#Kýrie

[zmarylou]

stop trying to keep us alive you're pointing at stars in the sky that already died, you can't force the stars to align when they've already died oh, we've died. p.o.v. mary-louise(parte 1)

sugestão musical para leitura. @silencehq

As mudanças repentinas de humor em Mary indicavam que a mente da semideusa estava maquinando algo indevido. Quando a ruiva guardava um segredo, nunca era coisa boa. Suas idas escondidas à biblioteca, meses de pesquisa incansável, mostravam sua resiliência, uma qualidade que também podia ser um defeito. Quando Mary-Louise, filha de Zeus, colocava algo na cabeça, dificilmente alguém conseguia fazê-la mudar de ideia.

Há meses, ela tentava encontrar uma forma de ver Carter mais uma vez, mesmo que apenas por alguns minutos. Ela precisava vê-lo novamente como precisava de ar em seus pulmões. A alucinação ainda assombrava o fundo de sua mente; a sensação de ser eletrocutada até virar pó parecia menos dolorosa do que ver a expressão de Carter naquele pesadelo. Mary sabia que não era real, mas por que agora estava disposta a correr qualquer risco para vê-lo?

Dias e dias se passaram, e Mary visitava a biblioteca, lendo grimório após grimório e refletindo sobre o resultado de sua maldita missão, todos os problemas que enfrentara por conta do grimório amaldiçoado de Hécate. Ela havia perdido uma perna, e agora, após o baile, estava perdendo a sanidade mental - ou o que restava dela. Encontrou alguns feitiços, mas como não possuía magia, suas opções se estreitaram a um ritual.

No meio da noite, Mary escapou pela janela de seu dormitório e se dirigiu a um local mais distante e menos frequentado na floresta. Criou uma pequena fogueira e começou a preparar os itens: o cálice de ouro que antes estava no altar de seu pai, a câmera que pertencera a Carter, uma foto dele retirada de seu scrapbook, mandrágora, valeriana e uma erva de poderes magníficos - pouco se sabia se essa erva conectava ao mundo dos mortos ou apenas provocava alucinações, mas ela pagaria qualquer preço para vê-lo.

tw: ferimento auto-infligido, ingestão de sangue, alucinação.

Pegou uma de suas adagas e arranhou a mão, vendo o sangue rubro escorrer livremente. Posicionou a mão sobre a boca do cálice, vendo-o encher pouco a pouco. Depositou no cálice também os outros itens. Fechou os olhos e sentiu uma energia elétrica fluir de suas mãos para o cálice, ouvindo a estática da eletricidade no metal. Sussurrou o encantamento: "Kýrie tou thanátou, se parakaló, epétrepsé mou na do aftón pou éfyge allá den tha xechasteí poté, tis psychís mou prosféro éna kommáti gia na do ti cháthike." Seus olhos brilharam como quando usava seus poderes, mas desta vez, ao invés de cintilarem em azul, brilhavam em um tom de âmbar, refletindo o fogo da fogueira à sua frente.

Mary então moeu a erva καρπός θανάτου e, após submergir o dedo indicador no próprio sangue, misturou-o com o pó, levando-o até a gengiva. Primeiro veio o entorpecimento, seguido pela tontura e uma sensação estranha, mas o que fez seu coração parar foi a voz que ouviu.

"Mary? O que você está fazendo?" Se era o fantasma de Carter ou uma assombração, Mary não sabia, nem se importava. Tudo o que queria era vê-lo novamente, e talvez por isso não hesitou em correr para seus braços, abraçando-o firmemente.

"Eu senti tanto a sua falta…" Sua voz quebrada já não tinha motivo para esconder sua dor. Sentir os braços de Carter ao seu redor era tudo que podia pedir e mais; era surreal.

"Não temos tempo, meu bem, na verdade nosso tempo acabou há muito tempo atrás." Não importava o que ele dizia, tudo que importava era que ele estava ali. Finalmente, ela poderia ao menos dizer adeus.

[cursedcorn]

@iambecomefear said: 𝟶𝟹. sender declares themselves god to the receiver. :)

the smallest turn of their head. they blink, long and slow. considering. there's something to be said about playing into his mania. something else entirely about whose mania it'd be in the first place.

"Kýrie eléison, klûthi mou."

lexi's voice dips with the intonation, but there's no tone to it. like so much else, it rings--hollow. their left hand doesn't still, chicken-scratch notes and molarities.

[magadeqamar]

Mi Señor, como un silencio desbordado desde mis ojos afloran los deseos que me hacen Hembra de hueso ferviente. Y de las cumbres de mi piel nacen invocaciones que se consagran a Tus Dedos, a Tu Boca y a la espina caricia de Tu Deseo arremolinando, entre mis pliegues, el desvelo de Tu Carne [...].

El siempre, que es menguante ante la apetencia, y eterno ante la Entrega que se ofrece a Tus Pies descalzos cuando mis alas se encadenan al deseo de volar y Mi Voluntad se inclina ante el gesto de Tu Mano.

“Kýrie" ©ɱağa

—Oración de Pecado—

Si deseas, puedes pasarte por El Pecado y leer completo: https://eltactodelpecado.blogspot.com/2022/01/kyrie.html

Imagen:  Iness Rychlik – In Mourning

[gemsofgreece]

[Context for non-Greek speakers: the American spokesman addressed our (male) PM  as “Your EXCENCY, MRS Prime Minister Mitsotakis” and Biden then said “Greece remembers that when dictators and strong men seek to dominate the neighbors, there is only one answer.... ACID. ACID.”]

BTW I love how the spokesman messed up words like “exohótate” and “kýrie” but handled perfectly the word “prothipuryé” 

[treatiseongrace]

Kýrie eléison

[the-shy-artisan]

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Kýrie, eléison down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison through the darkness of the night Kýrie, eléison where I'm going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison on a highway in the night

[extasiswings]

Kýrie, eléison

[imasallstars]

The cover art for 「 THE IDOLM@STER CINDERELLA GIRLS STARLIGHT MASTER 26 美に入り彩を穿つ 」album has been released and the album is set to be released on 20th of February 2019. It will also feature a new solo songs sung by Ranko Kanzaki, and will also include the SS3A version of Aikurushii

Tracklist:

Tr.01　 Into The Most Beautiful Colors（M@STER VERSION） 　Lyrics: Kei Noguchi        Music&Arrange: Cher Watanabe  　Singer(s)：Sae Kobayakawa, Syuko Shiomi Tr.02 　 Kýrie of Dreams ~ Tune of The Fallen Star~ 　 Lyrics: Yairi, Karasayu Sabo       Music&Arrange: Powerless   　Singer(s)：Ranko Kanzaki ( CV: Maaya Uchida ) Tr.02 　 Aikurshii ~For SS3A rearrange Mix~ 　 Lyrics&Music: Ayumi Tamura     Arrange: Shuuhei Mutsuki 　Singer(s)：Hiromi Seki, Nono Morikubo Tr.04　 Into The Most Beautiful Colors （M@STER VERSION）  off vocal Tr.05　 Kýrie of Dreams ~ Tune of The Fallen Star~ ( off vocal ) Tr.06　 Aikurshii ~For SS3A rearrange Mix~ ( off vocal )   Bonus Track Tr.07　 Into The Most Beautiful Colors （GAME VERSION） 　 Singer(s)： Sae Kobayakawa, Syuko Shiomi

[unikittybigbrightworldau]

OC “Wiki Pages”: Lee

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Nicknames (aka): Cherry Man (by Unikitty)

Affiliations: Travelers’ Boutique & Tour Center

Friends: Swanna (best friend), Unikitty, Richard, Puppycorn, Hawkodile, Dr. Fox, Brock

Enemies: Master Frown, Sgt. Wolf, Richard (formerly)

Color: Red, green

Special Features: Blank expression, long green stem, ability to float and levitate objects

Character Influences: Nurm (Minecraft: Story Mode)

Likes: Adventuring with Swanna, weaving

Dislikes: Losing his day pack

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/him

Birthday: July 17

Quote: “H’lo.”

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Debut: Broken and Frozen

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Maraschino Lee is a character in Unikitty!: Big Bright World. He is Swanna’s best friend and tourism business partner. 

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Physical Appearance: Lee is a red floating cherry with a long green stem. The top of the stem is bent like a straw. There is a green leaf poking out at the bottom. He has small black dots for eyes, and his mouth is in a straight line. His face is usually blank. 

Personality: Lee doesn’t talk very much. However, he has his own ways of expressing his emotions, like how he blushes when he’s scared. He is also helpful to Swanna and their friends. He’s very intelligent and also has a sense of protectiveness. He likes to always come prepared. 

Abilities: Lee is able to float. He has a talent for weaving, and he helps Swanna make clothing.  ——

Trivia

Lee’s birthday is the day after Cherry Day, which is July 16.

As confirmed by Jezabat, Lee can indeed speak. He just doesn’t do it often.  

He is implied to have a crush on Swanna, but she hasn’t yet told him she doesn’t feel the same.

Swanna calls Lee by his last name because she considers it to be a professional thing to do.

In real life, Lee is a common English, Chinese and Korean surname. 

In Vietnamese, it is spelled Lý. 

In the Korean and Chinese versions, Lee is called 버찌 (beojji) and 樱桃 (yīngtáo), both of which mean “cherry,” while his last name is still Lee.

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In Other Languages

Arabic: ماراشينو / "Marashinu" (Maraschino)

Spanish: Señor Marrasquino

German: Herr Kirsche

Swedish: Herr Körsbär

Italian: Signor Maraschino

Swahili: Lee

Portuguese: Senhor Marasquino

Korean: 이 버찌 / "I Beojji" (Cherry Lee)

Japanese: リー / "Rī"

Chinese: 李 樱桃 / "Lǐ Yīngtáo" (Cherry Lee)

Polish: Pan Wiśnia

Greek: Κύριε Λι / “Kýrie Li” (Mister Lee)

French: Monsieur Marasquin

Russian: Ли / "Lee"

Hindi: श्रीमान चेरी / "Sriman Cheri" (Mister Cherry)

Thai: นายเชอร์รี่ / "Naishirry" (Mister Cherry)

Turkish: Bay Kiraz

[dragonofthestone]

Rough but not the worst he’d heard from someone unfamiliar with the language, and was even impressed at his attempt at rolling the R. The Amestrian accent he had definitely affecting the pronunciation a bit much like Maeus’ own Cretan accent sometimes caused him to fumble.

He smiled nodding, “Not bad for a..first,” Bido was trying his best and as long as he could get down the basic pronunciation that was what mattered most. And learning this way meant he wouldn’t have to fall into the trap of trying to pronounce things the way they are spelt.

“Hmm,” A good name for a crab, there wasn’t anything to standout-ish, sorta dark. Briefly he humoured the thought of naming it after his brother but quickly pushed the idea aside.

He watched the crab move about, stick still grasped within its claws and that’s when he noticed one claw was bigger then the other. Whether it was a trait of the species or the poor fellow had run afoul with something and had to regrow it, was a fact likely known only to the the crab itself.

“Kýrie Nýchima,” He decided. “Mr..um....sorry. Don’t know.” Unfortunately it was also a word that he didn’t know the proper translation for, especially with having other meanings he wasn’t sure if Amestris would have different words depending on it’s use as they did.

“That.” He pointed at the crabs partially raised claw, waving the stick.

dragonofthestone​:

“Really?!” His tail started excitedly swishing it was hard to say who was more excited about this. Maeus’ heart skipped and jumped at their eagerness to learn his language.

With a smile he let himself drop down from his semi squat position, still partly playing with the crab.

“Chaíromai pou se gnorízo, me léne Bínto.”

He spoke once at normal speed so he could hear how the words flowed, before repeating it slower so he could hear each word. Which was helpful for him to, as some sounds were a bit harder to make with a semi- forked tongue.

“Chaíromai pou se gnorízo…”

The rolled ‘r’s were clumsy on his tongue. But he repeated the phrases a few times, trying to copy Timaeus’ cadence and pronunciation. To his (admittedly unfamiliar) ears, it sounded a little like Aerogonian; but then, he supposed, the two countries were neighbors.

He’d have to try writing it down once he got home. But for now, he had more to ask. Like…

…Hm? The little crab, still slowly meandering around on the sand, almost seemed to be waving its grasped stick in the air, as if demanding the chimeras’ attention. Bido laughed softly and pointed his thumb in its direction.

“What’s his léne? I think he deserves one, if he’s going to be hanging out with us.”

Timaeus had been the one to spot the crab. It was only fair that he be the one to name it.

[stgrfunw57835]

26th Arrival Devotion Toward The Second Advent He who testifies to these things Αυτός που καταθέτει σε αυτά τα πράγματα Aftós pou katathétei se aftá ta prágmata says, "Yes, I am coming soon." λέει, "Ναι, έρχομαι σύντομα." léei, "Nai, érchomai sýntoma." Amen. Come, Lord Jesus. Αμήν. Έλα, Κύριε Ιησού. Amín. Éla, Kýrie Iiso��. Revelation 22:20

[pandaplaya]

“Baby baby, don't you cry Wipe away that tear from your eye Sailing on a sea of blue In my dreams there’s a place for me and you Where all your hopes and all your cares They all get out through tiny tears Baby babe don't say a word In this life you get all that you deserve I'm sorry that I made you cry I can't believe that I'm just an ordinary guy When all in all is said and done It can be only won by one And now I'm 29 years old And I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Baby babe, don't say a word In this life we get all that we deserve I'm sorry that I made you cry I can't believe I'm just an ordinary guy I can't believe I made you cry I can't believe that made you cry I can't believe this makes you cry C chord to F chord U2 chord Resolve Seaport (It's coming, it's coming...) To airport U2 chord (I've learned my lesson well, I'm well...) Resolve See you (I'll see you, I'll see you...) I'll feel you (I'll see you, I'll see you...) I'll leave you (I'll leave you, I'll leave you...) Behind Kýrie eléison”

[rainbowjay20]

“Kyrie”

Kýrie, eléison Kýrie, eléison Kýrie

The wind blows hard against this mountainside Across the sea into my soul It reaches into where I cannot hide Setting my feet upon the road

My heart is old, it holds my memories My body burns a gem-like flame Somewhere between the soul and soft machine Is where I find myself again

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light

When I was young, I thought of growing old Of what my life would mean to me Would I have followed down my chosen road Or only wished what I could be

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light

Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel (will you follow?) Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? (will you follow) Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel (yeah) Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? (will you follow?) Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light

Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel (will you follow?) Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night

Kýrie, eléison Where I’m going, will you follow? (will you follow)

[insomniousnyc]

Day 81/100 - Kýrie, eléison, down the road that I must travel. Kýrie, eléison, through the darkness of the night. Kýrie, eléison, Where I'm going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison, on a highway in the light. . #100dayproject #80smusic #mrmister #pattern #patternobserver #patterndesign #textiledesign #art #textiles #fabricdesign #fabric #wallpaper #prisma #licensing #printandpattern #camel #modernfabric #surfacepattern #modernnursery #spoonflower #illustrator #patternaday #illustrationdaily #print #surfacedesign @spoonflower (at New York, New York)

[petespectives]

#MisterMister #Kyrie #kyrieeleison #1985 // One of my all-time favorite tunes... and it just so happens that I was returning from a funeral and contemplating life and faith. The phrase "kýrie, eléison" means "Lord, have mercy" in Greek... and I love that my Lord continually grants mercy in my life — Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel. Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night. Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow. Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light. // #80s #80sMusic #karaokecommute #lipsyncdriving #lipsynckaraoke

[ipsyb]

K: Kyrie #AtoZChallenge

Kýrie: a religious petition for mercy.

(A kyrielle which is the present poetry form comes from kyrie and is written in rhyming couplets or quatrains and contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain.)

They said we had to be covered

the fault lay in the clothes we wore

quietly, we bowed, made no fuss

but they said they did not hear us.

We muttered kyries, we sang the songs

to candle light…