dried meat and a small pot of gruel, heated by the fire's embers. The mood around the camp was somber, a stark contrast to the usual banter and boasts that accompanied their gatherings. The loss of Ulf weighed heavily on them all, her absence casting a long shadow over their thoughts. Dismayed and betrayed, they ate in silence, the crackle of the fire the only sound to break the quiet.

Atlug, his lute resting on his lap, plucked a few melancholy chords before speaking. “King Gelbeg,” he murmured, his voice soft but bitter. “He’d be disappointed in us. We’ve lost his daughter... the one thing we were supposed to protect.”

Oznacht looked up from his bowl and tried to muster a smile. “We haven’t lost her for good,” he said, his tone light but unconvincing. “We’ll find her. We’ve been in worse scrapes before, haven’t we?”

His attempt to lift the mood fell flat. The silence returned, oppressive as ever.

Dura, sitting with her back to the fire, stared into the distance, her hands clenched into fists. “My brother,” she muttered, the words like poison on her tongue. “The Underking’s minions took him. His blood demands vengeance, and honor demands I give it. Ulf or no Ulf, I’ll see them pay.”

Gorlug grunted in agreement, his massive hand slapping against his belly with a dull thud. “Vengeance will come,” he rumbled, his voice deep and grim. “But first, we eat.”

The tension hung heavy between them, each lost in their own thoughts of failure and frustration. The fire crackled on, offering little comfort.

Then, after what felt like an eternity, Atlug strummed a more lively tune on his lute, the melody gentle but with a playful edge. “Perhaps,” he said with a wry grin, “a song about Queen Ionia, eh? Beauty and bloodlust all in one.” His fingers danced over the strings, the notes weaving a tale of the fierce and deadly queen who had once ruled the Orcs with both grace and terror.

In halls of gold and shadow deep,

Where the winds of war do sweep,

A queen of beauty, fierce and bold,

Her heart both warm and cold.

With golden hair and eyes like ice,

She rules the land with iron might,

But beware the smile that graces her lips,

For death comes quick from her fingertips.

Oh, Queen Ionia, crowned in flame,

Beauty and bloodlust in her name,

With every step, the earth does quake,

And kingdoms fall in her wake.

Her touch, both tender and severe,

Brings both passion and searing fear.

Oh, Queen Ionia, fierce and bright,

In war, you reign, dark as night.

Her voice a whisper, soft and sweet,

Yet armies kneel beneath her feet,

With every word, a command of death,

She steals from men their final breath.

A dagger hidden in her hand,

She takes both throne and life on demand,

Her beauty blinds, her wrath does burn,

None who face her ever return.

Oh, Queen Ionia, crowned in flame,

Beauty and bloodlust in her name,

With every step, the earth does quake,

And kingdoms fall in her wake.

Her touch, both tender and severe,

Brings both passion and searing fear.

Oh, Queen Ionia, fierce and bright,

In war, you reign, dark as night.

The red dawn rises, her banner flies,

Her enemies fall 'neath the blood-soaked skies.

She rides with fury, a storm unleashed,

Her reign of terror never to cease.

With roses in one hand, a sword in the other,

None shall stand before her, no king, no brother.

Oh, Queen Ionia, crowned in flame,

Beauty and bloodlust in her name,

With every step, the earth does quake,

And kingdoms fall in her wake.

Her kiss is fire, her heart is steel,

In her presence, all men kneel.

Oh, Queen Ionia, fierce and bright,

In war, you reign, eternal night.

As the song filled the air, the mood lightened, if only just a little. Oznacht cracked a smile, and even Dura’s stony expression softened slightly. The fire seemed warmer now, and the river’s murmur less foreboding.

For a moment, the weight of their failure lifted, and the beauty and strength of their queen—both in Atlug’s song and in their memories—brought them a fleeting sense of peace. They weren’t done yet, not by a long shot. They would find Ulf. They would have their vengeance. But for now, the song carried them through the night, offering them a brief respite from the darkness that lay ahead.

As the night wore on, Dura cautiously watched Gorlug as he tore into a meager portion of dried meat. His hands trembled slightly, the veins bulging along his forearms, betraying a deeper struggle beneath his stoic exterior. The others, sensing the tension, went silent, their gazes flickering between the two. Gorlug didn’t meet Dura’s eyes, chewing methodically, but the silence begged a question too loud to ignore.

Dura cleared her throat. "How long...how long have you been a berserker?"

The air grew heavier as the other Orcs exchanged uneasy glances. The word itself carried weight. Berserkers were both feared and shunned, legendary for their strength and unyielding wrath, but despised for the uncontrollable bloodlust that made them dangerous to anyone nearby. What was worse, everyone knew about the mushrooms that induced the madness—potent, addictive, and lethal. Withdrawal was often as deadly as the fury they brought out in combat.

Gorlug finally stopped chewing, staring at the remnants of the dried meat in his hand. His voice was rough, barely above a growl. "Since I was seven summers old."

The others listened, wary, as Gorlug continued. "When we raided Farfield, my father was an up and coming Orc in Ionia's army. But he moved quickly through the ranks and eventually became a general. I was his second in command, only seven years old at the time. My mother was an honorable Orc, a warrior in her own right, but she was killed in a raid by human assassins defending their land. No glory, no battle of equals. Just a blade in her back as she slept. I wasn’t strong enough then to defend her and the assassins escaped. Weak… like a runt. My father blamed me for his spulmaaves death..."

His fists clenched around the piece of meat, almost tearing it apart. "I wanted vengeance. I needed strength that I didn’t have. So I sought out a berserker in my fathers service, old Razgash Bone-Cruncher. He had what I needed—the Berserker Mushrooms. He warned me. Said once you take them, you’re never the same. But I didn’t care. I wanted power. I wanted revenge."

Dura watched him carefully, noticing the slight twitch in his jaw as he relived the memory. The others were silent, their focus solely on Gorlug.

"The first time I took them," he continued, his voice growing harsher, "it was like fire in my veins. I didn’t feel pain, didn’t feel fear—just rage. Pure, uncontrollable rage. I killed them all. The ones who took my mother. Tore them apart with my bare hands."

For a moment, Gorlug’s eyes glazed over, as if he could still see the blood and carnage in his mind. "But it didn’t end there. I kept taking the mushrooms. The more I used them, the more I needed them. The strength was addictive, the rage… liberating. But the withdrawal..." He trailed off, his eyes darkening. "It feels like dying, slowly, from the inside out. Most don’t survive it. You either take more or you fall apart. My companions—those who haven’t abandoned me—have had to watch me closely after battles, to make sure I don’t lose control. Or die."

Dura leaned forward, her voice gentle but firm. "And yet, you still use them."

Gorlug finally looked up, meeting her gaze. "I have no choice. Once a berserker, always a berserker. You can’t just walk away from it. The mushrooms... they change you. And once you’ve tasted that power, no battle feels right without it."

A moment passed in silence, the crackle of the fire the only sound between them. Then Gorlug spoke again, quieter this time, his voice betraying a vulnerability he rarely showed. "There was a a raid, years ago near the war's end. My party had been cornered by the last remaining human resistors in a canyon. We were outnumbered, and many were wounded. I knew we wouldn’t survive without the berserker's strength. So, I took double the dose."

He paused, his eyes flickering with the memory. "I killed the entire human party on my own, but I… I couldn’t stop. When the battle was over, I turned on my own group. Nearly killed three of my comrades before they knocked me out."

Gorlug’s hand trembled again, and he clenched his fist. "That’s when I knew. I’m a weapon, Dura. A tool of war. I can’t live any other way. My father, he eventually forgave me for my mothers death but at the cost of my freedom. Now I heed the call of addiction, of bloodlust and I pray to MOG that I never fully lose control."

Dura nodded slowly, understanding the weight of his burden. "And what now? Do you still seek vengeance, Gorlug? Or have the mushrooms taken that from you, too?"

Gorlug’s lips curled into a bitter smile. "I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe I just live for the next battle now. It’s all I’ve got left."

The fire crackled as the weight of Gorlug’s story settled over the camp. The other Orcs exchanged glances, their respect for him tempered with wariness. Dura, for her part, just nodded, her eyes never leaving Gorlug’s.

"We all fight our battles," she said softly. "Some just take a different form."

Gorlug snorted softly, the sound halfway between a grunt and an oink, as he finally looked up from the fire. "If Princess Ulf will have me," he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion, "then I'll bring honor and respect to Orc Berserkers. No more hiding in the shadows, no more shame. I’ll devote my life to finding a cure for this affliction—so others won't have to suffer as I have."

Oznacht, grinning from ear to ear, let out a hearty laugh. "You, a prince? By MOG, I think you'd make a fine one, Gorlug. I’d support you, no question. Any Orc who can wield both rage and honor deserves a place beside Ulf."

The others, who had been silent for most of the night, now began to nod and murmur their agreement. Dura smiled warmly, slapping her belly in approval. "Aye, you’ve got our support, Gorlug. We’ll stand with you."

Gorlug, his gruff exterior faltering for the first time, blinked rapidly, nearly brought to tears by the unexpected support of his brethren. His tusked grin widened, and for a moment, the weight of his burden seemed to lift. He clapped his own belly in delight, the sound echoing through the camp like thunder, and the others followed suit, their hands slapping against their rotund stomachs in a show of camaraderie and joy.

The atmosphere brightened, laughter and hearty cheers replacing the tension from earlier. The campfire blazed brighter, illuminating their faces as they celebrated, a brief moment of peace before the battles ahead.

But above them, the massive silhouette of the Underking's castle loomed large, a silent specter against the night sky, reminding them all of the trials yet to come.

Later, as the night wore on, the fire crackled softly in the darkness, sending flickering shadows across the rocky landscape of the Underkingdom. The dimmed light from the towering central pillar of the kingdom cast a pale, bluish hue over the cavernous world, simulating a night that felt both alien and oppressive. The vast stone ceiling above, punctuated with jagged stalactites, loomed like the teeth of some great beast, waiting to swallow them whole. The dense, humid air of the subterranean swamp pressed down on everything, amplifying every creak of wood and shift of stone. Far off, the faint sound of dripping water echoed through the caverns, mixing with the natural thrum of the underground ecosystem.

Oznacht sat by the fire, his spear resting against his knee as he kept watch. His eyes swept over the camp—over his companions sprawled out, deep in their slumber. Gorlug’s loud, rumbling snores filled the air, accompanied by occasional grunts and farts from the others. It was a soundscape of exhaustion, the aftermath of another grueling day in their quest through this forsaken kingdom. He sighed, absently fingering the hilt of his blade, the firelight gleaming off its worn surface.

His thoughts drifted, heavy with reflection. The venerable Jekul, his mentor, his guide—lost to the Underking's vile forces. The pain of that loss still stung, a constant ache in his chest. But it was nothing compared to the fire that burned for another reason: Ulf, the crown princess. She had his heart, whether she knew it or not, and he would prove himself worthy of her. He glanced briefly at the others, then back into the darkness of the caverns beyond, his jaw clenched with determination.

Deep down, Oznacht knew his path. He would be the one to win Ulf’s favor, to stand by her side as not just a warrior, but as her husband. Together, their children would rule all, bringing glory and dominion to the Orcish race. The blood of his warband of Muggalgrur flowed in his veins, and he swore it would be his blood that mingled with hers to forge the future.

Turning his gaze to his sleeping companions, Oznacht felt a wave of fierce loyalty rise within him. Gorlug, Dura, Atlug—they were his family now, as much as his warband ever had been. He vowed silently to protect them, to protect all Orcs from the evil that loomed over their kind. The Underking, his minions, the twisted creatures that infested this dark world—none of them would stand in his way.

With a steady breath, he steeled himself. He would earn Ulf’s hand. He would bring honor and glory to Muggalgrur, no matter the cost. He *would* be the Orc who saved them all.

Oznacht sat in the dim glow of the fire, his spear resting against his shoulder, and let his thoughts drift back to his past. He had been born into the warband of Muggalgrur, a sprawling clan of warriors known for their ferocity and skill. From his earliest days, he had known little else but the smell of iron and blood, the crack of bone, and the roaring cheers of his warband in battle. His mother had died shortly after his birth, and his father, Warchief Bloodlick, had been too busy leading his warband to notice a small whelp, his thirteenth child born and uninitiated. So, he was raised by the elders—old warriors who had long since traded their weapons for the wisdom of survival. They were harsh, but they had molded him into what he was: the top hunter and warrior in Muggalgrur, a name that made even the most seasoned of Orcs wary. After a time, Warchief Bloodlick began to notice his forgotten son and soon Oznacht's star began to rise.

As a young whelp, Oznacht had proven himself in countless hunts, always returning with the largest prey, earning the respect of his warband. His strength was unmatched, his senses sharp, and his spear had never missed its mark. He had become Muggalgrur's pride, the rising star of the warband, and his name was spoken with reverence by his peers. But even then, as he stood on the precipice of greatness, he knew there was something more that drove him—a purpose beyond the bloodshed and glory.

That purpose came into focus the day he first laid eyes on Ulf.

He had been a mere whelp, his tusks just beginning to show, his hands still clumsy with a spear. It had been during a gathering of the warbands at the newly crowned Gelberg, a time when all the great warbands came together to show strength and unity and to announce their new kingdom. The day was marked by feasts and tournaments, a chance for the young to prove their worth and the old to boast of their deeds. Oznacht had stood among the crowd, just another hopeful Orc dreaming of his future.

And then she appeared.

Ulf strode through the throng, her red skin gleaming in the sunlight, her fangs marking her as one of MOG's chosen. Even at that young age, her presence was undeniable—she was regal, powerful, a beacon of everything the Orcs revered. The other whelps whispered her name with awe, but Oznacht felt something else stir within him. His heart thundered in his chest as he watched her, every fiber of his being drawn to her. In that moment, he knew. He would love her until his dying breath.

She had barely noticed him then, a small, unremarkable whelp among the sea of faces. But to Oznacht, she was everything. Her grace, her strength, her destiny as the crown princess of the Gelbeg Domination—it all called to him. Over the years, he had loved her from afar, watching as she grew into the mighty leader she was destined to be, while he honed his skills, carving his own path in the shadow of her greatness.

He had never spoken of it to anyone, not even to his closest companions. His love for Ulf was a fire that burned deep in his soul, one he nurtured quietly as he rose through the ranks of Muggalgrur. He had fought battles, led raids, and hunted the most fearsome beasts, all the while knowing that one day, he would be worthy of her. Deep in his bones, he felt it: they were meant to be.

Oznacht smiled grimly, his eyes tracing the fire’s flickering embers. The day would come when Ulf would see him not as just another warrior, but as her equal—her prince. Their children would be rulers, their bloodlines merged into one unstoppable force that would lead the Orcs to untold glory. And for that future, he would fight to the death.

As he looked out into the dark expanse of the Underkingdom, with its distant, dimly glowing pillars, Oznacht felt the weight of his vow settle over him once more. He would win Ulf’s heart, and together, they would forge the future of the Orcish race.

Oznacht froze, his sharp ears picking up the distant sound of a crack echoing through the underground night. His grip on his spear tightened as he rose silently from his watch, the shadows of the dimly lit Underkingdom clinging to him like a second skin. He glanced back at his sleeping companions—Dura, Gorlug, and Atlug—all blissfully unaware of the danger. With a determined set to his jaw, Oznacht slunk through the brush, careful not to make a sound as he pushed through the low-hanging vines and twisted roots of the underground forest.

As he crept further, the thick growth gave way to an abrupt clearing—a sheer cliff overlooking a canyon that stretched into the gloom below. The sight that greeted him made his blood boil. Far beneath him, illuminated by faint blue lights, was a caravan of skeletal warriors, their bones clattering with every movement as they hauled supplies toward the distant, looming central pillar. The pillar itself rose like a grotesque monument to death, and in the distance, Oznacht could see the sprawling bulk of the Underking's castle, its jagged black towers clawing at the cavern ceiling like a cancerous growth.

The caravan was a vision of evil. The skeletons moved with unnatural precision, their hollow eye sockets glowing with malevolent energy as they marched in perfect rhythm. Some hauled heavy carts laden with supplies—crates of rotting food, barrels of oil, and crates marked with dark symbols of necromancy. Others dragged broken and ragged prisoners, their lifeless eyes staring ahead blankly. The stench of decay wafted upward, carried on the stale underground air. Wicked laughter echoed from the caravan, a chilling chorus of cackles and bone-rattling chattering that sent shivers down Oznacht’s spine.

But at the head of the caravan rode the true horror—a dark skeleton knight, a Deathlord, mounted atop a zombified horse whose flesh hung from its bones in rotten strips. The Deathlord was clad in ancient, blackened plate armor, its once-glorious designs now twisted and warped with dark magic. The helm, adorned with jagged spikes, obscured its skull-like face, but the burning crimson glow of its eyes pierced through the darkness like twin malevolent beacons. In its gauntleted hand, the Deathlord gripped a massive, rusted blade, dripping with the black ichor of the damned. Around its neck hung a necklace of bones, trophies from its many victims.

The horse, if it could even be called that anymore, was a rotting nightmare. Its once-mighty frame was now a decayed, skeletal thing, its ribs exposed, and its eyes glowing with the same unholy red as its rider. The stench of its death filled the air, and with every clop of its hooves, the earth itself seemed to shrink away, recoiling from its unnatural presence.

Oznacht’s eyes narrowed as he took in the grotesque sight. His breath was slow and steady, but inside, the fire of Orcish wrath burned hotter than ever. These undead abominations were a plague on the living—a mockery of life itself. Whatever the Deathlord and its skeletal army were planning, the Orcs would not let it come to pass.

Silently, he slinked back toward the camp, his mind already forming a plan. The others needed to know—this caravan needed to be stopped, no matter the cost. The Underking’s evil was growing, and if they didn’t act soon, it would spread like a shadow over the entire kingdom. But for now, all Oznacht could focus on was one thing: vengeance. For the Princess, for his warband, and for the future of Orc-kind.

The undead would fall.

#fantasy #goblins #orcs #literature #gobboguy #songsofpower8

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steveezekiel · 2 years ago

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YOUR FAITH AND CONVICTIONS WOULD BE TESTED 2 [Daniel 3b]

1. “Nebuchadnezzar the king made an image of gold, whose height was sixty cubits and its width six cubits. He set it up in the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon.

6. “and whoever does not fall down and worship shall be cast immediately into the midst of a burning fiery furnace.” ”

Daniel 3:1,6 (NKJV)

3. FOR THE TIME WILL COME WHEN THEY WILL NOT ENDURE SOUND DOCTRINE, but according to their own desires, because they have itching ears, they will heap up for themselves teachers;

4. AND THEY WILL TURN THEIR EARS AWAY FROM THE TRUTH, AND BE TURNED ASIDE TO FABLES.

5. BUT YOU BE WATCHFUL IN ALL THINGS, endure afflictions, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry.”

2 Timothy 4:3-5 (NKJV)

• We are at the time in history that people do not want to hear the truth—sound doctrine.

- We organise ministry leadership trainings for church workers, leaders, and interested prospects; and we have had it in different churches, cities, and nations.

HOWEVER, we have encountered stiff opposition and resistance from many pastors just because they do not want their people [members] to know the truth.

- They kept them, their members, in bondage through ignorance; they would not want them to know the truth—knowing the fact that the knowledge of the truth makes free (John 8:32).

- Such ministers would NOT want us to teach the truth, the Word of God, that the people may remain in ignorance under their leadership that they might make merchandise of them.

NOTE: If you are a leader like the ones mentioned above, I want you to KNOW if your do not change, you may not last in the ministry work.

- God will judge the unfaithful pastors or ministers and take the sheep from them and give them to the faithful ones (John 10:13).

- And, there is a reward for the faithful ones at the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ: "1 The elders who are among you I exhort, I who am a fellow elder and a witness of the sufferings of Christ, and also a partaker of the glory that will be revealed: 2 SHEPHERD THE FLOCK OF GOD WHICH IS AMONG YOU, SERVING AS OVERSEERS, not by compulsion but willingly, NOT FOR DISHONEST GAIN BUT EAGERLY; 3 NOR AS BEING LORDS OVER THOSE ENTRUSTED TO YOU, BUT BEING EXAMPLES TO THE FLOCK" (1 Peter 4:1-3 (NKJV).

- The truth is, there is a reward for all you do as a minister: "and when the Chief Shepherd appears, YOU WILL RECEIVE THE CROWN OF GLORY THAT DOES NOT FADE AWAY" (1 Peter 5:4).

13. “EACH ONE'S WORK WILL BECOME CLEAR; FOR THE DAY WILL DECLARE IT, BECAUSE IT WILL BE REVEALED BY FIRE; AND THE FIRE WILL TEST EACH ONE'S WORK, OF WHAT SORT IT IS.

14. If anyone’s work which he has built on it endures, HE [she] WILL RECEIVE A REWARD.

15. If anyone’s work is burned, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire.”

1 Corinthians 3:13-15 (NKJV)

IF you failed to expose the people under your leadership, pastorate, to the truth they supposed to know, and they perish, their blood would be required from you (Ezekiel 33:1- 9).

-> 19. “Then Nebuchadnezzar was full of fury, and the expression on his face changed toward Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego. He spoke and commanded that they heat the furnace seven times more than it was usually heated.

20. And he commanded certain mighty men of valor who were in his army to bind Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, and cast them into the burning fiery furnace.

21. Then these men were bound in their coats, their trousers, their turbans, and their other garments, and were cast into the midst of the burning fiery furnace.

22. Therefore, because the king’s command was urgent, and the furnace exceedingly hot, the flame of the fire killed those men who took up Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego.

23. And these three men, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, fell down bound into the midst of the burning fiery furnace."

Daniel 3:19-23 (NKJV)

• Truth: God will allow you to be thrown in the furnace of fire.

HE will allow your faith and what you do to be challenged or threatened.

- The stuff you are made of will be known through fire

HOWEVER, If you stand without compromise you will not be burnt.

24. “Then King Nebuchadnezzar was astonished; and he rose in haste and spoke, saying to his counselors, “Did we not cast three men bound into the midst of the fire?” They answered and said to the king, “True, O king.”

25. “Look!” he answered, “I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire; and they are not hurt, and the form of the fourth is like the Son of God.”

Daniel 3:24-25 (NKJV)

- Before you landed in the furnace of fire, God would have been there waiting for you.

- If God sent you on an assignment, He would have gone ahead of you to prepare the way: “WHEN YOU PASS THROUGH THE WATERS, I WILL BE WITH YOU; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH THE FIRE, YOU SHALL NOT BE BURNED, NOR SHALL THE FLAME SCORCH YOU" (Isaiah 43:2).

- God will not allow you to fend for yourself in the ministry work: "WHO EVER GOES TO WAR AT HIS OWN EXPENSE? Who plants a vineyard and does not eat of its fruit? Or who tends a flock and does not drink of the milk of the flock?" (1 Corinthians 9:7).

- Confidence is a vital force that you need in order to fulfil your assignment—ministry: “THEREFORE DO NOT CAST AWAY YOUR CONFIDENCE, WHICH HAS GREAT REWARD” (Hebrews 10:35).

CONFIDENCE is the conqueror's backbone!

- The devil would want to render you spineless through myriad of problems and challenges.

- Opposition in the ministry work is a proof of the strong position you occupy.

- If your position in the realm of the spirit is strong, you will have strong opposition, that is the devil and his cohorts.

- If you are strong in prayer, fasting, the Word of God, and righteous living; you will have strong opposition: "YES ALL WHO DESIRE TO LIVE GODLY IN CHRIST JESUS WILL SUFFER PERSECUTION" (2 Timothy 3:12).

- Confidence in God and His power will keep you going in the face of opposition.

- A Dictionary renders CONFIDENCE:

a. FAITH in someone or something.

b. SELF-ASSURANCE arising from a belief in one's own ability to achieve things.

- Your faith in God is called confidence.

YOU can only have self-assurance when you believe in the ability God has deposited in you to accomplish a great thing.

- What builds your confidence in God is His power that abides in you.

- The grace and the anointing of God on your life give the confidence.

GOD'S presence in your life gives you confidence.

- And God's presence comes through faith in God. Your walk with God determines the heaviness of His presence in your live.

- The depth of your relationship with Him, your commitment to Him and His Kingdom, determined the level of His presence, glory that you carry.

- To walk with God may not be an easy task. You have to discipline and deny yourself of many things in order to carry or have His presence or glory in your Life.

- Many in the ministry leadership want to be friends of the world and at the same time have God's presence with them: “Adulterers and a adulteresses! DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT FRIENDSHIP WITH THE WORLD IS ENMITY WITH GOD? WHOEVER THEREFORE WANTS TO BE A FRIEND OF THE WORLD MAKES HIMSELF [herself] AN ENEMY OF GOD” (James 4:4).

- This denotes cultivating certain friendship automatically makes you an enemy of God.

- You carefully choose WHO you relate with.

RELATIONSHIP is by choice not by force!

• You will not fail in Jesus' name.

Peace!

TO BE CONTINUED

#christian living #christianity #gospel #christian blog #the bible #jesus #faith #devotion #prayer #my writing

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duraxxor · 6 years ago

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The Dreamscar Part II

Duraxxor. A name that was created from the shortened Durand and a twist of Scourge tongue. At least, that’s what they stated when you were given the rebirth through the necromantic energies the Lich King Arthas. Whether it be Deathcleave or Daevara, it as carried with you all through our Azeroth. A blemish. No... A brand bestowed upon your ashen flesh. Knowing this information though, have you ever considered it the name was to be worn by one that chose to fully embrace the ways of thy kin?

Anger. It’s something you’ve experienced multiple times, Duraxxor, right? One particular case was when they used a certain phrase to describe the evolution you obtained through your second damnation. Well what if I also told you that there was a path where instead of choosing to discard the terminology of San’layn, you had embraced it to the point that you created a revolution of evolutionary proportions? A rage that was forged as you watched several of those whom attempted to reconnect with their former kin, only to be cut down and executed out of fear. That rage can spark a wildfire, can it not? You became that flame, Duraxxor. You gathered the remnants of those whom understand and formulated a grand scheme that brought you to heights that you could never imagin

Silvermoon has become the Capital City of Sin’thalas. It’s people no longer the children the living, breathing radiance of the Sun. Instead, they have joined you and your’s as children of the damned. Those who would oppose you are fit only to be cattle to the slaughter so that your’s would grow powerful. And over time, Sin’thalas would span to the very edges of the Thalassian Pass and the Amani territories. Your subjects would reach a break through that would adapt the very environment to blossom forth with an abundance of lifeblood. And those that chose to invade would soon be cut down, fed off to your people like wild game. Who could oppose the? The world trembles at your might...

My King...

“ My King? “

“... Hmmm? “ The sound rumbled from within the breathing chamber of a mask of obsidian, matched only by a crown. A grin visage decorated such that contrasted to the pale lock that cascaded with bloodstains. Crimson jewels dilated to focus upon the one whom addressed royalty.

“ ... Is something amiss? “ The creature before him stood at least eight feet tall and appeared to be a Sin’dorei male in an undead state. However, the sheer size, crimson gaze, and myotis-like ears stated otherwise. Gray hair was slicked back in a widow’s peak as this tall fellow peered towards the King with concern in mind.

The pale headed King rumbled once more with a depth to his voice that caused vibrations in one’s eardrums. The obsidian armor hinted further that this particular ruler was much taller in size by a stronger amount. “ Everything is as it should be. Continue... “ He stated such words while sitting atop his throne of bone and steel.

“ As you wish, your highness. “ The man bowed his head graciously with a hand folded upon his chest. “ As you know, the efforts to advance into the Plaguelands has become rather successful thanks to the convenience of the Forsaken in the far west. However, we have found an intruder amongst your lands... “

A sudden pressure was felt across the entire room with the skittering sound of light chatter from crimson beads that watched carefully. All eyes were on the man in the center.“ ... Well, what are you waiting for then, Chancellor? Bring them to me... “ The irritated growl was spoken through his words as his right hand fetched for something within his cuirass.

“ Very well, sire. “ The chancellor rose nervously and gestured with his hand, signaling twin guardsman to shamble in with a prisoner being dragged by saronite shackles and chain. She was a ashen skinned Kal’dorei woman that possessed lightly emaciated features and faded azure hair. Groans from weakness were expelled from her lips as they tossed her upon the stone flooring, revealing bite wounds from what appeared to be a fight amongst his ravenous kin.

“ A Kal’dorei woman... “ He stated rather dryly as if the race really made a difference to him. Though, he would indulge his company, nonetheless. “ Look at me... “ His tongue twisted into the dialect of her kin in hopes of garnishing her attention. To which, his efforts sparked an interest in the pathetic elf. Her gaze had been dulled by the lack of energy, only seeming to glow as she basked in terror at the behemoth before her. Sure the woman had seen his kin but never the King of the San’layn who had lead an entire army to turn his own people into the monstrosities they were on this hollow afternoon. The crimson tide within his gaze peered deeply into her very soul, seeking to find the tethers of what she was thinking, whatever she may be feeling. “ Show me... Show me why you should live... Show me why you are worthy to draw another breath! Show me that fire within your soul! “ His voice bellowed out with great volume as the entire room chittered with excitement. The scent of blood itself became thick, almost choking to the lungs of the living. The night elf’s body shivered with a sensation that had been driven into her very core that tested her resolve.

A single minute had passed before her lips finally made an attempt to curl upward. However, before words could even be spouted, the King instantly turned his head away and made his declaration. “ Devour her, my children... She lacks the strength of will... “ The chittering in the background heightened and soon after, several large batlings trampled over slowly, salivating at the mouth as they anticipated their newest addition to the things they have feasted upon.

The woman squeaked in protest as she was robed any chance to speak of her courage. “ N-no! You can’t! Damn you, Blood King! The Alliance are c-coming to march upon your g-gates... Elune curse you! “ Her body wriggled tiredly as she began swatting at the approaching winged beasts. The woman’s wept in fear, trickling with her final tears like some cornered deer.

“ Let the come... I want them to come and wage war... their numbers will feed my entire kingdom and there is nothing that Elune, the Light, or any God can do to stop this glorious feast to come! Nothing! “ The King, his Chancellor and the other’s who observed, joining in maniacal laughter as the young monsters lunged onto the helpless Kal’dorei, creating a merry ballad of screams and cries that were balanced by the sound of rending flesh and blood spilling upon his majesty’s floor.

And as the sea of blood runneth red, so too did the endless abyss return as black as night. However, even the darkest nights sometime reveal a binding light deep within it’s shroud...

To be continued...

#AU Azeroth #Blood King Dura #The Dreamscar

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mikawritings · 2 years ago

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Excessive List of Latin Words for Names

pls note! i have selected the forms and definitions of the words that i personally like the most. if you would like the full, extensive list of words that i made and selected these from, please see here. also, these words are intended to be edited when turning into names so don't come at me if they don't sound particularly name-y atm. thanks and enjoy!

casus - fall

facile - easy

modi - manner/style/way

gladii - sword

signi - sign

loci - place

gero - wear (clothes), wage (war)

pecunia - money

doni - gift

rex - king

tenui - hold/keep/possess

dedi - give

mansi - stay

taceo/tacui - be silent/be quiet

capio - take/capture

iter/itinens - journey

contra - against

nulla - not any/no

perire - perish

ducis - leader

forte - brave

sola/solus - alone/lonely

caelum/caeli - sky/heaven

ianua - door

coepi - began

ceteri - the rest

interea - meanwhile

celo/celare/celavi - hide

sine - without

paene - nearly

plena -full

vix - with difficulty

poena/poenae - punishment

tuta - safe

cura - care/worry

cara/carum - dear

talis - such

vera - true/real

parui - obey

spei - hope

mea - my

risi - laugh/smile

cado/cadere/cecidi - fall

cibus - food

vidi - see

vinum - wine

clamo - shout

curro - run

prima - first

puella - girl

iuvenis - young

nemo - no one

nolle - not want/refuse

nox - night

pulchra/pulcher - beautiful/handsome

timui - fear

velle - want

facio - do/make

iam - now

sedi - sit

tristis/triste - sad

miles - soldier

narro - tell/relate

nauta - sailor

olim - once

puer/pueri - boy

rei - thing

saepe - often

silva - woods/forest

nihil - nothing

irata - angry

sanguis - blood

bona - good

nova - new

alta/altus - high/deep

flumen/fluminis - river

hodie - today

ibi - there

mare - sea

saeva - savage/cruel

vox - voice

amo - love/like

amor - love/lover

dira - dreadful

ferox - fierce

horti - graden

lux/lucis - light

oratus - beg

regina - queen

si - if

dura - harsh

emi - buy

heri - yesterday

mala - evil

lente - slowly

vulneris - wound

duae - two

tria - three

ignis - fire

conor - try

dives - rich

loqui - speak

pluris - more

signi - sign/seal

soror - sister

ita - so/in this way (ita vero = yes)

vultus - face

domi - at home

maior - bigger

ira - anger

via - street/road

filia - daughter

filii - son

ancilla - female slave

laeta - happy

vinco/vici - win

subito - suddenly

venio - come

cupio/cupiui - want/desire

tua - your

iaceo - lie (positional)

mox - soon

liberi - children

vir/viri - man

vita - life

alia/aluid - another

dea/deae - goddess

fidelis - loyal

iacio/ieci - throw

sacra - sacred

mitto/misi - send

terra - ground/earth

muri - wall

vivo/vixi - live

neco - kill

nescio - not know

antea - before

bellum/belli - war

cena - dinner

scio - know

credo - trust

canis - dog

mille/milia - thousand

lata - wide

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derangedrhythms · 3 years ago

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Do you have any quotes on "touch"? I've been thinking about touch and its absence because of the pandemic and would love to read anything on it

"One day without his hands and she thinks how sad it is to love."

— Marguerite Duras, from 'Hiroshima Mon Amour', tr. Richard Seaver

"Don't you sense me, ready to break / into being at your touch?"

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Book of Hours: Love Poems to God; from ‘lch bin, du Ängstlicher. Hörst du mich nicht’, tr. Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy

"Because I never hold you, I hold you fast."

— Rainer Maria Rilke (quoted in ‘A Lover’s Discourse’ by Roland Barthes, tr. Richard Howard)

"…a heart that strikes up a battle rhythm every time you touch me."

— S. T. Gibson, from 'Literary Sexts'

"That night was nothing but getting to know how smooth your body is. The memory of it goes through me like brandy."

— Ted Hughes, Letters of Ted Hughes; from a letter to Sylvia Plath, March 1956

"when we touch / we enter touch entirely"

— Anne Sexton, All My Pretty Ones; from ‘The Truth the Dead Know’

"The weight of his fingers on mine, like a bird landing on a branch. It was the drop of the match. I did not see that we were surrounded by tinder until I felt it burst into flames."

— Hannah Kent, from 'Burial Rites'

"In the heat of her hands I thought, This is the campfire that mocks the sun."

— Jeanette Winterson, from 'Written on the Body'

"...he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist..."

— Richard Siken, Crush; from 'You Are Jeff'

"His touch both consoles and devastates me…"

— Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; ‘The Erl-King’

"Shock! It’s as though his soul has touched / me as his arm leans on mine."

— Marina Tsvetaeva, Selected Poems; from ‘Poem of the End’, tr. Elaine Feinstein

"I want to touch you until my palms burn."

— Amirae Garcia, from 'Literary Sexts'

"What are you now? If we could touch one another, / if these our separate entities could come to grips,"

— Muriel Rukeyser, from 'Effort at Speech Between Two People'

"...and then one touch of your hand / and God comes rushing back."

— The Borgias, Season 3; Episode 10

"I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder,"

— A. E. Housman, from 'He would not stay for me, and who can wonder'

"They were not holding hands, but their shadows were."

— Toni Morrison, from 'Beloved'

"Oh how it courses all through my veins when by accident my finger touches hers or when our feet touch under the table. I pull back as though from fire and a mysterious force draws me on again—there is a fainting in all my senses."

—Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, from ‘The Sorrows of Young Werther’, tr. David Constantine

"Come back often and take hold of me, / sensation that I love come back and take hold of me— / when the body’s memory awakens / and an old longing again moves into the blood, / when lips and skin remember / and hands feel as though they touch again. / Come back often, take hold of me in the night / when lips and skin remember…"

— C. P. Cavafy, Collected Poems; ‘Come Back’, tr. Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard

"I feel you, phantom touch, although you're far"

— Chelsea Wolfe, 'Twin Fawn'

"She stroked my head for a long time, and then we hugged and it felt like drowning."

— Jeanette Winterson, from 'Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit'

"I realize after this touch / he would know me / years from now, even / in the dark, even / without my skin."

— Philip Memmer, from 'The Paleontologist’s Blind Date'

"I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue: one can’t love and do nothing."

— Graham Greene, from 'The End of the Affair'

#compilations #touch #long post

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uraboku-duras-hc · 3 years ago

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Cadenza - Headcanons

He is heir to one of the oldest duras families, which are considered novelty in Infernos and being famous for their blood red hair (and blood thirst). Their family crest resembles a lion with a blood red mane.

There aren’t many family members. In fact he is currently the only known (and living) one.

He had a sickly little sister.

There was a time so many centuries in the past, where he actually had more empathy (but he still was arrogant af).

He grew up with a very strict and gruesome father, who was a infamous General Class Duras himself serving the king.

His father trained him mercilessly and if Cadenza failed a task or his father wasn’t satisfied with the training results of the day, the punishments were gruesome. He won’t get any food or water and his wounds won’t get treaten. It’s the father’s way to ensure that his bloodline will keep on being famous and strong. Cadenza’s father hoped that his son will follow him in his steps as a General Class Duras.

His mother was the exact opposite. Kind and tender and tried to shield her son from his father a lot. She was also a victim to his violent temper.

Cadenza comes after his father, who had shorter red hair and a beard. He inherited the wild locks from his mom, who had silver blond hair. His sister had the same hair like his mother.

Cadenza hated his father, but loved his mother dearly. His hatred peaked, when his father killed his mother one night. He was still young, just reached the Opast level recently and came back from a journey to witness her murder. He killed his father in a peak of rage, earned and inherited the nickname “Bloodhound” from his father.

He hated the nickname, but endured it since the king became aware of him after the tragedy. He started to serve under the king with this nickname and evolved to General Class.

He didn’t want to follow his fathers steps, serving under the king, but he needed the income to care for his sister.

Since the king allows certain members of his peers to get summoned Cadenza worked on another nickname for himself, starting to kill his masters, until he was known as the ‘Master Killer’.

He lost the last part of his heart when his sister died from her condition. Since then he views the bonds of others as something ridiculous and unnecessary and loves to destroy them by killing one of the people and playing with the remaining other half.

He is even for Duras standards beautiful, therefore a cunning ladies man. The women and men love the bloodthirsty and wild, but yet elegant aura around him. He never stays long around one partner and certainly has no thoughts of bonding to one and have a mate (Duras equivalent of marriage). In fact, he doesn’t even care to preserve his bloodline, since everyone he ever cared in his family is no more.

________________________________________ Yeah, I headcanon Cadenza as novelty, although Hotaru Odagiri once wrote in a chart, that he is only an Opast of Rank S and therefore ‘just’ an officer. But whenever I see him appearing in the series, he gave me elegant and noble vibes, similar to Dracula. I could imagine him living actually in a castle, surrounded by servants, while drinking the blood of the last poor guy who dared to summon him :’D

#uraboku cadenza #uragiri wa boku no namae wo shitteiru #uraboku #uraboku duras #betrayal knows my name #uraboku headcanon #headcanon characters

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northernmariette · 3 years ago

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December 7, 1815: The Execution of Marshal Ney

Until now, I have strictly followed same order for my translations as was found on the Sénat’s website. At this point I will skip over Marshal Ney’s trial, but will come back to it later on.

I posted an account of Marshal Ney’s final hours and of his execution a few weeks ago. This time, I am posting the account of Ney’s execution as it appears in the Sénat’s website. Some details will appear here that were not included in the contemporary report.

The execution on Thursday 7 December 1815

The morning of Thursday 7 December 1815 was damp and foggy.

Marshal Ney wore a blue frock coat, a black waistcoat, short breeches, and black silk stockings; he wore none of his many decorations, so there was no need to have him stripped of them.

Lieutenant-general d'Espinois entrusted General Count de Rochechouart with executing the judgment of the Chamber of Peers. The Marshal's departure from the Luxembourg Palace took place at 8.30 am.

Still showing a sense of humour as well as composure, the Marshal said to the curé as he got into the carriage: "Please get in, Monsieur le Curé. In a little while, I'll be going first."

Two lieutenants of the gendarmerie climbed in with them. The carriage was flanked by one hundred and thirty gendarmes forming a file on each side, followed by Rochechouart and La Rochejaquelein, by a company of veteran non-commissioned officers, by the firing squad, and by a squadron of the National Guard. Security measures were implemented all the way to the execution site, which was kept secret for fear of unrest.

The journey was very short: three hundred paces from the gate of Luxembourg Gardens. The site chosen for the execution was not the usual one, namely the Plaine de Grenelle, where Charles de La Bédoyère had been executed. This did surprise the Marshal.

The execution site was located between the entrance to the Avenue de l'Observatoire and the Luxembourg Gardens gate, along the wall of an enclosure. In today's Paris, the place of execution is located at the site of the Port-Royal RER station.

Ney handed the priest a snuffbox to be given to his wife, and a few louis for the poor of Saint-Sulpice. The troops were gathered and arranged into a square battalion. Some onlookers were also present: about two hundred people, including Peers of France, generals, officers from all nations, but mostly working-class people. Rochechouart appointed Monsieur de Saint-Bias, an officer of Piedmontese origin, to command the firing squad. Ney refused to kneel or to be blindfolded, declaring: "Do you not know that for twenty-five years I have been accustomed to facing cannonballs and bullets?" Remaining very calm and dignified, placing his hand over his heart, he said: "Frenchmen, I protest the judgement against me... my honour..."

He who, having spent his life on battlefields, had failed to be killed at Waterloo, died of eleven French bullets, six of them in the chest. A drum roll and cries of "Vive le Roi!" were then heard.

Rochechouart, commenting on the execution to La Rochejaquelein, said: "Here, my dear friend, is a great lesson in how to die well." At that moment, the Marshal's wife was still awaiting an audience with the King at the Tuileries, in hopes of securing a pardon. She obtained neither; the duke of Duras, first gentleman of the King, arrived to inform her, after the execution: "Madame, the audience you requested would now be pointless.”

The Marshal's body remained on the ground for fifteen minutes, during which time two incidents occurred: the first was caused by an Englishman on horseback who jumped over the corpse and then fled; the second, by a Russian general, in uniform and on horseback, who came to watch the execution of the Marshal.

His lawyer, Pierre-Nicolas Berryer, relates in his Souvenirs de M. Berryer that: "The wall, which was under construction, as well as its rubble, were soon covered with his blood; the eager crowd rushed to collect the smallest traces of it, with the same ardour as if it had been the pieces of the True Cross (...)".

The body was then taken to a nearby hospice, the Hospice de la Maternité, where it was entrusted to the Sisters of Charity. According to a police report, many personalities came to see the Marshal: Peers of France, generals, officers, ambassadors, etc. The next morning, his body was placed first within in a lead coffin, then the lead coffin into an oak coffin. He was then buried in the Père-Lachaise cemetery in a very simple grave,a slab on the ground.

Symbolically, this execution put a definitive end to the era of Revolution, the Empire and the Hundred Days period, but not to the memory of Marshal Ney.

The original French text can be found here: https://www.senat.fr/evenement/archives/D26/execution_et_rehabilitations/lexecution_le_jeudi_7_decembre_1815.html

Only eleven bullets struck Ney. I have read (I can’t remember where) that the twelfth bullet was found high on the wall, well above Ney’s head. Possibly at the same place I read about the above, I read that Ney coolly asked where it was the firing squad wished him to stand.

#michel ney #napoleon's marshals #napoleonic history #execution of marshal ney

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The Ships of rear- admiral John Paul Jones in the Continental Navy

John Paul, for that was his baptismal name, was born at Arbigland, Kirkcudbright, Scotland on July 6th 1747. He went to sea as a boy on one of the hundreds of coasters which were the life-line of the British Island at this period. He served in merchant ships until 1774, having received his first command at the age of 21. Few had a more thorough apprenticeship than Jones. He sailed in Whitehaven ships in the North Atlantic trade. For some years, he served aboard slavers and in these ships gained his first command, a brigantine. Later he enjoyed success as a smuggler running contraband between Solway Firth and the Isle of Man. When he departed for America in 1773, he possessed a knowledge of the British coast shared by few of his contemporaries in the Royal Navy.

John Paul Jones (1747-1792), by Charles Willson Peale (1741–1827)

He settled in Virginia in 1774, and in the summer of the following year travelled to Philadelphia to offer his services to the Continental Congress. It is well to remember that the Scots in the 1770s were hostile to the English, and still smarting under recent defeats. The opportunity to strike back at the traditional enemy was John Paul’s motive for joining the revolutionary forces.It was at this period he adopted the surname of Jones, and thereafter blazed his name through the pages of history as John Paul Jones.

The Continental Congress accepted the young captain’s services and ordered him to fit out the first true United States Naval Vessel. This was the Alfred. On the 3rd December 1775, with the permission of the Secretary of the Navy, Jones hoisted the Grand Union Flag aboard the Alfred as her first Lieutenant. This was the first occasion on which the national flag of the United States was raised on a ship of war.

Sloop Providence pursued by HM frigate Soleby, by William Gilkerson

Five months later he was commander of Providence. She was sloop rigged and had a crew of 70- men und trug 10, 4 pdr.- guns. She was describted by a British report as : "A sloop, all black, low and long..." His orders for the summer of 1776 were to cruise and seize, sink, burn or destroy enemy ships. He did all of it. Eight british ships were either sunk or burnt, and other eight were taken to rebel ports as prizes. This success did not pass unnoticed. The Continental Congress placed Jones in command of a squadron with the Alfred as his Flagship.

Sloop Providence 12, Captain John Paul Jones Speaking Flagship Alfred 24, 1776 by George Wales

It was the same ship on which he had first served as a lieutenant. Alfred was launched as Black Prince and like the Providence a merchant ship which had been converted and equipped with 20, 9pdr,- guns. It is known that she that she had yellow topsides. However, she was not a very good ship, even though he already knew her. She always leaned too much and put one side completely under water and she had a gun shot through one of her masts. And so he commanded her only from November 1776 to June 1777, when the brand new Ranger was handed over to him. She was the first ship which was planned as a warship from the beginning. She was also a sloop, but ship rigged and equipped with 20 and later with 18, 6pdrs. Her sides were black with a broad yellew stripe, her figurehead was probably an American ranger.

Jones’s 18-gunRanger pounds HMS Drake off Ireland, April 24, 1778, by William Gilkerson

With her Jones sailed to France and made some raids in the English Channel. This, however, caused the Navy to look for him. This did not bother him until he met HMS Drake on April 24th 1778. She too was a sloop, smaller than the Ranger but more heavily armed. The action between the two vessels lasted over an hour, was described by Jones as "warm , close and obstinate" and ended with Drakes Officers dsead or wounded, her rigging torn to pieces, and her decks "running with blood and rum". The battle marked the first American victory in an evenly matched ship to ship duel. The Ranger departed for America on 21st August 1778, but Jones remained in France. King Louis XVI presented the American captain with the Duc De Duras, an ancient East Indiaman of 40 guns. Jones refitted his new ship at L’Orient and renamed her Bonhomme Richard. She carried a crew of 380 men and was equipped with 28- 12 pdr., 6-18 pdr. and 8 9pdr. guns. The name Bonhomme Richard was a tribute to Jones close friend, Benjamin Franklin.

BonHomme Richard and HMS Serapis raked by Alliance �� 10 pm Sept. 23, 1779, by William Gilkerson

Flying the American flag, Bonhomme Richard put to sea on 14th August 1779, accompanied by a mixed fleet of American and French vessels. The squadron was to sweep the British coast for shipping.On 23rd September off Flamborough Head, Jones fought his most famous battle. Bonhomme Richard engaged the British 44-gun frigate, Serapis.In a ferocious battle fought at point blank range, Bonhomme Richard was battered beyond recognition. With five feet of water in her hold, half the crew killed or wounded and most of her guns out of action, the captain of Serapis called on the Americans to surrender. It was then that John Paul Jones shouted his famous epithet: “`I have not yet begun to fight”. In the face of murderous fire, Jones rallied the survivors of his crew and boarded the Serapis. Fighting with cutlass, pistol and pike, they overcame the crew of the gallant British vessel.On his return to France, Jones was presented with a gold hilted sword by King Louis XVI, and the American Congress adopted a resolution extending the thanks of the nation to their first Admiral. For the British he was simply a pirate. After that he went to Russia and Poland and finally to Paris where he died on 18 July, 1792. He became only 45 years old.

#naval history #rear admiral john paul jones #18th century #continental navy #age of sail

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Guía de series: Estrenos y regresos de octubre 2021

Una considerable cantidad de series se nos presentarán en la tele próximamente. Como siempre, habrá que ver si cantidad es lo mismo que calidad.

¡Feliz octubre!

Leyenda:

Verde: series nuevas.

Negro: regresos de otras series.

Naranja: miniseries o series documentales.

Amarillo: tv movies, documentales, especiales o pilotos.

Morado: season finales.

Púrpura: midseason finales.

Calendario de series

1 de octubre:

SWAT (5T), Magnum PI (4T) y Blue Bloods (12T) en CBS

The Many Saints of Newark en HBO Max

Maid (1T completa), The Guilty, Forever Rich y Diana: The Musical en Netflix

3 de octubre:

Ridley Road (1T completa) en BBC One

The Walking Dead: World Beyond (2T y última) en AMC

4 de octubre: On My Block (4T y última) en Netflix

5 de octubre: Escape the Undertaker y Dave Chapelle: The Closer en Netflix

6 de octubre:

CSI: Vegas (1T) en CBS

Brassic (3T) en Sky Max

La venganza de las Juanas (1T completa) y There's Someone Inside Your House en Netflix

7 de octubre:

Young Sheldon (5T), United States of Al (2T), Ghosts (1T) y Bull (6T) en CBS

One of Us Is Lying (1T) en Peacock

The Billion Dollar Code en Netflix

The Outpost (series finale) en The CW

8 de octubre:

Nancy Drew (3T) en The CW

Leverage: Redemption (1bT) en IMDb TV

Pretty Smart (1T completa), Family Business (3T y última completa), Mio fratello mia sorella y Grudge en Netflix

Acapulco (1T) en Apple TV+

Madame X en Paramount+

Justin Bieber: Our World en Prime Video

10 de octubre: The Equalizer (2T) y SEAL Team (5T) en CBS

11 de octubre:

The Baby-Sitters Club (2T completa) en Netflix

We're Here (2T) en HBO

The L Word: Generation Q (2T finale) en Showtime

12 de octubre:

Chucky (1T) en Syfy

The Oval (3T) en BET

13 de octubre:

Dopesick (1T) en Hulu

The Sinner (4T) en USA Network

Legends of Tomorrow (7T) y Batwoman (3T) en The CW

Sistas (3bT) y Twenties (2T) en BET

Just Beyond (1T) en Disney+

Hiacynt y Distancia de rescate en Netflix

14 de octubre:

B Positive (2T) en CBS

Guilty Party (1T) en Paramount+

Legacies (4T) en The CW

Aquaman: King of Atlantis (1T) en HBO Max

Another Life (2T completa) en Netflix

15 de octubre:

You (3T completa), I onde dager y De slag om de Schelde en Netflix

I Know What You Did Last Summer (1T) en Prime Video

Day of the Dead (1T) en Syfy

Cobra (2T) en Sky Max

Puppy Place (1T) en Apple TV+

Halloween Kills en Peacock

16 de octubre: Misfit: The Series (1T completa) en Netflix

17 de octubre:

Succession (3T) en HBO

Fear The Walking Dead (7T) en AMC

Hightown (2T) en Starz

19 de octubre:

Queens (1T) en ABC

Runt en Apple TV+

20 de octubre: Found, Night Teeth y Stuck Together en Netflix

21 de octubre:

The Blacklist (9T) en NBC

The Girl in the Woods (1T) en Peacock

Sex, Love & Goop en Netflix

One of Us Is Lying (1T finale) en Peacock

22 de octubre:

Invasion (1T) en Apple TV+

Inside Job (1T completa), Locke & Key (2T completa) y Maya and the Three (1T completa) en Netflix

Dune en HBO Max

24 de octubre: Insecure (5T y última) y Curb Your Enthusiasm (11T) en HBO

25 de octubre: All American (4T) y 4400 (1T) en The CW

26 de octubre:

Todo lo otro (1T) y Dolores en HBO Max

The Last O.G. (4T) en TBS

27 de octubre: Sintonía (2T completa), Hypnotic y W lesie dzis nie zasnie nikt 2 en Netflix

28 de octubre:

Luis Miguel: La serie (3T y última completa) en Netflix

Walker (2T) en The CW

Love Life (2T) en HBO Max

29 de octubre:

Colin in Black & White (1T completa), El tiempo que te doy (1T completa) y Army of Thieves en Netflix

Swagger (1T) en Apple TV+

Paranormal Activity: Next of Kin en Paramount+

Estrenos de series

Maid (Netflix)

Para lidiar con la pobreza y la falta de vivienda, una madre soltera (Margaret Qualley; The Leftovers, Once Upon a Time... in Hollywood) comienza a trabajar como criada en casa de una exitosa abogada (Anika Noni Rose; Roots, Assassination Nation). Con Nick Robinson (Love, Simon; A Teacher), Andie MacDowell (Four Weddings and a Funeral, Groundhod Day), Billy Burke (Revolution, Twilight), Tracy Vilar (House, M.D., Partners), Xavi de Guzmán (The 100, Take Two), BJ Harrison (Chilling Advenures of Sabrina, Motherland: Fort Salem) y Rylea Nevaeh Whittet.

Basada en las memorias de Stephanie Land (2019). Escrita por Molly Smith Metzler (Shameless, Orange Is the New Black). Dirigen John Wells (Shameless, Animal Kingdom), Helen Shaver (Vikings, Orphan Black) o Nzingha Stewart (Little Fires Everywhere, Black Monday). Diez episodios.

Estreno: 1 de octubre

Estreno en España: 1 de octubre en Netflix España

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Ridley Road (BBC One)

Vivien (Agnes O'Casey) es una joven judía que, en 1962, abandona su vida cómoda en Manchester e, inspirada por el Grupo 62, una coalición militante antifascista que combate el neofascismo en Reino Unido después de la guerra, se infiltra en el NSM, un movimiento neonazi que está creciendo en Londres, tras la desaparición de su novio. Completan el reparto Rory Kinnear (Years and Years, Penny Dreadful), Tracy-Ann Oberman (It's a Sin, After Life), Eddie Marsan (Ray Donovan, Gangs of New York), Tamzin Outhwaite (New Tricks, EastEnders), Samantha Spiro (Sex Education, Me Before You), Rita Tushingham (In the Flesh), Danny Hatchard (Our Girl, EastEnders), Tom Varey (Ackley Bridge, No Offence), Julia Krynke (The A Word, Line of Duty), Gabriel Akuwudike (1917, Hanna), Danny Sykes (Bulletproof) y Hannah Traylen (Harlots, Unforgotten).

Basada en la novela de Jo Bloom (2014), escrita y producida por Sarah Solemani (Barry) y dirigida por Lisa Mulcahy (Years and Years, Blood). Cuatro episodios.

Estreno: 3 de octubre

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CSI: Vegas (CBS)

William Petersen (Grissom), Jorja Fox (Sara), Wallace Langham (Hodges) y Paul Guilfoyle (Brass) vuelven a esta secuela de CSI (2000-2015) a la que se unen Matt Lauria (Friday Night Lights, Kingdom), Paula Newsome (Chicago Med, Barry), Mel Rodriguez (The Last Man on Earth), Mandeep Dhillon (After Life, Bulletproof), Jamie McShane (Bloodline, SEAL Team), Robert Curtis Brown (The Handmaid's Tale, Station 19), David Paladino (You), Sean Alexander James (The Morning Show) o Johnny Rey Diaz (Pam & Tommy).

Escrita por Jason Tracey (Elementary, Burn Notice). Diez episodios.

Estreno: 6 de octubre

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La venganza de las Juanas (Netflix)

Cinco mujeres con la misma marca de nacimiento, y todas llamadas Juana, deciden investigar sobre su pasado y descubren una red de mentiras montada por un poderoso político (Carlos Ponce; Devious Maids, Julie and the Phantoms). Protagonizada por Juanita Arias (El señor de los cielos, Como tú no hay dos), Sofía Engberg, Oka Giner (Señora Acero, Gossip Girl: Acapulco), Renata Notni (Mi adorable maldición, Sueño de amor) y Zuria Vega (Mi marido tiene familia, Que te perdone Dios). Completan el reparto Carlos Athié (Mi adorable maldición, Que te perdone Dios), Federico Espejo (La casa de las flores, La jefa del campeón) y Pablo Astiazarán (Ingobernable, Club de Cuervos).

Adaptación mexicana de la telenovela colombiana Las Juanas (1997-1998). Escrita por Jimena Romero (Más sabe el diablo, ¿Quién eres tú?). Dieciocho episodios.

Estreno: 6 de octubre

Estreno en España: 6 de octubre en Netflix España

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Ghosts (CBS)

Comedia monocámara adaptación de la serie británica en la que una pareja hereda una casa de campo destartalada y llena de fantasmas. Protagonizada por Rose McIver (iZombie, Woke), Utkarsh Ambudkar (The Mindy Project, Brockmire), Brandon Scott Jones (The Good Place, The Other Two), Rebecca Wisocky (Devious Maids, For All Mankind), Danielle Pinnock (Young Sheldon, Get Shorty), Richie Moriarty (The Tick), Asher Grodman, Sheila Carrasco (Jane the Virgin) y Román Zaragoza (Austin & Ally).

Escrita y producida por Joe Port y Joe Wiseman, productores de Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist o New Girl.

Estreno: 7 de octubre

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One of Us Is Lying (Peacock)

Cinco estudiantes de instituto son castigados y enviados a la sala de detención, de la que solamente cuatro salen vivos. Todos son sospechosos y todos tienen algo que ocultar. Protagonizada por Marianly Tejada (The Purge), Cooper van Grootel, Annalisa Cochrane (Cobra Kai, Heathers), Chibuikem Uche, Barrett Carnahan (Cobra Kai, Alexa & Katie), Jessica McLeod (You Me Her), Melissa Collazo (Swamp Thing), Mark McKenna (Wayne, Sing Street), Martin Bobb-Semple (Pandora, Free Rein), Karim Diané (StartUp), Sara Thompson (The 100, Burden of Truth), George Ferrier (Dirty Laundry), Miles J. Harvey (American Vandal), Zenia Marshall (Date My Dad), Hugo Ateo (Siren, The Terror) y Alimi Ballard (Queen of the South, CSI).

Basada en la novela de Karen M. McManus (2017). Escrita y producida por Darío Madrona (Élite, Los protegidos) y Erica Saleh (Evil, Instinct). Dirige y produce el piloto Jennifer Morrison (Euphoria). Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 7 de octubre

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The Billion Dollar Code (Netflix)

En los años 90, dos pioneros de la informática alemanes fueron a juicio con una demanda multimillonaria para luchar por sus derechos como inventores del algoritmo de Google Earth. La historia real de la dura batalla de dos grandes amigos contra un oponente aparentemente invencible cuenta con el mundo del hackeo en Berlín y el idealista mundo de los inicios de Silicon Valley como telón de fondo. Con Mark Waschke (Dark, Tatort), Mišel Matičević (Babylon Berlin, Tatort), Leonard Scheicher (Das Boot, Das schweigende Klassenzimmer), Marius Ahrendt, Lavinia Wilson (Deutschland 86, Deutschland 89) y Seumas Sargent (Spy City).

Creada y producida por Oliver Ziegenbalg y Robert Thalheim, escrita por Ziegenbalg y dirigida por Thalheim.

Estreno: 7 de octubre

Estreno: 7 de octubre en Netflix España

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Pretty Smart (Netflix)

Comedia multicámara centrada en Chelsea (Emily Osment; Young & Hungry, Hannah Montana), una altanera e ingeniosa intelectual sin habilidades sociales para vivir en el mundo real que, cuando su novio la deja inesperadamente, se ve obligada a vivir con su despreocupada y jovial hermana Claire (Olivia Macklin; The Young Pope, Filthy Rich) y sus amigos: Grant (Gregg Sulkin; Runaways, Wizards of Waverly Place), un dulce y romántico entrenador personal; Solana (Cinthya Carmona; Greenhouse Academy, East Los High), una antigua abogada que ahora se dedica a la sanación; y Jayden (Michael Hsu Rosen; Tiny Pretty Things, Jessica Jones), un influencer de las redes sociales.

Creada, escrita y producida por Jack Dolgen (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, Diary of a Future President) y Doug Mand (How I Met Your Mother, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend). Producida por Kourtney Kang (How I Met Your Mother, Fresh Off the Boat) y dirigida por Pamela Fryman (How I Met Your Mother, Frasier). Diez episodios.

Estreno: 8 de octubre

Estreno en España: 8 de octubre en Netflix España

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Acapulco (Apple TV+)

Comedia bilingüe centrada en Máximo (Enrique Arrizon; Las hijas de Abril, La jefa del campeón), un joven mexicano que en 1984 consiguió el que creía que sería el trabajo de sus sueños en un resort pero que resultó ser un puesto mucho más complicado que le haría cuestionarse su moral y sus creencias. Eugenio Derbez (No se aceptan devoluciones, Dora and the Lost City of Gold) producirá y narrará la serie interpretando a la versión actual del joven. Completan el reparto Damián Alcázar (Narcos, Señora Acero), Camilla Pérez (A Teacher, Gotham), Raphael Alejandro (Once Upon a Time, Bunk'd), Jessica Collins (The Young and the Restless, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia), Chord Overstreet (Glee), Vanessa Bauche (Luis Miguel: La Serie, Rosario Tijeras), Rafael Cebrián (Las aventuras del capitán Alatriste, Narcos), Fernando Carsa, Regina Reynoso (La rosa de Guadalupe), Regina Orozco (La casa de las flores, Mi marido tiene familia) y Carlos Corona (El señor de los cielos, Doña Flor y sus dos maridos).

Inspirada en la película How to Be a Latin Lover (2017). Creada por Austin Winsberg (Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist, Gossip Girl), Eduardo Cisneros (No se aceptan devoluciones) y Jason Shuman (Anger Management) y escrita por Winsberg y Chris Harris (How I Met Your Mother). Diez episodios.

Estreno: 8 de octubre

Estreno en España: 8 de octubre en Apple TV+ España

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Chucky (Syfy)

Serie continuación de la saga cinematográfica protagonizada por Chucky (Brad Dourif) en la que Jake (Zackary Arthur; Transparent, Kidding), un adolescente gay solitario que sufre acoso y busca su sitio tras la muerte de su madre, encuentra al muñeco diabólico en una venta de garaje. Alex Vincent, Christine Elise McCarthy y Jennifer Tilly volverán a interpretar a Andy Barclay, Kyle Simpson y Tiffany Valentine. Completan el cast Devon Sawa (Final Destination, Casper), Teo Briones (Ratched, Pretty Little Liars), Alyvia Ayn Lind (Daybreak, Masters of Sex), Fiona Dourif (True Blood, The Blacklist), Barbara Alyn Woods (One Tree Hill; Honey, I Shrunk the Kids: The TV Show), Björgvin Arnarson (The Seventh Day) y Lexa Doig (Continuum, Arrow).

Creada y escrita por Don Mancini (Child's Play, Bride of Chucky), que también dirigirá el primer episodio. Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 12 de octubre

Estreno en España: Enero en Syfy España

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Dopesick (Hulu)

Limited series que explorará el inicio de la crisis del opio en Estados Unidos y cómo afectó a varias familias, cuyas historias se cruzaron, desde el lanzamiento al mercado del fármaco OxyContin a finales de los 90 con una promoción que obviaba los altos índices de adicción que generaba. Protagonizada por Michael Keaton (Birdman, Beetlejuice), Peter Sarsgaard (The Killing, The Slap), Kaitlyn Dever (Last Man Standing, Unbelievable), Rosario Dawson (Luke Cage, Jane the Virgin), Will Poulter (The Maze Runner, Midsommar), Michael Stuhlbarg (Boardwalk Empire, Call Me by Your Name), Jaime Ray Newman (Veronica Mars, Bates Motel), Will Chase (Nashville, Smash), John Hoogenakker (Jack Ryan, Castle Rock), Phillipa Soo (Hamilton, Smash), Jake McDorman (Shameless, Greek), Ray McKinnon (Deadwood, Sons of Anarchy), Cleopatra Coleman (The Last Man on Earth, In the Shadow of the Moon), Andrea Frankle (Cloak & Dagger, The Purge), Rebecca Wisocky (Devious Maids, For All Mankind), Meagen Fay (Agent Carter, Malcolm in the Middle) y Trevor Long (Ozark, Low Winter Sun).

Adaptación del libro de no ficción de Beth Macy (2018), escrita por Danny Strong (Empire, The Butler) y dirigida por Barry Levinson (Paterno, Rain Man). Producen Strong, Levinson y Keaton. Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 13 de octubre

Estreno: 12 de noviembre en Disney+ Star España

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Just Beyond (Disney+)

Antología que adapta Goosebumps, las historias gráficas de R.L. Stine en las que distintos personajes realizan viajes de autodescubrimiento en mundos llenos de brujas, aliens, fantasmas o universos paralelos. Podremos ver en la serie a Mckenna Grace (The Haunting of Hill House, Designated Survivor), Nasim Pedrad (Scream Queens, New Girl), Lexi Underwood (Little Fires Everywhere, The First Lady), Henry Thomas (The Haunting of Hill House, E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial), Christine Ko (Dave, Upload), Malcolm Barrett (Preacher, Timeless), Sally Pressman (Army Wives, Good Girls), Cedric Joe (Space Jam: A New Legacy), Riki Lindhome (Another Period, Enlightened), Tim Heidecker (Moonbase 8), Gabriel Bateman (The Mosquito Coast, Outcast), Cyrus Arnold (The Exorcist), Arjun Athalye (Are You Afraid of the Dark?), Jack Gore (Billions, The Kids Are Alright), Logan Gray (Vengeance), Elisha Henig (American Vandal, Mythic Quest), Rachel Marsh (Before We Go), Jy Prishkulkni (The Birch), Izabela Vidovic (The Fosters, Supergirl) y Megan Stott (Little Fires Everywhere).

Escrita y producida por Seth Grahame-Smith (Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, The Hard Times of RJ Berger). Produce R.L. Stine. Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 13 de octubre

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Guilty Party (Paramount+)

Comedia negra en la que Beth Burgess (Kate Beckinsale; Underworld, Serendipity), una periodista sin prestigio, trata de salvar su carrera siguiendo la historia de Tony Plimpton (Jules Latimer), una joven madre que está en prisión y condenada a cadena perpetua por asesinar a su marido aunque ella dice ser inocente. Beth tendrá que lidiar con contrabandistas de armas, la cultura del clickbait o su propio pasado. Con Geoff Stults (Enlisted, Little Fires Everywhere), Laurie Davidson (Will, Cats), Andre Hyland, Tiya Sircar (The Good Place, The Fugitive), Alanna Ubach (Euphoria, Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce) y Madeleine Arthur (The Family, Snowpiercer).

Creada por Rebecca Addelman (Dead to Me) y dirigida por Trent O'Donnell (No Activity, New Girl). Producida por Addelman, O'Donnell y Beckinsale. Diez episodios.

Estreno: 14 de octubre

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I Know What You Did Last Summer (Prime Video)

Un año después del accidente mortal que estropeó la noche de la graduación, un grupo de adolescentes es perseguido por un asesino. Mientras averiguan quién es, descubren el lado secreto de su pueblo aparentemente perfecto y de ellos mismos. Con Madison Iseman (Jumanji, The Next Level), Bill Heck (The Old Man, Locke & Key), Brianne Tju (Light as a Feather), Ezekiel Goodman, Ashley Moore (Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping), Sebastian Amoruso (Solve), Fiona Rene (Stumptown), Cassie Beck (Connecting, Good Joe Bell), Brooke Bloom (Homecoming, Alpha House), Sonya Balmores (Inhumans), Spencer Sutherland (Afterlife of the Party), Chrissie Fit (Awkwafina Is Nora from Queens)

Basada en la novela de Lois Duncan (1973) en la que se inspiró la película de 1997. Escrita y producida por Sara Goodman (Preacher, Gossip Girl). Produce James Wan (Saw, The Conjuring). Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 15 de octubre

Estreno en España: 15 de octubre en Prime Video España

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Misfit: The Series (Netflix)

Tras la trilogía cinematográfica neerlandesa, Julia (Djamila) y las misfits trabajan en las canciones y las coreografías de un musical que la nueva directora quiere prohibir para que se centren en la disciplina, las notas y los estudios. Julia idea un plan para sabotear las reglas de dirección y trabajar en el musical en secreto.

Estreno: 16 de octubre

Estreno en España: 16 de octubre en Netflix España

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Day of the Dead (Syfy)

Oda a la película de George A. Romero (1985) en la que seis extraños intentarán sobrevivir en las primeras veinticuatro horas de una invasión zombie. Con Keenan Tracey (Bates Motel, The 100), Daniel Doheny (Brand New Cherry Flavor, Alex Strangelove), Natalie Malaika (The Color Rose), Morgan Holmstrom (I Still See You), Kristy Dawn Dinsmore (Vikings), Miranda Frigon (Aurora Teagarden Mysteries), Mike Dopud (Power, Arrow), Dejan Loyola (Saving Hope, iZombie), Marci T. House (iZombie, Julie and the Phantoms), Kevin O'Grady (Julie and the Phantoms, You Me Her), Matty Finochio (Once Upon a Time in Wonderland, The Order), Trezzo Mahoro (Van Helsing), Christopher Russell (UnREAL, Dirk Gently) y Lucia Walters (The 100, The L Word).

Escrita por Jed Elinoff y Scott Thomas, creadores de Raven's Home. Diez episodios.

Estreno: 15 de octubre

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Queens (ABC)

Cuatro mujeres de cuarenta y tantos se reúnen para intentar recuperar la fama y el estilo que tenían en los 90 cuando se convirtieron en leyendas del hip-hop con el grupo Nasty Bitches. Protagonizada por Eve (Eve, Feel Good), Naturi Naughton (Power, The Client List), Nadine Velazquez (My Name Is Earl, Six), Taylor Selé (P-Valley, The Deuce), Pepi Sonuga (Famous in Love, Ash vs. Evil Dead), Brandy Norwood (Moesha, Star) y Precious Way (Days of Our Lives, Partners in Rhyme).

Escrita y producida por Zahir McGhee (Scandal, Stumptown). Dirige el piloto y produce Tim Story (White Famous, Prince of Peoria).

Estreno: 19 de octubre

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The Girl in the Woods (Peacock)

Hay una colonia de carácter sectario en el noroeste del Pacífico que protege al mundo de los monstruos escondidos tras una puerta secreta en pleno bosque. Carrie (Stefanie Scott; A.N.T. Farm, Insidious: Chapter 3), una misteriosa guerrera, huye de esta colonia y trata de mantenerse a salvo en el pequeño pueblo de West Pine, donde se da un debate medioambiental entre mineros y activistas. Allí, Nolan (Misha Osherovich; Freaky, NOS4A2) y Tasha (Sofia Bryant, I Am Not Okay with This), mejores amigos aunque formen parte de distintos bandos, reaccionan de diferente manera ante la llegada de Carrie y de las fuerzas extrañas que comienzan a acechar el pueblo. Además, el antiguo mentor de Carrie (Will Yun Lee; The Good Doctor, Altered Carbon) tiene ahora la misión de encontrarla y obligarla a regresar a la colonia, donde deberá enfrentarse a las consecuencias de su deserción. Completan el reparto Kylie Liya Page (Ninja Assassin), Reed Diamond (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Designated Survivor) y Leonard Roberts (Heroes, Buffy the Vampire Slayer).

Adaptación de los cortometrajes de Crypt TV The Door in the Woods (2018) y su secuela The Girl in the Woods (2020). Escrita por Casey Modderno (The Birch). Krysten Ritter (Jessica Jones) dirige los cuatro primeros episodios y Jacob Chase (Come Play), el resto. Producen Modderno, Ritter, Chase y Jack Davis y Darren Brandl, de Crypt TV. Ocho episodios.

Estreno: 21 de octubre

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Invasion (Apple TV+)

Cuenta una invasión alienígena desde distintos continentes, con el punto de vista de un sheriff a punto de retirarse (Sam Neill; Jurassic Park, Peaky Blinders), un soldado en Afganistán (Shamier Anderson; Wynonna Earp, The Next Step), un matrimonio de inmigrantes sirios que viven en Long Island (Goldshifteh Farahani y Firas Nassar) o una inteligente miembro del control de las misiones del programa espacial japonés (Shioli Kutsuna, Deadpool 2).

Escrita y producida por Simon Kinberg (X-Men: Days of Future Past, The Twilight Zone) y David Weil (Hunters). Dirigida y producida por Jakob Verbruggen (The Alienist, The Fall). Diez episodios.

Estreno: 22 de octubre

Estreno en España: 22 de octubre en Apple TV+ España

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Inside Job (Netflix)

Para los empleados de esta organización secreta, las conspiraciones no son teorías, son hechos. Precisamente, es su trabajo mantenerlas en secreto. Cuenta con las voces de Lizzy Caplan (Masters of Sex, Castle Rock), Christian Slater (Mr. Robot, Dr. Death), Clark Duke (Greek, I'm Dying Up Here), Andrew Daly (Silicon Valley, Veep), Bobby Lee (MADtv, Love), John DiMaggio (Mythic Quest, Disenchantment), Tisha Campbell (My Wife and Kids, Dr. Ken) y Brett Gelman (Stranger Things, Fleabag).

Comedia de animación creada y escrita por Shion Takeuchi (Disenchantment, Gravity Falls). Producida por Alex Hirsch (Gravity Falls). Veinte episodios.

Estreno: 22 de octubre

Estreno en España: 22 de octubre en Netflix España

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4400 (The CW)

Reboot de la serie The 4400 (2004-2007) en la que 4400 personas ignoradas, menospreciadas o marginadas que han desaparecido durante los últimos cien años aparecen en un instante sin haber envejecido ni un solo día y sin recuerdos de qué les ha ocurrido en todo este tiempo. Mientras el gobierno corre a analizar la potencial amenaza y contener la historia, los 4400 deben afrontar su nueva vida y hacerse a la idea de que es probable que hayan vuelto por una razón específica. Con T.L. Thompson, Cory Jeacoma (Power Book II: Ghost), Ireon Roach (Candyman), Derrick A. King (Call Your Mother), Autumn Best, Joseph David-Jones (Arrow, Nashville), Khailah Johnson, Brittany Adebumola (Grand Army), Jaye Ladymore (Empire) y Amarr Wooten (Knight Squad, American Housewife).

Creada, escrita y producida por Ariana Jackson (Riverdale, UnREAL).

Estreno: 25 de octubre

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Colin in Black & White (Netflix)

Limited series que sigue los años formativos de Colin Kaepernick, el quarterback de los San Francisco 49ers y activista que durante la temporada de 2016 se arrodilló antes de los partidos mientras sonaba el himno nacional. Jaden Michael (The Get Down) interpretará una versión adolescente del jugador. Completan el reparto Nick Offerman (Parks and Recreation, Devs), Mary-Louise Parker (Weeds, The West Wing), Klarke Pipkin, Amarr Wooten (Knight Squad, American Housewife) y Mace Coronel (Nicky, Ricky, Dicky & Dawn).

Escrita y producida por Michael Starrbury (When They See Us). Producida por Ava DuVernay (When They See Us, Queen Sugar) y Kaepernick, que narrará la historia. Seis episodios.

Estreno: 29 de octubre

Estreno en España: 29 de octubre en Netflix España

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Swagger (Apple TV+)

Drama que explorará el mundo del baloncesto juvenil centrándose en los jugadores, sus familias y los entrenadores. Tocará temas como los sueños, la ambición, el oportunismo o la corrupción inspirándose en los años de juventud del jugador Kevin Durant. Protagonizada por O'Shea Jackson Jr. (Obi-Wan Kenobi), Isaiah Hill, Shinelle Azoroh, Quvenzhané Wallis (Beasts of the Southern Wild, Annie), Caleel Harris (When They See Us, Castle Rock), James Bingham, Solomon Irama, Ozie Nzeribe (Shameless), Tessa Ferrer (Grey's Anatomy, Mr. Mercedes), Tristan Mack Wilds (The Wire, 90210) y Jason Rivera.

Escrita, dirigida y producida por Reggie Rock Bythewood (Shots Fired, Players). Produce Durant. Diez episodios.

Estreno: 29 de octubre

Estreno en España: 29 de octubre en Apple TV+ España

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laannie0803 · 4 years ago

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Re-fancast (4): Brynden Rivers (Jarred Blakiston)

Lord Brynden Ríos, apodado Lord Cuervo de Sangre, fue hijo bastardo del rey Aegon IV Targaryen y Lady Melissa Blackwood, así como uno de los Grandes Bastardos.

A pesar de que Melissa fue finalmente apartada por Aegon IV en favor de su séptima amante, Bethany Bracken, Brynden mantenía estrechas relaciones en la corte debido a la popularidad de su madre.

Su medio hermano bastardo Aegor Ríos, apodado Aceroamargo, y Brynden sentían recelo mutuo, aunque ambos fueron reconocidos por su padre en su lecho de muerte. Por el contrario, Brynden mantenía muy buenas relaciones con sus medios hermanos, el príncipe Daeron Targaryen y Shiera Estrellademar.

Se le consideraba un poderoso guerrero y utilizaba la espada de acero valyrio Hermana Oscura, aunque prefería su arco largo de madera de arciano, que manejaba como un experto. Cuando su medio hermano ascendió al Trono de Hierro como Daeron II Targaryen, Brynden sirvió en su Consejo Privado en el cargo de Consejero de los Rumores. Durante esos años, Brynden se convirtió en el amante de su media hermana, Shiera Estrellademar; su medio hermano Aegor Ríos también la deseaba, lo que acrecentó la enemistad entre ellos dos. Se creía que Brynden era un hechicero siniestro, gobernando el reino de forma efectiva "con espías y hechizos". La canción Mil ojos, y uno más fue escrita sobre él.

Durante la Rebelión Fuegoscuro decidió permanecer leal a Daeron II Targaryen y lideró a un grupo de arqueros llamados Picos de Cuervo. En el Consejo, abogaba por una lección dura contra los rebeldes, ganando sobre el príncipe Baelor, quien por el contrario apostaba por la clemencia. En la Batalla del Prado Hierbarroja, perdió un ojo peleando contra su medio hermano Aegor Ríos. Sus Picos de Cuervo finalmente alcanzaron con sus flechas a Daemon Fuegoscuro desde 300 yardas de distancia. Daemon y sus hijos gemelos murieron. Por esto, se marcaría a Brynden como asesino de su propia sangre.

En 209 d.C., Brynden se convirtió en Mano del Rey, sirviendo durante el reinado de su sobrino Aerys I. El hecho más importante que tuvo que afrontar fue la Gran Epidemia Primaveral, que se cobró la vida de Daeron II, la de la Mano anterior, dos príncipes y decenas de miles de otras personas.

Siguió teniendo una participación activa en la segunda y tercera Rebelión Fuegoscuro, aplastando a los rebeldes aun que Aceroamargo siempre terminaba escapando. En el 233 d. C Aenys Fuegoscuro quería participar pacíficamente en este Gran Consejo, y Cuervo de Sangre le invitó y ofreció salvoconducto a Desembarco del Rey. Una vez que Aenys llegó a la capital, sin embargo, fue detenido por las capas doradas y posteriormente decapitado en la Fortaleza Roja. El Gran Consejo eligió a uno de los hijos de Maekar, quien fue coronado como Aegon V Targaryen. El primer acto del nuevo rey fue arrestar a Cuervo de Sangre por el asesinato de Aenys; Brynden argumentó que había sacrificado su honor por el bien del reino, pero Aegon se negó a que Brynden quedase libre. Le ofreció vestir el negro en lugar de la muerte, lo que Brynden aceptó.

Cuando el maestre Aemon navegó en la Dragón de Oro rumbo hacia el Muro en 233 d.C., fue escoltado por el amigo del rey Aegon V, Ser Duncan el Alto de la Guardia Real, y acompañado de una "guardia de honor" de reclutas de la Guardia de la Noche. Eran 200 hombres y prisioneros, y entre ellos estaban Brynden Ríos y varios arqueros de sus Picos de Cuervo.

Brynden fue elegido como Lord Comandante de la Guardia de la Noche en 239 d.C. Sin embargo, desapareció en una expedición más allá del Muro en 252 d.C.

Bran Stark descubre que Lord Cuervo de Sangre, bajo la identidad del Cuervo de tres ojos, se encuentra viviendo desde hace mucho tiempo con los Hijos del Bosque en una cueva más allá del Muro, y que es el último verdevidente.

Lo considero uno de mis personajes favoritos, único, leal, inteligente y hábil. No era interesado o agresivo como sus otros medio hermanos bastardos, estuvo de lado de su hermano Daeron y de sus descendientes hasta que tuvo que irse.

Era el puto amo aun después de muchos años.

Lord Brynden Rios, nicknamed Lord Blood Raven, was the bastard son of King Aegon IV Targaryen and Lady Melissa Blackwood, as well as one of the Great Bastards.

Despite the fact that Melissa was finally set apart by Aegon IV in favor of his seventh lover, Bethany Bracken, Brynden maintained close relationships at court due to the popularity of his mother.

His bastard half-brother Aegor Rios, nicknamed Aceroamargo, and Brynden were suspicious of each other, although both were recognized by their father on their deathbed. On the contrary, Brynden maintained very good relations with his half brothers, Prince Daeron Targaryen and Shiera Estrellademar.

He was considered a powerful warrior and used the Dark Sister Valyrian steel sword, though he preferred his long weirwood bow, which he wielded like an expert. When his half brother ascended to the Iron Throne as Daeron II Targaryen, Brynden served on his Privy Council as the Counselor of Rumors. During those years, Brynden became the lover of his half sister, Shiera Estrellademar; her half brother Aegor Ríos also wanted her, which increased the enmity between the two of them. Brynden was believed to be a sinister sorcerer, effectively ruling the kingdom "with spies and spells." The song A Thousand Eyes, and one more was written about him.

During the Darkfire Rebellion he decided to remain loyal to Daeron II Targaryen and led a group of archers called Raven Peaks. In the Council, he advocated a hard lesson against the rebels, winning over Prince Baelor, who on the contrary was betting on clemency. In the Battle of Prado Hierbarroja, he lost an eye fighting his half brother Aegor Ríos. Their Raven Beaks finally hit their Darkfire Daemon with their arrows from 300 yards away. Daemon and his twin sons died. For this, Brynden would be branded as a murderer of his own blood.

In 209 AD, Brynden became Hand of the King, serving during the reign of his nephew Aerys I. The most important event he had to face was the Great Spring Epidemic, which claimed the life of Daeron II, that of the previous Hand. , two princes and tens of thousands of other people.

He continued to have an active participation in the second and third Fuegoscuro Rebellion, crushing the rebels even though Aceroamargo always ended up escaping. In 233 d. C Aenys Fuegoscuro wanted to participate peacefully in this Great Council, and Cuervo de Sangre invited him and offered safe conduct to King's Landing. Once Aenys reached the capital, however, he was stopped by the golden cloaks and later beheaded at the Red Keep. The Great Council chose one of Maekar's sons, who was crowned Aegon V Targaryen. The new king's first act was to arrest Blood Raven for the murder of Aenys; Brynden argued that he had sacrificed his honor for the sake of the kingdom, but Aegon refused to let Brynden go free. He offered to wear black instead of death, which Brynden accepted. When Master Aemon sailed the Golden Dragon for the Wall in 233 AD, he was escorted by King Aegon V's friend, Ser Duncan the High of the Royal Guard, and accompanied by a "guard of honor" of recruits from the Night guard. They were 200 men and prisoners, and among them were Brynden Ríos and several archers from his Crow Peaks.

Brynden was chosen as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch in AD 239. However, he disappeared on an expedition beyond the Wall in 252 AD.

Bran Stark discovers that Lord Blood Raven, under the identity of the Three-Eyed Raven, has been living with the Children of the Forest for a long time in a cave beyond the Wall, and that he is the last green-seeer.

I consider him one of my favorite characters, unique, loyal, intelligent and skillful. He wasn't interested or aggressive like his other bastard half brothers, he sided with his brother Daeron and his descendants until he had to leave.

He was the fucking master even after many years.

#brynden rivers #aegon iv targaryen #melissa blackwood #daeron ii targaryen #barba bracken #aegor rivers #bethany bracken #shiera seastar #daemon blackfyre #blackfyre rebellion

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snatching-ishidates-wig · 4 years ago

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It was nine o’clock.

Madame Ney was still waiting in the ante-room of the Tuileries, happily ignorant of the hour that had been fixed for her husband’s death. Shortly after nine the Duke de Duras came to her. He was deeply touched by her grief, and when she told him she was waiting to see the King he said to her: “Madame, the audience you have asked for with the King would now be useless”. He had not to say any more. She understood, and broke out into a wild burst of weeping. Madame Gamot took her back to her home more dead than alive.

The body of Ney was left lying where he fell for a quarter of an hour. Curious onlookers gathered round. Some were full of grief, and an old soldier dipped his handkerchief in the pool of blood as if to keep a relic of his former chief. Others openly expressed their delight at the accomplishment of this act of vengeance. One rider trotted his horse across the ground and leaped it over the prostrate body. The story ran that he was an Englishman. One hopes that this was not true, and that even in the strange crowd of adventurers of all nations that had been drawn to Paris, there was no Englishman base enough thus to insult a brave enemy.

Source: Marshal Ney: The Bravest of the Brave, A. Hilliard Atteridge.

#Ney #Marshal Ney #Maréchal Ney #Michel Ney #Napoleonic history #French history #La Mort du Maréchal Ney

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eretzyisrael · 4 years ago

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Has Joe Forgotten Joseph?

Now there arose a new king over Egypt, who knew not Joseph – Ex. 1:8

Ever since the day there arose a Pharaoh in Egypt who “did not know Joseph,” the dialectic of the Jewish people in diaspora has been the same. The Jews are first welcomed and treated well, but in time they grow numerous, and acquire wealth, influence, and position in society. They do exceedingly well. The reason for that is fraught with controversy, but the fact is undeniable.

And then the locals become unhappy with them. Perhaps they feel threatened, perhaps envious, perhaps greedy for the possessions amassed by the Jews. Perhaps they simply are repelled by the stubborn otherness of the Jews. Then the majority rises up, places restrictions on them, persecutes them, impoverishes them, expels them, murders them, or all of these.

It happened in Egypt, in the Roman Empire, in England, Spain, Byzantium, the Russian Empire, Iraq, and of course 20th century Europe. Over and over. Finally the Zionists realized that the only way to break out of this dialectic was to return to Jewish sovereignty, create a Jewish state of, by, and for the Jewish people. After a difficult struggle and a particularly horrific episode of large-scale mass murder, they succeeded to build a state in the historic homeland of the Jewish people.

But then the dialectic did not disappear. Rather, it raised itself to a higher level of abstraction, with the whole world playing the role of the diaspora nations and the Jewish state that of their Jewish communities; hence the expression “Israel is the Jew among nations” (usually attributed to Golda Meir).

Just like the various kings, princes, and sultans who adopted or spurned the Jews, the nations of the world took positions about the Jewish state. But as she became stronger and wealthier, and her people happier and more successful, resentment against her rose up throughout the world. Just as the Jews were accused of murdering Christian children to obtain their blood, the Jewish state was accused of horrendous crimes against Palestinians. A notorious parallel, called a 21st century blood libel, was the allegation that the IDF had murdered young Mohammed al-Dura, which became a cause célèbre for Israel-haters worldwide. Just as Jews were seen in medieval Europe as evil creatures for their refusal to accept the doctrines of Christianity, today Israel is called a racist and apartheid state.

What has happened is that while traditional Jew-hatred (although growing strongly under the radar, especially among lower economic classes in the West) has become at least publically unfashionable, misoziony, hatred of Israel no less extreme, irrational, and obsessive than Nazi antisemitism, is burgeoning. International institutions like the UN have adopted it as a pillar of their “moral” edifices, and it has become a litmus test for ideological purity on the left.

This didn’t happen by itself. It was a deliberate consequence of Soviet cognitive warfare. Starting in the 1960s, the KGB deliberately amplified anti-Israel sentiment, and worked to create it with every means at its disposal. The Soviets, well understanding the power that misoziony inherited from its Jew-hating roots, emphasized the demonization of Israel in its propaganda, contributing greatly to its strength and spread. In particular, the false identification of Zionism with racism and apartheid was a KGB creation.

Official American policy has been relatively non-misozionist since Harry Truman played the role of Cyrus the Great to the Jewish state in 1948. Elements in the State Department have always been biased against Israel to some extent, but in general US policy was rational, even friendly unless American interests (mostly connected to oil) dictated otherwise.

With the Obama presidency, America’s Mideast policy became driven by more than strict considerations of US interests. Barack Obama saw himself as motivated by moral concerns, but his moral principles were those of the contemporary Left (with a contribution from black liberation theology). He absorbed the Soviet conception of Israel as a colonialist exploiter of people of color, and saw Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu as a personal foe.

But he knew that the American people, especially including Evangelical Christians, weren’t ready for a president who would explicitly denounce Israel as a state that ought not exist. So he employed a dual strategy. On the one hand, he repeatedly assured Americans that he was committed to the security of Israel (“an unbreakable bond”), and he supported military aid to Israel, which sent a message of support while it provided leverage to control her, and weakened her domestic military industries.

On the other hand, he worked to weaken Israel and strengthen her enemies, including the PLO but especially Iran. The nuclear deal (JCPOA) with Iran, which had the effect of protecting Iran’s nuclear program instead of dismantling it, was a direct threat to Israel’s continued existence. And yet, the tortuous explanations of how this arrangement would benefit the US didn’t hold water. What is there about “death to America” that he didn’t understand? What is there about Iranian-sponsored drug trafficking that is in America’s interest? Had the Iranian regime ever done anything in response to the gifts it received from the US other than increase its support of terrorism and push harder to expand its sphere of influence, so as to surround its intended victims (Saudi Arabia, Israel, Jordan, and Egypt)?

The answer is that Obama had replaced the traditional interest-based policy with one based on his understanding of morality. Unfortunately his ignorance of history and skewed ideology produced an equally skewed morality, in which there is no room for a Jewish state. American policy had sometimes been less than supportive of Israel when the perception was that US interests required it. But for the first time, it became ideologically anti-Israel.

Obama was replaced by Donald Trump in 2017. Whatever his motives, Trump’s actions in both the symbolic and the concrete realms were consistently pro-Israel. In particular, he took the US out of the dangerous JCPOA and increased pressure on Iran, both by means of sanctions and by assisting the targets of Iran’s aggression, Israel and the Sunni Arab states. Trump’s policy severely weakened the highly unpopular regime in Iran (Obama had supported the regime when it was challenged domestically by the Green Movement in 2009).

Trump and his movement were defeated in a remarkably rancorous and brutal election struggle that left the US bitterly divided. The Joe Biden administration has chosen its foreign policy team almost entirely from former Obama Administration officials, and has appointed some particularly anti-Israel individuals to key positions, including those that will be concerned with Iran. In his first days, Biden has reversed several of Trump’s actions relating to the Palestinians, restoring aid to the Palestinian Authority and UNRWA, the UN Palestinian refugee agency, reopening the Jerusalem consulate that was the unofficial US embassy to “Palestine,” and pledging to allow the PLO office in Washington to reopen.

But it is in connection with Iran that the intention to continue Obama’s policies are the most concerning. Although Secretary of State Anthony Blinken (the “good cop” in the administration) has said that Iran will get no sanctions relief until it “returns to compliance” with the JCPOA, Biden has already given Iran several important gifts: he has said he will remove the Iran-sponsored Houthi guerrillas in Yemen from the list of designated terrorist organizations; he will no longer sell arms to Saudi Arabia in support of its war against the Houthis; and he has suspended the impending sale of F35 aircraft to the UAE, an Iranian enemy and recent ally of Israel.

Israel has been waiting for Biden to call PM Netanyahu, because Netanyahu wants to present evidence about Iranian nuclear development, and argue that rejoining the JCPOA as it stands or with minimal changes would be a serious error. Biden apparently would prefer not to have this conversation, which might result in an open break with Israel. So far he hasn’t called.

I don’t know where Biden himself is at, or indeed if he is at anyplace at all. But it seems certain that the new administration has returned to Obama-era policies on issues of concern to Israel. I wonder if any of them have questioned the rationality of helping the misogynist, homophobic, dictatorial, terror-propagating, expansionist Iranian regime get nuclear weapons?

Does the existence of a Jewish state bother them that much?

Abu Yehuda

#Jew Hatred #US-Israel Relations #Zionism

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steveezekiel · 2 years ago

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YOUR FAITH AND CONVICTIONS WOULD BE TESTED 2 [Daniel 3b]

1. “Nebuchadnezzar the king made an image of gold, whose height was sixty cubits and its width six cubits. He set it up in the plain of Dura, in the province of Babylon.

6. “and whoever does not fall down and worship shall be cast immediately into the midst of a burning fiery furnace.” ”

Daniel 3:1,6 (NKJV)