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heylinfanclub · 1 year ago
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Well the nEWS IS IN folks.
My Uncle won't rly be back to work-work til like, the new year. So, no financial assistance still. Even then, every day I recognize he is an old man in poor health just like my dad was & focusing on how he financially assists me over his health is FUCKING ME UP INSIDE. But he has, considerable support. I have, one pillar of safety that I can only pray is stable.
I did put in my application for state disability & my CM said I sounded very genuine in my case (good?). But hooo my Case Manager is moving so I may be getting a new one Or Not & idk how that's gonna affect the process or my mOOD
Half Brothers going to his half sisters for Thanksgiving, he said I could come but I said nah cause, well, I'm not related to that side of his family, it's,,, weird,,, isn't it? idk,,, I'd feel weird. I have so many half siblings it's weird how they also have half siblings that are just, detached from my existence??
Ole Friend isn't gonna be able to invite me over for the Hols like she has the past two years for reasons I get. But ough. Plans... no plans now.
I have $9 in food stamps. :x
Ouugghh Please I want meat and potatoes for the Food Holiday.
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2samey · 4 years ago
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okay i change my mind- darius little bro now <33
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scarlett-vixen · 2 years ago
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more beel thoughts to heal the soul: i just finished a five hour shift at a restaurant, so my feet, back and arms are mega sore (standing and doing nothing but washing dishes will do that to ya lol), so i’m thinking about coming to the HoL after an exhausting day and having beel waiting at the door for me 🥺 he’d offer to carry me to my room ofc, and since mans considerate he’d probably have a bath all ready so that i don’t have to stand in the shower. and then afterwards he’d bring snacks to my room and snuggle with me OUGH
it’s yearning hours for your friendly neighborhood🍔 anon
OH BUT ALSO!!!! He’s so happy you’re home and ready to spend time with you that he just sits by the tub with big puppy eyes because he just adores you, or he’ll help you wash your hair if you let him.
Afterwards he absolutely gets you all snuggly warm in bed, retrieves smacks for you two, then crawls in bed to curl up next to you. He’ll ask about your day and listen to you tell a funny story/ramble/complain or whatever you feel like doing because he’s just so absolutely in love and enjoys hearing you talk!!
Bonus: the boy carries you anywhere and everywhere if you let him because “humans have such little legs” and totally not because he likes to hold you since you basically feel like a bunch of grapes to him :)
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bestworstcase · 22 days ago
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@pinkrosealice
Thank you so much for the further explanation, I think most if not all of your speculation is incredibly sound! But just so I'm not misunderstanding your point your argument is that The Monarch at The Crossroads is The Wheel correct? Or are you arguing that the Monarch is a Hod from Stone that has otherwise not been explicitly named? And The Black Dove refers to not The Monarch himself but a Name of the Monarch who would eventually ascend to become the Hour known as the Ivory Dove? At the risk of causing further confusion and or time lost on wild speculations, how do you think that tracks with the information we got in Hol in relation to a certain Black Wolf and Rowena, and how this all might relate to The Wolf Divided and Ys? Regardless your enthusiasm for the lore of these games is so commendable and inspiring!!!! So again thank you for your response. It certainly gives me a lot to think about!
i'm normal ab the wolf-divided come closer
OUGH okay so. the six attested gods-from-stone—wheel, flint, tide, seven-coils, horned-axe, & the egg unhatching—do seem pretty inarguably to have been the only gods-from-stone at least insofar as 'from stone' is taken to be a discrete category as opposed to a catch-all for the pre-lithomachy ruling hours usurped by the gods-from-blood and light. my thesis broadly is that the gods-from-stone originated from the wood and the house of the moon—that is (in biblical terms), the pillars of the earth.
the gods-from-stone are of particular importance vis-a-vis the events of the lithomachy for obvious reasons; however, they were not the only hours around during that time. the Nowhere-hours existed as well. disciplines of the scar hushery commit makes the implication that the mansus exists at all because of conflict between the gods-from-stone and the Nowhere-hours:
The Mansus is the fortress in dream raised by the gods-who-were-stone. Nowhere is the inevitable scar beneath it. Monstrous, the gods-from-Nowhere; but cruel, the gods-who-were-stone.
similarly, the priest can give this sermon:
'In the House of the Sun, the dance of the angels of Glory does not cease. Those who were cast down, wave or wound or snow, are gone from the House, and as long as their parts in the dance are filled, they may never return. Therefore let us join hands, and add our little steps to the dance.'
two of these are unambiguously gods-from-Nowhere—snow, and the blackbone—while the third is evidently the giribrago, who seems to reside in the glory based on what very little we can glean about him. and these are all hours who were 'cast down', which is the same sort of language used elsewhere to describe the extirpation of the gods-from-stone.
and of course even in the present, we find Nowhere-hours exerting influence and wielding in some cases considerable power beyond Nowhere; the mare-in-the-tree, for example, is both the third hour of calyptra and the sister when the sister-and-witch are not conjunct (with the applebright being the witch in relation to the mare).
likewise the vagabond has gone Nowhere and i would argue that she ought to be considered a god-from-Nowhere as well as from flesh for several reasons (the traveler is always returning and is thus, in a way, always nowhere; her painted river flows up into the mansus from nowhere; neither the vagabond nor nowhere can truly be kept out).
the point being that the Nowhere-hours may exist outside the laws governing the, for lack of a better term, gods-from-somewhere, but their exile is imperfect and likely always has been—just as alukites are monstrous outlaws but the ligeians wield immense power as Names of the Twins and holders of the keys, the gods-from-Nowhere are an exiled class of abyssal gods but some have been quite successful in establishing footholds of power in the upper realms.
it's just that this is impolitic to acknowledge, in-universe. the Nowhere-hours don't count, and things like (for example) the malachite's liaisons with the mare-in-the-tree are regarded as anomalous and kept secret (even if poorly) because they are forbidden.
hence: the monarch-at-the-crossroads is/was a god-from-Nowhere contemporaneous with the gods-from-stone. as i said, broadly my theory is that the gods-from-stone ruled over the house of the moon,* the woods, the bounds, with the house of the sun being its enigmatic reflection—before the dawn, night, so to speak. given that context, it makes sense to me that the house of the sun might have been ruled by a Nowhere-hour.
(*i consider the meniscate to be a god-from-stone as well as from light for this reason; she presides over the house of the moon now and she "was born in the moon from light")
there are a handful of references to the house of the sun during this period (e.g. in the book of dissolution) and all note that it was different in some fundamental way.
now consider that:
one tradition holds the mansus to be a fortress raised by the gods-from-stone in the course of their conflict with the Nowhere-hours.
the wood, the bounds, and the house of the moon are all conventionally figured to lie beneath the house of the moon, between Nowhere and the mansus.
it is the gods-from-blood and light who are said to have opened the ways into the house of the sun, and nearly every attestation of the gods-from-stone locates them in the woods or the bounds.
…so it actually makes quite a bit of sense for the gods-from-stone to have been in conflict with a Nowhere-hour whose domain existed above theirs—the Sky. the firmament. the Thirty Birds who had dreamt themselves out of Nowhere to become the Monarch-at-the-Crossroads. (in the allegorical sense this also tracks: one builds a house to protect oneself from the wind and the rain.)
and this loosely follows the biblical order of creation: first the separation of day from night, then the parting of the waters, then the formation of the earth, then vegetation, then celestial bodies, then birds and fish, then the beasts of the land. the monarch-at-the-crossroads in this reading represents the parting of waters; and the gods-from-stone presided at the emergence of land from the sea (flint, tide, seven-coils), the growth of the wood, the creation of celestial bodies (wheel and egg unhatching, sun and moon). and then the lithomachy begins with the birds of the air and the fish serpents of the sea.
now all that said
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one thing i think worth keeping in mind with regard to the Nowhere-hours is that they are, in effect, chthonic powers – they are not dead per se in the sense that the gods-from-stone or the sun-in-splendour are dead, but they also do not seem to be considered alive per se (and certainly if "the oldest living hours are the gods-from-blood" then the Nowhere-hours who are older must necessarily be unliving.)
death is down – death is Nowhere – and 'dead' is also not an immutable state of being but rather seems to be understood as the act of descent itself (cf the major forge victory: "I  am Nowhere. Nowhere is lit by lamps of black nephrite. In Nowhere, we hear the voices prophesying. In Nowhere it is very cold. But it is always possible to be deader." – if death is down then "deader" implies "deeper"). and because the passage from life to death can be figured as a threshold, the sanguine exception applies – the door must open both ways, that is, the dead can rise back into life.
we can find any number of examples demonstrating this principle (the thunderskin, the sister-and-witch, elegiac winter-long…) but it's also interesting to consider with regard to the Nowhere-hours. what does it mean to be from Nowhere? a thing that begins in the depths and seeks to rise can't be dead (because it hasn't ever died) but it also isn't exactly alive. i think – and this is very tenuous, i don't have firm textual evidence – that the Nowhere-hours may be sort of reverse-psychopomps, in that rising from death is possible fundamentally because the Nowhere-hours are down there and striving in the other direction.
now, the serpents & venoms hushery commit:
In the dawn times the sun was lower, so we gave it our blood. From our blood it knew us, and so it was kinder. Its serpents brought us its poisons to drink, and so we died. But we only died a little, and so we dreamed, and returned the next day to give it our blood again.
infers an equivalence between death and dreaming – and that suggests some interesting things about how the monarch-at-the-crossroads came to be as per the sky determination 'we came from nowhere': the Thritige-kind "dreamed themselves out of black glass, to be their own Monarch." this is, as i noted previously, overtly drawn from 'the conference of the birds' and the last thing the birds in the poem must do to achieve enlightenment or reawakening as the simorgh they seek is self-annihilation. death here is figured as metamorphosis.
likewise in the secret histories, the Thirty Birds dreamt themselves out of Nowhere, and dreaming is figured as a kind of dying; thus, the monarch-at-the-crossroads became so by rising-from-death. but the Thritige-kind weren't really alive to begin with because they came from Nowhere, and i think this is the key. the monarch never died, but he came to life from death.
who leaves a place without entering it?
put a pin in that for a moment. let's talk about rowena and the black dove. and henavek.
first point: like vak, henavek is a god. (conversations on this subject between yvette and arun indicate there is one tradition which regards vak and henavek as sister and brother, and another – or possibly the same – that they're lovers.) denzil "refers to it as 'Tavas Mytern' - perhaps 'the King Tongue' - and speaks not of 'it' but of 'him', as if the language were a living king indeed."
both commits for henavek get at the 'as above, so below' conceit ("what starts in the roots, ends in the sky" and "what starts in the sky, ends in the earth"). this is a thematic idea that comes up again and again in relation to certain particular hours but the most salient repetition is the birdsong commit for leaves & thorns:
The gardener's first lesson is this: look up. What starts as weather ends in the world, what starts as sky ends in the soil. This is what the birds know, and the birds know most things first.
now. the monarch-at-the-crossroads is the thirty birds is the sky, the winds—the breath. one tradition holds that speech, that language opened the way into dreams; speech is the first wound and first weapon and first key. and this is, evidently, not a metaphor, or at least not wholly metaphorical, given that ebrehel… exists. ebrehel is 'the word of god.' ebrehel, gatemaker, scarsword, is the shapt of an hour. ebrehel was to be borne by a king against the city unbuilt, it's associated with the presence of worms, and the exile finds it in the church of st marzanna the white—which is either an epithet for snow or a name of hers, or both.
it follows for ebrehel to be the monarch's shapt – it opens the way for worms in the same manner the thirty birds dreamt themselves out of nowhere, and the connection between speech and breath and the winds is intuitive. thus my inclination is to identify henavek, the king-tongue, with the monarch-at-the-crossroads.
which brings us to the black dove:
Coquille asks Yvette what she knows of the line of Kelemdu, the 'Black Dove'. Yvette describes a Henavek folk-tale in which the Black Dove is assigned the wardenship of the Moon-marches by Henavek himself - a folk-tale associated with Brancrug.
and:
Serena and Yvette discuss the death of the Marcher Lord Gwilym Ddu, 'Black William', in which the nuns of St Brandan's might - might - have been implicated through their dealings with the old powers of the hills… Yvette brightly suggests there might have been some linguistic confusion between 'Gwilym Ddu' and 'Kelemdu', the Black Dove... but Serena puts her finger to her lips.
(<- cf 'ud rocashaas' and 'annals of st brandans')
the backstory here vis-a-vis rowena and kelemdu gets laid out by connie after the affair of the rising while (if given 'a pale lady and a prince of wines'):
Eva Dewulf was a many-times-great daugher of Rowena of Ys, and of Kelemdu the Wolf. Yvette, we suspect, is a daughter of Eva's line - descended both from Ys and from the Dewulfs.
so. one of rowena's epithets is "wolf-wife" and if kept on as secretary persistent she'll reference "my kelemdu." connie believes that only one of them was immortal when rowena gave birth. the story yvette recounts of kelemsu's appointment to wardenship of the moon-marches by henavek aligns with the black dove being a name of the monarch-at-the-crossroads; rowena seems to have gone long later than that – perhaps even as late as 600 AD, but i personally am in the camp of rowena being, or having been, queen lagiah and in that case she might be the first alukite. (but not the oldest. important distinction.)
which is to say, if connie's putting the pieces together right, rowena bore kelemdu's child when she was mortal and later devoured that child after growing long – but not before that child had children of her own. and then however many generations later, giles dewulf ran off with hafren waters.
yvette's insinuation that kelemdu may have been identified with black william is not, i think, altogether baseless. ud rocashaas:
An anonymous confessional account of unsanctioned activities by the nuns of St Brandan's. The title is a Henavek phrase that might be translated as 'the spirit flees the shadowed places.' The author writes guiltily of her dealings with hill-children and Carapace-relics - she suggests she herself has a connection with one of the Carapace-kinds. Most of these dealings are trivial, but she claims to have arranged the death of the Marcher Lord William de Braose, called Black William... De Braose' wife, Eva, evidently seeks the Abbey's help to free her from her hated husband. Subsequently he is found in the bed-chamber of the wife of Llywelyn the Great, Prince of the Welsh, while attempting to negotiate the marriage of his daughter (also Eva) to Llywelyn's son. Llywellyn takes this badly, de Braose is hanged, the elder Eva inherits his estates and makes a substantial endowment to St Brandan's. In the author's telling, de Braose was 'innocent of all but cruelty' and the adulterer found in the bed-chamber was a shape-changing 'undergoer'...
note that translation of the title – the spirit flees the shadowed places – and the author's implied connection to "one of the carapace kinds." which kind? well, she tells us in the title; the kind that fled the shadowed places. the kind that dreamt itself out of Nowhere. yvette, who speaks henavek and is well-versed in the folklore of bancrug, is – i believe – making this connection because kelemdu, or a remnant of kelemdu, was involved in arranging the disgrace of gwilym ddu.
there are also some eyebrow-raising similarities here in what went down between eva dewulf and abraham wheelock and, notably, connie will only mention kelemdu if you give her 'a pale lady and a prince of wines,' the one book about eva dewulf that provides a detailed account of her relationship with wheelock. so there is some sort of real connection here that yvette has noticed.
now this incident – the death of black william and subsequent patronage of st brandan's by eva de braoise – is also mentioned in the annals, along with the construction of the winter tower and the death of abbess nonna…
…who was devoured by black elie.
the relevant texts here are 'the most sorrowful death of lady nonna' and 'the shadow in the stair' with circumstantial support from elie's books ('commandments for the preservation of all that exists', 'a journey to the grove', and 'the secret colours'), tied together by this pair of conversations:
Stanislav asks Douglas about the death - reputedly murder - of the Abbess Nonna, almost six hundred years ago. Douglas acknowledges it's technically within the Bureau's jurisdiction; and that the Bureau doesn't recognise any statute of limitations short of eternity; and adds that he has a great deal on his plate; but promises to look into it, and asks Stanislav some incisive questions about rare poisonous herbs.  Douglas has been looking into the six-centuries-past death of Abbess Nonna. He's questioned unspecified sources that he doesn't share with Stanislav, and concludes that Nonna was possessed by a Name of the Blackbone and 'put down' by her sistren - 'nasty business, but best thing for it.' He and Stanislav discuss the herb-mixtures that might have laid her open to that possession.
…and elie herself. if the institute allies with ys:
'My first calling: to preserve what exists. My second calling: to preserve what exists as it is. An alliance with Ys will do little for the second; but it is necessary for the first.'
if it's foe is nowhere:
'I was called on to extract a Worm from the spine of a shepherd. It had been in there almost twenty-eight days, but it showed no signs of development. I have learnt of other such cases: the Worms are weakening. I will not speculate as to why. I do not trust it yet.'
if its agenda is peace:
'For so long I have striven to keep the world afloat. So many times, my efforts have been undermined by treachery. This Institute has done nothing like that… yet. I dare to hope.'
serena says she's nectar-long, which might seem like an odd pull for name of the blackbone—except that the blackbone has associations with earthquakes and nectar is the aspect once called blood, which (as i discuss here) seems to have been a grail-precursor and thus associated with the sea. and while black elie is apparently free now, the details of her biography and present interests align with the prophecy of the weaver's tale:
There is a prophecy among weavers: of one who will unwisely seek to find the future in a tapestry of her own hair. Her house will grow dark, shrouded in the labyrinths of her tresses. Pilgrims will seek her in the cellar of her house, where she will plead with them to cut her free. They will always fail, and she will always devour them. At last one will come who will ask instead to stay with her. Others will join them, until the house becomes a palace and the palace a city, below the world, where all are welcome and in the tapestry all truths are revealed.
we know (from her 'commandments') that elie was entombed in an 'unmarked sepulcher' and also (from all three of her books) that elie had a keen interest in prophecy; the killasimi text (textile?) 'one thousand threads' supports reading elie (the prophetic 'matriarch of the well') as the weaver in the prophesy.
and the description of the "tenebrous spirit" which possessed lady nonna, which ernestine peterhans later nicknamed the donkerling and douglas identifies as a name of the blackbone, aligns precisely with the prophesied behavior of the imprisoned weaver: she will plead for freedom and devour all who try to set her free, until at last one asks to stay with her. and then they'll raise the city unbuilt.
(eva dewulf is the one who asked to stay with her. but we don't have time to unpack that rn so let's just leave it at "the wolf-name coelle drowned herself" and "rowena implies drowning is a fundamental aspect of wolf-ascension" and "the blackbone gets namedropped in 'the crossing to moon' for a reason" and "who was teresa looking for in port noon in 1932")
final point, black elie has the aspect fear: nowhere ("This one understands the all-consuming horror of the gods-from-Nowhere") but that in itself is ambiguous – is it feeling all-consuming horror about the Nowhere-hours, or understanding the all-consuming horror felt by the Nowhere-hours, all of whom seem desperate to escape Nowhere? – and thus not necessarily in contradiction with elie being the name of a Nowhere-hour.
wheeze. ok
the point of all this is to get to cygnifer <3
the other eye of the serpent:
In which the heresiarch Cygnifer attempts to resolve certain mysteries of Lightning. Cygnifer considers Lightning to be 'the division, the connection, the joined serpent.' The Serpent's Eye is said to be the Sun - but as the division and connection, it must have a second Eye. Cygnifer considers and rejects, three times, the hypothesis that the Moon is the Serpent's other eye, insisting that it and the Sun do not share a nature. (This, as much as the Serpent business, is what got him burnt by the Church.) He proposes that the Serpent's teeth are towers, that the Serpent's mouth is a gate, that the Serpent is the 'devourer of Ys'... and 'therefore' that the Serpent's other eye is amber.
WHY ARE YOU BURNING HIM. HE'S RIGHT
some facts.
the spider door is also known as the serpent gate (and 'the wrong door')
anbary & lapidary ("'Lightning is a little life, and jewels are its eyes'—Eva Dewulf") aspects sky/forge, same as the sky determination; anbary means lightning.
the wolf-divided is represented by the tower card – traditionally depicted as either a lightning-struck tree or lightning-struck tower. see also: orthos wood, tower revek, & the furious tantra.
the wolf-divided is 'the wound of the sun's division', but the received and shuritic versions of the book of suns intimate that the wolf existed in some form before the lithomachy.
the wolf-divided is associated with wind and the smell of ozone – lightning – and with shipwrecks (cf the mausoleum of wolves, "a faint descending howl, like metal tearing in the hull of a ship") and drownings (coelle, name of the wolf).
there's a snake ->
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some more facts:
wolf-snow?? wolf-snow it's right there. snow that eats flesh.
"Death alters; Snow endures" (husher, on putrefactions & calcinations)
'Here is your paint,' whispered the Wolf to the Pale Girl. 'Here is your knife-for-scraping. And here is your face.' (a child's treasury of golden afternoons)
snow – not the elegiast! – is the patron hour of hush house.
'chione at abydos' was published by an 'apollo fireweaver' in 1892.
sir david greene, eighth librarian of bush house, embezzled funds from the nocturnal branch and eloped with an 'a.f.' in 1903.
'abydos unveiled' ("An oil painting of a city foundered in snow. Behind its bleakest tower, a sickle moon rises.")
nix abolix. fucine for 'snow unmaketh'. lmao
ok. ok.
snow is a Nowhere-hour. Nowhere is an abyssal cosmic ocean and it's also death. every other winter-Hour is associated with the sky somehow – the elegiast is an aviform hour, the horned-axe has horizon and dusk/dawn associations as a threshold guardian, rags and the madrugad are from light. how come snow is from Nowhere?
and, in the same vein, how is it that the lightning is "the serpent that devoured ys" – that is, the sea? why is the wolf's howl the sound of "metal tearing in a ship's hull" and why is it that drowning is how the wolf's names ascend?
and what happened to the monarch-at-the-crossroads? well
points at fucine the queen's weapon
There is a story known to smiths: of a Queen whose realm was invaded by a great army. When she learnt that there were nine invaders for every defender, she ordered her army to surrender its swords. Night and day her smiths laboured to melt down the swords to bronze, while her generals threatened mutiny and the enemy advanced unhindered. They used the bronze to cast a Bell, but each time the Bell was rung, it cracked and had to be recast. At last on the night before the invaders reached the city, the Queen surrendered her crown to the casting. When at dawn the smiths rang the Bell, it cracked the moon like an egg and drove the sun from the sky. The invaders fled. But the Queen without a crown was no longer any queen at all.
this is about ys:
Ys, by her arts, found the strike-tone that shakes the Hours. For this reason among many of the Hours discourage traffic with Ys. But a bell cast with this secret could speak the Ys-note...
and here's memory: storm:
There are storms great enough to shake the moon from the sky, and one's thoughts from one's skull.
and – last piece – there's sabazos, a phrygian sky-god associated with sabazine (whose commits concern port noon and sabazine), and whom yvette may discuss with arthur:
Yvette raises the subject of Sabazine again with Athur. She has been reading of the god Sabazos, who brings madness by deploying the weapons of speech-in-silence. Arthur has heard of these techniques, and very cautiously shares a very little… [Lesson: Sharps]
and what are sharps commits about? speech tearing open the way to dreams. so that makes a clear connection to ebrehel and to the monarch-at-the-crossroads, but the idea of 'speech-in-silence' is of winter and specifically in the vein of snow's tradition that speech is a wound.
historically sabazios is fairly obscure, but one of the icons associated with him is a hand with a serpent twined around the wrist. the greeks associated him with zeus and dionysus, and strabo linked him to zagreus – whom the secret histories identifies with the thunderskin.
the thunderskin is also identified with marsyas, the musician satyr whom apollo flays alive to punish his hubris.
now, apollo wasn't associated with sabazios, but he was a god of music and poetry and prophecy (among other things), later associated with the sun. wolves, various birds (ravens, crows, swans, and hawks), and serpents were all sacred to him.
in one myth, apollo sends the white crow corvus to spy upon coronis and, when the bird reports her unfaithfulness, apollo turns its feathers black in rage; the beachcomber – a god-from-flesh depicted as a black crow and described as a "voyeur" who tells tales of the forbidden liaisons between the mare-in-the-tree and the malachite, and in orthos wood:
This is the great oak where the masked Crow once roosted. Lightning has split it from head to heart, and the tree is charred and rotting.
…the cultist's expedition finds the charred, lightning-struck remains of the beachcomber's nest. and besides the black dove, the monarch had a name called the white crow.
so.
in essence, before the lithomachy began, i think the monarch-at-the-crossroads ruled the lower skies—the firmament, the house of the sun. and another god-from-Nowhere (who may be identified as or otherwise a patron hour of ys; generally i just call her the Sea) ruled over the sea—Nowhere. birds of a feather, worms of a scale.
'the dream of the conspiracy of the lower skies' implies that the hours' fear of the crime of the sky is not abstract:
Damaon suggests that the Hours have constrained their rivalry to avoid a war within the House of the Sun. He identifies the 'Fear of the Crime of the Sky' as the reason that Hours do not satisfy other passions. He speculates on the horrifying possibilty of Hours turned alukite. 'What then would they devour?'
– that it has happened before. the 'crime of the sky' is the crime that the sky committed. the moth is the thought that was shaken from the monarch's skull; the red grail is the blood that was spilled; the forge is the fire of the moon that fell from the sky when the monarch and the sea came together.
(on the forge being born from a fallen moon/meteor impact, see the star-shattered fane and line that up with what we know about the unwise mortal and the flint and the egg unhatching.)
there is always an element of violence involved in the crime of the sky – union through the creation and consumption of one's offspring – and this is the point where it gets a little strange, because gods-from-Nowhere aren't really alive and can't really die, as such. death alters; Snow endures. and Lightning is 'the division, the connection, the joined Serpent.' i think the Sky and the Sea ate each other and in doing so became the Serpent, who is both of them.
and then, during the intercalate when the forge of days divided the sun-in-splendour, the Serpent was divided and became snow and the wolf-divided. both of whom are still the serpent, who is still the monarch and the sea. because Nowhere-hours don't die, they change. and – remember that i said this:
who leaves a place without entering it?
of the monarch-at-the-crossroads ascending from death without ever having died. well. that is one of the chandler's enactments.
the chandler's wish:
The author makes a passionate argument that the Hour named Chandler is in fact the oldest, even though he does not exist, because he is - supposedly - the culminating event of a plan that precedes even Grail and Moth.
sometimes the chandler is attested as male, sometimes female. they both do and do not exist; the chandler is the culminating event of a plan set in motion before the grail and the moth existed. the chandler will arise through the second dawn.
what precipitates the second dawn? the wolf-divided eclipses the other solar hours – feasts upon them – and through their deaths, becomes whole again. snow awaits the sun in the mausoleum of wolves. the sky and the sea become the serpent becomes the wolf and snow become the chandler.
wheeze.
last thing. the monarch is identified with sabazios, whom strabo associated with zagreus – the thunderskin.
sabazios is strongly associated with zeus, apollo's father; apollo is the serpent, lightning, who scorched the white crow's feathers black.
apollo flayed marsyas. marsyas is the thunderskin. why is he called the thunderskin?
sabazios was also identified with dionysus: zagreus was sometimes identified with the orphic dionysus, child of zeus and persephone.
marsyas was a devotee of cybele who challenged apollo to a musical competition and lost. secret histories traditions hold that the thunderskin was sacrificed by the red grail for ambiguous purpose – to appease the horned-axe, to protect her, to challenge the twins' dominion over the heart principle, to seal the pact of the triple knot. 'apollo and marsyas' implies that marsyas was flayed before he became a name of the red grail.
The Skin of Marsayas gives oracles, and is later smuggled to Phrygia, where the priestesses of Cybele use it for a drum. At the climax, the striking of the drum drive would-be violators of the priestess to suicidal madness. The opera ends with a wistful hymn from the youngest priestess on the beauty of mountain pines.
when did the crime of the sky become a crime? serena can raise this question:
Fraser and Serena speak of Antaios, who might have been a child of Name-emanations of the Flint and Wheel. Fraser wonders why, if Antaios' forebears were immortal, they did not suffer the urge to devour him. Serena provokingly asks when he thinks the Crime of the Sky first became a Crime... 
now consider this: marsyas was a poet and musician who went long beneath the serpent – apollo, who flayed him and came to regret it. he then became a devotee of the red grail, one of the three offspring of sky and sea who had slain the wheel, the flint, and the tide.
the name-emanations of the wheel and the flint bore offspring with each other without being inflicted with the all-consuming hunger for their offspring because, serena suggests, they did so before the crime of the sky was outlawed. the hunger is the punishment.
the horned-axe demanded restitution for the slaughter of the wheel, the flint, and the tide. so the red grail sacrificed the thunderskin, who loved the malachite, and the malachite gave him up. at this point the thunderskin was certainly long and may have been a name; the malachite likewise had ascended to hourhood. and the thunderskin was both a (symbolic) child of the sky-sea union – having gone long under the serpent – and devotee to one of the real offspring. and he loved the malachite, with whom he might have produced offspring.
he was a proxy for sky-and-sea, for the serpent and its offspring. the crime of the sky became a crime through this treaty between the red grail and horned-axe and malachite, which established the law and its punishment – the insatiable hunger to both punish the parents and insure the offspring's demise, so that the violence enacted upon the wheel, flint, and tide could never happen again.
(the skin-drum of marsyas drives would-be violators of cybele to suicidal madness – the thunderskin beats to protect the skin of the world – the red grail compels those who commit the crime which created her to devour their offspring so that she will never be slain by the child of two gods, as she herself did to the tide. this is the reason for her involvement in the intercalate as well.)
he's the thunderskin. the skin of the serpent who is lightning, killed in effigy. and then he returned from death through the peacock door – vak – to preserve the law.
killasimi the weaver's tale is about black elie (and eva dewulf). killasimi the carpenter's tale is about governor collers.
deep mandaic the jeweler's tale is about the monarch at the crossroads (the butterfly-keeper) and the unwise mortal (the jeweler) and the egg unhatching (his egg). deep mandaic the chandler's tale is about the chandler (obviously) and her witness and the red grail but to be more precise it's about how the chandler is in fact the oldest hour.
fucine the queen's wound is about snow and the sky. fucine the queen's weapon is about the serpent. both of these are the same story. sabazine the fisher's tale is about ys. sabazine the sailor's tale is about noon. all of these are the same story.
ramsund the falconer's tale and the thief's tale are two halves of a secret.
ericapaean when i get you…
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rsmrymnt-tea · 3 years ago
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do u think Satan would knit little sweaters for kittens and puppies? maybe a little beret? yes or yes but you’re crying as you say it
-@barbabetos
ahsjshaja GRAY!! GRAYYYYyyyYyyYyYyY OOGIGIGUHFFHF
i think about this a lot tbh like… he would. he really would. I have whole brainrot dedicated to this whejsjs I fully believe in Satan The Animal Rescuer and Shelter Donator so ofc he makes sweaters for the little ones that have trouble staying warm and in his free time makes blankets that get donated to animal shelters around the Devildom ;w;
Okay okay like imagine. It’s been a bit more peaceful in the HoL than usual, and while Lucifer’s grateful, he’s also suspicious. Even more so because it’s Satan who’s been notably absent from causing chaos in his life, which tells him that he’s probably planning something big because the pranks are usually one facet of his stress relief.
So Lucifer’s on the lookout for anything off, even more so when he sees him come home with some bags of something that seems to be from the craft store. It’s been a few weeks, and he’s realizing that maybe Satan’s not up to something—then he hears it.
Muffled barking coming from Satan’s room.
Lucifer doesn’t even knock, he just enters Satan’s room ready to give him a scolding, questions of what he’s been doing already half left his mouth
Then the scene before him registers. There’s a box of little puppies on the floor by his bed, all of them looking at Lucifer in surprise. One of the puppies is on Satan’s bed, and Satan himself is trying to measure out the width of one of them as he’s kneeling beside it.
On the bed is further explanation of what he’s been up to. Balls of yarn, knitting needles, and a sweater that looks too big for the puppy, actually.
Lucifer notices that some of the puppies are already wearing sweaters that were clearly knitted by a novice. A couple sweaters looked a little lumpy, but some bore signs of improvement and attempts at making patterns.
Satan’s glaring at him. Lucifer clears his throat.
“Carry on then—though I expect to see you in my study tonight.”
Satan grumbles out a “fine” before Lucifer leaves and closes the door behind him. Maybe he’ll let this slide.
Satan meanwhile breathes a sigh of relief that Lucifer just left them alone and starts giving all the puppies pets and scritches to calm them down ;w; And goes back to re-measuring the puppy on his bed before making some adjustments to the sweater he was trying to make >.<
Idk I just really love the idea??? Got carried away thinking about it ahsjsha oops but my goodness aaaaaaaaa I wanna shake him up�� The mental image of him making little green sweaters that match the ones he’s got… little hats that have little knitted versions of his horns ough…
@barbabetos
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humminghalo · 5 years ago
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He llo my d ear love ly frien ds ! !
I apolo gize for my lon g abse nce , b ut I am so rr y for n ot be ing ab le to be the re for ever yone at onc e , n ot for my absen ce in and of it sel f .
I was car ing for my FRIE ND wwho was g oing thr ough a toug h ti me .
He is ok a y now tho ugh , he is gr owi ng as a bei ng on th is ear th and he is doin g so well and I am s oo pproud of hi m ! !
I am als o pro ud of all of y ou , my fr iend s . I am pr oud of th ose wh o hol d ou t throu gh ha rd tim es , I am pr oud of tho se who ar e happy and all ow themsel ves to be happ y , I am pro ud of eve ry sing le on e of y ou for be ing aliv e anothe r day . You are all d oin g so we ll . I am so gl a d yo u are arou nd . I wis h ever y sing le one of y ou all the luc k and happin ess in th is wworld . Thin gs ma y not alwa ys go we ll , but reme mber that you hav e a ligh t with in yours elf brigh t eno ugh to lea d you eve n throu gh the dar kest time s . You are so strong .
Go ah ead now , to be d , int o a new da y , or carr y on , wha teve r you are up to ! I know at hea r t that thin gs will be we ll even tuall y .
I lov e yo u , my ffriend s .
,.. ❤️
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himboholhorse-moving · 5 years ago
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💕 🕹 🌡 📷 📅 📏 🔑 📖 📝 🌐 🐷 🎥 📻 🎁!
Aaaah so many to answer !! Thank you !!
💕 Your two top fave fictional characters
So I’m gonna b... Old here for a second. #1 favorite of all time will always be Hawkeye from “M*A*S*H” and that’s a favorite that’s going all the way back since I was a Young Child. #2 position currently being held by all the “Stone Ocean” protags... Foo Fighters if you’re out there I’m available-
🕹 Video game you are currently playing
A three-way tie between Pokemon X, Tomodachi Life, and Nintendogs + Cats... Tomodachi Life is so chaotic and fun I just made Hol Horse and can’t wait to see what’s gonna happen.
🌡 Fave season
Winter !!! I’m a January snowstorm babie and I LOVE the cold... and yet I am attending a beach college...
📷 Post the 12th photo from your phone’s gallery
Tumblr media
For context... #1 I have butterfingers n screenshot things accidentally when I try and turn down the volume on my phone bc I was listening to the something so this got screenshotted but #2... yesterday I introduced Beez to a very Mom phrase. I was talking about Pucci
📅Your birthday
January 15th !! I turn 21 on a Wednesday if my schedule gets planned out in the way I want it I’ll have a 10am class the next day so :^)
📏 How tall are you
I am a whole 5′2″. Meanwhile... relative of mine is 7′2″...... Tommy Burleson I’m coming for ur kneecaps sir
🔑 Key to your heart
OUGH this is gonna sound cheesy but I am very fond of love letters and love poems... and also just like. actually listening to me and paying attention as I talk. The Bar Is SO Low but even friends can’t meet it ! We love 2 see that...
📖 Fave book
For some reason I rlly liked “The Things They Carried” by Tim O’Brien... am also fond of “Hamlet” because I’m a Nerd and a Fool.
📝 Fave quote
Ok so there’s a poem I really love called “Invictus” and I’m getting the last two lines of it as a tattoo but I LOVE the whole final stanza which is: “It matters not how strait the gate, / How charged with punishments the scroll, / I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul.”
Like when I read that for the first time I went APESHIT... I love it SO much
🌐 Languages you can speak and/or are learning. Which are you fluent in
Well English is my first and primary language and the only one I’m wholly fluent in, but I can understand German fairly well! I can kinda read it alright and understand what someone is saying but Do Not ask me to converse in it. I Will Die. I have retained a bit of Spanish and French from middle and high school which means [Kel Mitchell voice] I know some of these words!!
But I’ve wanting to learn Russian for some time !! My dad knows Russian and I’ve only picked up the odd phrase and sentence from him but I’d like to learn more !!
🐷 Junk food you can never get enough of
Swedish Fish... I will go HAM for some Swedish Fish... Also cookie dough I’m a mess of a human but also a trash compactor... Lays potato chips tho, I will lay my life down for those bad boys 
🎥 Fave film
This changes all the time I HATE being a film major n film bitch... but I’ll always love “Miracle” because I’m a hockey WHORE.......... “The Thing” is also up there and so is “Berkeley Square” WHICH I WISH WAS ON DVD but I don’t think that’s ever gonna happen... This Is Why You Shouldn’t Like Old Movies 
📻 Fave song currently
I’m cheating here bc I have 2 but both are from “Revue Starlight” and I am currently going ham over that series djhskdfj but it’s “Hokori to Ogori” (”Pride and Arrogance”) and “Koi no Makyuu” (”Love’s Wicked Pitch”). It’s moreso the latter right now but both SLAP and are also on Spotify with all their songs
🎁 Best gift you ever received and why
Oooooh, I gotta think about that one... it’s rlly hard to pin stuff down nowadays because What Does True Happiness Feel Like Again and uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it’s been awhile !! But I’d say the leather jacket I got for my 18th birthday because my family doesn’t really have a whole lot of money so them to shell out that much for me meant a lot. And also seeing “Singin’ in the Rain” that day !! I got to see it in theaters and it was super nice and fun :^)
Thank you for all the questions !!! I really appreciate it !!! 💜💜💜💜💜
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informedinterest · 3 years ago
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MCSM - a more Real..
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           eyes
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speak
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fort
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not
hing
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 p
t
o
Lukus
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thu
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   Ivor
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g
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scientific
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plant
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the
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essence
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apothecary,”
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      e
      r
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    k
   “Jesse
     stay
    here,”
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    “ what
       are
       you
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       g
      her
      e?
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    Iriat
     te
     d,
   “Mr.
   Ivor
   sir,
    I
  was
 hoping
  to
 give
 this
  to
 you
 be
 fore
the
sho
w,”
“Yes,
Yes-
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  ly
glancing
  at
 th
 e
thin
 g
Mouth
 agape
 at
 th
 e
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  r
 Skul
  l,”
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he
 ld
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h
 e
 r
h
a
n
d
s,
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   thank
    you,”
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    p
   your
   sel
    f
   to
   t
   h
   e
  di
   a
  monds
    in
   th
   e
 ches
   t
 o
 ve
  r
ther
   e,
   “
“Sir,
 thes
  e
  aren’t
 diamonds,
   these
    are
 moissanite,
     .”
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     we
    should
     te
      l
       l
     hi
     m
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       y,”
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          e
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         b
         e
      im
      por
        t
       an
        t
        t
        o
       h
        i
       m,
        ”
       “Don’t
        wanna
        mess up the
        show,”
          ,
       Petra
          &
      Jess
       e,
     Mak
       in
       g
       it’
     ba
       c
       k,
      an
       d
    Me
      e
      t
      in
      g
    A
     xl
      e
     the
      re,
     “ Axel
       wha
         t
       ar
        e
       yo
        u
       doi
        n
        g
      h
      e
       r
      e
       ,
       ”
       “Oh hey,”
       Munching on
         a bowl
          of
        pret
         ze
           l
           s
       “guys,
       Gabriel
         stop
         pe
        d
         by
        our
        buil
        d,
       sai
      d
       it
     was
    “Clas
     s,
     and
    gav
      e
     me
   “this
      ,
    [Sev
      eral chains with the words
       “back
         stage
        pas
         s
         e
         s,
         ” etc
         hed
          on
         th
         e
          m
         ,”
        “ Luk
           as
         wen
          t
          t
          o
         giv
         e
        yo
        u
      you
        r
        s
      J
     ess
       e,”
    “Gill
       is
     geek
       in
       g
     Out
    over
  Ga
   briel,
  Olivia’s
    tal
    kin
    g with some
    Pl
     an
      n
     e
     r
     s
     ,-
    “
   “Oh
    hey
   Petr
    a,
   I requested
    one
     for
     you,
    Though don’t think you need it since you’re a
    distributor
    an
    d
   al
    l,
   ,”
 Petra
  smil
    in
    g,
   sly
    ily
   tak
     in
     g
   ou
    t
   he
    r
“dis
 trib
  u
 tor,
  ”
 tag,
“Anywa
     y
  we
   can
   ’t
    sto
    p
     t
     o
      tal
     k
     no
     w
    a
     x
     l
     e,
     “
 “Hav
    e
   t
   o
  r
  e
 tur
  n
som
  e
th
  i
 n
 g
 to
 on
  e
  o
  f
 th
 e
guest
 s
 ,
 ”
 ,
“That
woul
 d
  be
 his
Room
,”
 Jesse asked quickly as Petra lightly pushed him forward (from be
   hind,
   as he slid on
     ward
      s,
       “Yeah, t
         ‘The door clicked
        sh
         u
          t behind
         th
         e
         m,
        A flight o
         f
       stai
        r
       s ,
     “Well,
       this
        is,
      ambitious
           ,
           “
        “Are you
         kidding
       having to build
          stairs
      all the way down in
         ice,”
         ,
        “ I had no idea that Ivor was such a
           builder
            architect
            ,
            ”
        “ It’s a shame it’s so
         Dark in here,”
        light
           ing up a
          light,
           As they made it through what
         see
         med to be
        big
        book
        shelves
         ,
        The li
       ghts
      flick
       ed
       on
     sud
     den
     ly
    Jesse  
   gras
    ping a
   han
   d
   on
  her
   mouth
  (For no
   part
   icular
   re
   a
   s
   o
   n
    ,
“ Nice
    to
   see
    me
   again,
     no,
     no,
      “
    ‘B
     e
      en
      a
      lon
     g
     tim
      e,’
      ,no”
      “FI
       nally
       out
       of your
      sh-“
       “Mr.
        Ivor,
         sir,
          “
      “Aagh,”
          ,
        Petra
        pe
         eping into the
        dar
        k
        nes
        s, of the
      di
      m,
        ly
        li
        t,
     dun
      g
      eo  
      n,
     “I’m
      her
       e
      to ask you about the
     dia
       Pe-
     moissan
       it
       e,
       yo
        u,
       gav
         e,
        me
             ,”
            -
        “It’s
          ,
          ”
       “Get
        Out
         ,”
       “But-“
      “Get out before I call
           security,”
           ,
          Petra
         Slink
          e
          d,
       Jesse
      follow
         ing
       quietly
       after
          ,
       “Well
        at least
        we got
        our
        an
        sw
        er.
         Come’ on let’s go join the
        others
         before the
           show
           st
            arts,
          “Jesse,
            I was lo
            ok
             in
             g
            all
           over
            for
            you,
             -“
          Lukas
          “Axel
         already
          ,told
            us
             ,
          ”Course
  he
 did,”
gruff
   ly,
  just
   as
  pana
   l,
Ivor
  “Finally out of the dark
 nes
   s of
  your
shadow
  ,”
“Now how about
            a real monster
and we’ll see how we measure up
   .”
“Ivor,
 th
   is
 really
  isn’t
  th
   e
  plac
   e,
   -
  or
  th
  e
  tim-
    ,
    “
   A
Compartment
 Reveal
   in
   g
   th
   e
Components
  for
   a
Wither
   ,
 Ivo
  r
 ad
 d
 i
 n
 g
 th
  e
 last
  par
  t,
   a
 “Wither
  Skull,”
    the
   Withe
      r
     Skul
      l ,
      th
      e
      On
       e
     Petra
        -
      The audience burst into applause as it st
      arted
    mo
      v
      in
      g believing it to be part of the
   show,
    Gabriel,
       tak
        in
        g
       out
         a
       wooden
        sword
        The
      Crowd
      Disperse
      as the
      Wither
      start
        e
        d
     at
      tack
       ing
     th
     e
     m,
   “Ivor
      That’s
    Eno
      ugh,
      Turn
       this
      thing
       of
        f,
     Lukas
   Confronted
     “Oh,
      I will
    One o’
     Soren,
      Once,
        hey
         it’s
         not
        work
         in
         g,
         Ivor pressing the button panicking
        ly,
      “Hey, guys
     what’s going
           on,
             “
          Axel
            joi
            ni
            n
            g
         th
          e
          m,
        at the cleared out
        con
        vent
         i
        on,
      “Ivor’s
       gon
       e
       Off
       the
      Wal
      l
     s
     And
   made an invention trying to
    kill
   every
    one,”
    Gill
   repli
   “Co
      ol
       ,”
    “ an
      d
     destroy,”
     “ Why won’t
       this
     stupid
      wire,”
      “Hm,
       Wire
         ,”
      “Axel
          ,”
       Oli
         v
         i
        a,
      “ I mean there was a
        wire on
        the
       table,”
       “Axel,
        what
        hap
         pen
           e
          d
          t
           o
          t
          h
           e
          w
          ir
           e,
       “Well,”
         Axel
        flush
         ing,
        “I um
         I
          took
           it,”
         “AXEL!!”
         “What they did say take
        whatever
         you
        wa
         nt
          ,
         ”
  “Wher
     e
     is-
     it-
     I used it to add
       another light display to the
            statue
            c-
            thing,
            “Well you
             might
  want
to get it
 now,”
Backing away from the
destruction
 on
  stage that seem to get
 eve
   r
 clos
  e
   r
    Stepping
      ove
       r the
   woo
   den
   sw
   ord
   The
  remote
   next
 dis
 regar
 d
   ed
   i
   n
frustration
  As they were driven back to the
 statue
  cr,
“Got
   it
   ,“
 “Hand
      it
    Gill
      ,
      ”
    Gil
       l
     Pas
      sin
      g
      i
      t
     to
    wh
     o
    gave
      to
   Jess
    e
   who
  Brok
   e
   it
 dow
 n,
   whil
   e,
   Olivia
   whisper
    ed
  instructions on how to
   put it
    together to Aiden
   Whil
    e
   Axel
      +
   Olivia
    play
     ed
   dis
   trac
   t
    io
     n
    “Done,”
      Tos
      s
      ed
      up
       to
     Lukas,
      Who
      went
        to
     pres
      s
       th
       e
    but
     to
     n,
   Only for
   Ivor to
   sn
   atch it out of his hand and do the
  Honor,
   And,
    It
 Didn’t
  wo
    r
    k,
  “So
 Losers
     ,”
    A
 Leather
 Jacket
  Rush
   e
   d
   by,
  “ Ethan,
       if
     you’re
      not
     goin
      g
      t
      o
      b
      e
    hel
     p
    fu
    l-
   ,”
Lukas
           snapped
             but they were already
      long
        gone,
        Trail
         ing
        afte
         r
        the
        m
        To the
      Edge,
     Ivor
    hauling
    Gabriel’s
  unconscious
     form,
  “I
    want
     e
    d
 to see him
   humiliated not
 dead
    ,”
  Gabriel
   stirrin
    g by the
  Edge,
Talkin
g
  to
 “Gill,
  you
  need
     to
    tak
     e
    t
    h
     i
    s
 emble
  m,”
Tak
  in
  g
  it
 ou
  t
  of
 his
coat
  ,
 “Fin
 d
  th
  e
 other
  s
   -
   ,
   ”
  Pas
  sing
   Ou
     t,
   And
    Gil
      l
    Run
     n
   ing off in the opposite direction with the
 wheel,
   It’s flashing a
    slight blue at Gill’
             s
             tou
            ch
           Befor
            e
            a
           brow
            n
          dot,
           around
          th
          e
        ri
       m,
      Mak
       ing a small
    streak
    pa
     t
     h,
     ,
    Shifting with the
  users
   stance to point in a
   certain
 dir
  ec
  t
  io
  n
Tak
 in
 g
Of
 f
Af
te
r
it
A
Broken
 Crate
 r
Wi
 t
  h
 h
  i
  m
  a
   s
   K
    i
    n
    g
    ,
    It was
   nearly
   im
   po
   s
  sib
   le
   to
 m
  a
   k
   e
   it
   t
    o
   h
    i
   m,
“Mag
    nus,
Ga
  bri
   el
 Sen
   t
   Us,”
 “ Gabriel
     huh,”
    Magnus
     hol
     ding up the
      tr
       in
      ke
       t,
     Before
        throwing him down the pile
          he’
           d
          jus
            t
         struggle
           d
           t
          o
        cli
          m
          b,
         On
         top of
         Gil
            l
        Who’d
         bee
         n
       s
        u
       p
         por
      t
       in
        g
       hi
      m
  “This.
      is
   point
    les
     s.”
   “He
      ’s
  Insane,”
    Jess
      e
  Admit
     t
    ed
 dejected
    ly,
  Shar
    in
    g
    a
   lo
   ok
   wit
   h
 Axe
  L
  ,
“Then
  we
sh
 ould
 mo
  ve
  onto
   the
   nex
    t
    one-,”
    Axel
   shook
     his
    head,
   “ We
    need
      to get
     this
    done,
    We’re
    stay
     in
     g
   he
     r
    e
   go
    on
   ah
   e
   a
  d
  ,”
Lukas
Speech
 less,
Before
Going
 On
ahead,
Aidan
 Wi
 t
  h
 h
  i
 m,
“Hm,
 Of
course
  I’ll
  go
 with
 you,”
Eligard
   far
 mor
 e
Co Operative,
 Soren
    “I
 should
   stay
    out
     he
     re,”
    Whe
     n
   The
    y
  got
   to
Soren’s
 hous
  e,
 “Soren and I .. didn’t leave things off
too
 go od
  last time
   I- we
   spoke”
     ,
   “It
 would
    be
 better
     if
  you
  go,
Soren, not so much..
.
   Having
    taking
       to
      knit
      ting
        a
       lot,
      And
  docu
  ment
    ing his
   rare
    animal
     fin
      dings
      Not p
       l
       ease
       d
       to be distur
       b
       ed
        b
        y
       t
       h
       e
       m,
     How
      eve
        r very excited to see
     Reuben,
       Jess
         e
          ’s
          pe
           t
           pi
           g,
          “Animal
           s,
             lovely
          creatures
              ,
             Don’t
             betray you
             and take your
             th
              ings
               ,
              I’ve seen
                 a few
               of course
             - but to see it
                   bonded
                     with
           a
       human,
           ,
         You
         must
          tell
          me
          the
          tale,
          Sitting with
          Soren
           and having
            tea
            I found
            Reuben
             (That
            ’s his
             name)
                           at the
                           place
  we
 built
 our
                       treehouse,
   ”
While
 So
 ren
                           knit
          Re
            ub
            en
             a
            ti
           ny,
        Sw
          ea
         te
          r,
        “Now
          back
            to
            the
           point,
             we
            could
             reall
              y
              use-
            appreci
               ate-
                ,“
            Soren’s
             fac
 e
chan
 g
  ing at his
change
  in
 words,
              “you
                 r
              he
               l
              p,
              ”
             “I want-
            to help you
            I really do,
              “
              Soren
               insist
               e
               d,
              “But the Order
                and
                   I, didn’t
                leave things on
                good
                terms,
  Hesitatin
   g,
 Cou,
 “Would  
   Reuben be
   t
    here,
       “
    Jess
     e
    Nod
    ded
    “And you’d be helping a lot of
      animals-“
    “Fine-
      I’ll
     go,”
      ,
   Jesse
    em
   er
    gi
    n
    g
  wi
    t
    h,
 Soren
  Only to find
    Aidan
  an
   d
   Eligard
     No
    Long
      er
     ther
      e,
    “They  
      went
     ahead
         to
         th
          e
       Temple
          ,”
       Lukas
        whis
         per
          ed
           Swa
            pp
             in
             g
           stories
          wi
            th
           Luk
            as  
 on
 th
  e
 w
   a
   y
   as        
    he
    le
     ad
    t
    h
     e
     m
      b
       a
       c
       k
        to
        th
        e
      Te
      m
        ple,
       The
      only
      thing
       left
      after
       th
        e
     Wither’s
     rampage
      “And
       our
       tree
      house
        is
       ri
       gh
         t
      ov
        e
        r
     th
      e
      r
     e,”
   Lukas
   poi
    n
    t
    e
    d
  ou
    t,
 Petr
 a
 sho
 w
  in
  g
  u
  p
  w
   i
   t
   h
   I
   v
   o
   r,
  And
  things
  clearly
   went
  down
    hi
     ll from
    th
    er
    e,
  Ivor,
  im mediately
   taking charge of the whole
  op      eration
 as        Soren
watch
e
d
Irr
iat
 e
 d
  o
  n           th
  e
   side
    lin
    e
    s,
Goin
  g
 t
  o
 g
 e
  t
Mag
n
u
 s
 with
t
h
e
sp
ar
e
tim
e
,
“Who
dares-
So
r
e
 n,
 “
 Dro
 pp
  ing the explosive behind his back as he went to
cuddle
Soren,
 who
 star
 e
  d
 blank
 l
 y,
“Soren,
 ‘how you been
  cute
   pig,
   Always
    a sucker for
    (cute
    animals,
       so
      how,
          “
      Holding up the emblem
      intimi
      datingly
                Sw
       “Al right,
        oh right,
        ,sure
            “
         Mak
            in
            g
            it
           b
           a
          c
          k
          t
          o
         t
          h
          e
                   Temple,
          to
        he
        ar,
      “It’s
      Done!”
      Soren
       raisi
        ng
         an
         ey
           e
         bro
          w,
          at
           leas
            t,
            “This will
 de
 activate
    the
   Wither
   storm,
     “
    “Once
        in
      walking distance so
       of
     course,
        ,”
     Shoving
        th
         e
      devic
         e
       of
         f
       on
     Lukas
      Who
      went
        to
       suit
        up
       as well as the rest of
      them,
 At the moment
arrived,
   “I’ll watch
     Reuben
    for
    you,
     “
  Soren
   Offe
    r
   ed
   Reuben
  Could take
       a pretty
    mighty
  pun
    ch,
   but saf
  er
 no
  t
  to
  risk
    it,
 “Sure
 Reuben
   likes
   you,”
   As
   he
  went
  through
      Sl
       ici
       n
       g
     Thr
      ou
      g
       h
      th
      e
     Wit
     her
     Spawn
    ed
    hord
    e,
   The
  Wither
   storm
   falte
     r
    in
    g  
    an
    d
   fall
    in
    g
  Com
     in
     g
    ou
      t
Rescuing those that the  
   Wither
    storm
      had
      cap
       tur
        e
        d,
       Inc
        Lud
          in
          g
        Gab
          r
          i
          el,
          Wi
           th
          Fro
           s
          t
          bi
          t
         e,
         Only
           for
             it  
             to
            star
 t
mov
 in
  g
 ag
   a
   i
   n,
   In
  three,
   “Run!”
    Luk
    as
    Wa
      rn
      e
      d,
     They ran, castle destroyed,
         and forced to find shelter in a
     cave
     “This never
       would’ve
      happened,
       “
      “Magnus please for once in your life shut your
     accursed
     mouth,”
     Soren
      snap
     p
     e
     d
 worriedly,
 “Eligard help me attend to
  Gabriel’s
   frost
   bite
     ,”
     -
  Into the Night
“Ivor,
 I can’t believe
  so such a fool
  hardy
   plan!”
  Wak
  in
  g
 up
Lukas
 an
 d
           dis
            turb
            i
           n
           g
          th
          e
       other
        s,
      Goin  
        g
       ou
        t
        t
        o
       ,
                  “I should’ve
                    stood up
                for
                m
                 yself
                 a
                  long time ago
Ivor
       Give me that
        in fernal device,”
      “ it need
        s
       morganite
         ,”
      “You use
       d
       dia-
      mond,
         ”
          as argument broke out
          Lukas,
            Petra coming behind
            Lukas after being treated
        for
         minor
          frost
         -burn
         Sm,
        “Looks like I actually
       wi
         ll have use of that
     mor
     ganite,“
  Petra crossed her arms clearly haven’t forgotten the abrasive
      behavior
        ear
         lie
         r,
      “Pl-
       huc
       ke
       d
     Morganite
      at
     h
      i
     m,
    “Yo
      u
    should
     pro
     bably
     destroy
      it
     fo
     r
   goo
   d
m
 easur
  e
   ,”
  Soren  
    giv
      in
      g
      Luk
       as      
       h
       i
       s
      s
      w
      or
      d,
   “Oh look at
    Soren can’t kill an
    ender
    dragon-
   O
    op
    s,”
   “Ivor, you have
   never,
  Been
 helpful
    to
  any
  one
   in
  th
  e
 g
  r
 ou
 p
ever”
  “I-
 Mag
  nus
 C’mon on
  that isn’t
  true
  right
  ��buddy ,”
  Mag
   nus
  hid
   ing
  be
   hin
    d
 Sore
   n,
  Eli    
   gar
   d
  Cros
    s
     in
      g
     he
       r
     ar
      m
       s,
      “It’s
       time you leave
      Ivor,
        “
      Ivor looking at them before running
      into the Wasteland
      Of the
       ir
     ow
       n
    mak
     i
     n
      g
   “Come on we have inventions
      to make
     and things
       to
      rebuild
         ,”
      “Is it true that you didn’t
     slay
      the
     end
       e
       r
    d
    ra
     g
    on,
    “No,
  Aligardz’s
    dragon
     look
      e
      d
      to
       o
     m
      u
      c
      h
     lik
      e
     an
    an
      i
    mal,
      I lulled
      it
       to
    sl
     e
     ep,
      Not a blade pierc
      e
      d it’s  
     pel
      t
    Soren
     Stro
      kin
      g
      R
       ueben’s
      h
      ea
      d,
      “Ivor’s
        ma-
         ,”
        a sound,
        “We should get back to
    invent,”
        So
        ren’
        s
        word
         s
          fad
           ed
           of
            f
           as he enter
          th
         e
         cav
         e
        Leav
          ing
         Jess
          e with the
        othe
        r
        s
        Suit
          ing up to take on the
        Withe
            r
          on
 e
          last
          tim
           e,
         Soren
          watch
            in
 g
Reuben,
The
Withe
 r
 fell
And
Lukas
Aiden,
Olivia,
Jesse
Axel
and
            Gil
             l
  As
 we
  l
  l
 a
 s
Petr
a
            Be
           cam
 e
hero
e
s,
Axel
Event
ually
         re
             turn
              in
              g
 int
  o
ac
count
abil
 ity
  ,
The
 End
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