#Omeara

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Ethel Cain

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Omeara in West Virginia

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Of Hidden Things

It is said that in this land's birthing throes, unknown to her mother land nor her father fire, a child was born. Born in darkness, beyond the spasms of heat and subduction, in the gaps where the light of fire did not touch. It was there, in the infinite potentiality of the dark where anything might dwell, a consciousness emerged like a lightless spark cast from a heatless flame.

Of her form she knew nothing, for no light would draw close enough to reflect off of the polished obsidian of her prison-cradle. She knew she had eyes, for she could see the amber glow of far-off flickering flame, and she knew she had fingers - many fingers - for she could feel the surface of the cold stone, but that was all she knew, and perhaps all she was.

For many years she dwelt within that place, forgotten by all, unable to see anything other than the light so far away. And so she turned inwards and slept, for that was all she could do, and wandered within the realm of dreams. It was there that she saw the sweet and sour sleep-dreams of animals, of their families and sensations of warmth and safety and fear, and she grew jealous and hungry for such things. It was there too, in rare moments, that she saw the dreams of the Gods Themselves, and how They raised mountains and stirred oceans and birthed life, and her jealousy and hunger grew more, but this time fear-laced, for the world above changed so much more than her eternal cradle-prison.

For many more years she stayed like this, until it was in one of these rare moments of divine slumber that she, instinctively, daringly, blasphemously, stole the dream of a starlit Goddess and ate it whole, taking it into herself. Whatever celestial glow suffused such a dream was quenched within her, but the divine spark remained.

It was then that Omeara woke up.

(Omeara starts with 2d6+0 -> 5,3+0 = 8 power.)

She called to her those oft-forgotten children of Velarië that could reach her - insects, worms, and other skulking and skittering things - to assist her in her work. She set them, along with her many handless fingers, to carving rooms within her new manse, chambers for herself and her future possessions, with her black prison-cradle at its heart. It took an age before Omeara was satisfied with her many vaults and tunnels and crevices and passages.

(Omeara uses Shape Land to make an extensive subterranean realm. 8 - 3  = 5 power remaining.)

Then Omeara turned inwards once more to furnish her manse. Fearing reprisal should her thefts be too bold, so she only took those things people might not notice: dreams, old memories, knowledge lost. It was with these stolen thoughts she filled her chambers, creating underground lakes, dream-warped forests, and oddities amongst them as a curator might fill a display.

(Omeara uses Shape Land again to populate the subterranean realm with some flora and fauna so it’s not entirely inhospitable. 5 - 3 = 2 power remaining.)

Ever-hungry, but for now semi-sated, Omeara dwells under the land and wanders her museum of pilfered memories, admiring all of them like a collector. When her hunger grows, she haunts the dreaming lands or sends worms and other vermin to seek out more to add to her collection.

It is she who steals your dreams when you wake, she who plucks the knowledge of that misplaced item from your head, she who takes the faces and voices of your loved ones in your memories long after they've passed. It is to her that all those things without souls, from crumbling towers to all the rituals of a dead civilization, will eventually belong. Omeara is driven by a sort of fear-laden greed, to collect all within her subterranean manse so that they might be preserved forever, beyond the reach of divine or mortal who would so carelessly forget, and to only shared with the trusted in times of need.

It is said she shares these halls with Erland, too, at least sometimes. Some say she is his sister, some daughter, some enemy, some lover. Whatever the case, she welcomes him whenever he visits as a proper host should, and lets him walk her halls at his leisure, though forever staying furthest from his brilliant light. She, too, welcomes those who feel they have no place in this world, and those to whom this world’s challenge is too great and desire relief in the quiet dark. However, no matter how honoured a guest, none may enter the prison-cradle-heart of her home where she keeps the greatest and most dangerous secrets.

Omeara is the god of things forgotten, secrets, places where the light of sun nor moon touch, vermin, greed, dreams, revelations, and is patron to prisoners, thieves, and the banished. To her you might cast the memory of a lost love to be swallowed up, or sleep in a lightless place and hope to be blessed with dream-given visions of things lost or things to come. And when a fly lands on you, say a prayer so that it does not steal a memory as a gift for its master.

(image: by Scrap Princess, Veins of the Earth, 2017)

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Hot Milk @ Omeara - London, UK

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Live Review: Calva Louise, Bobby Wolfgang & Tropic Gold at Omeara, London (11/07/24)

One word can sum up Calva Louise and that word is anthemic. Yet, this comes from their incredible ability to be infectiously groovy, daringly rocky, scathingly heavy, and effectively danceable.

London Bridge isn’t the first place that comes to mind when thinking of live shows, but it just so happens that a small and unique venue called Omeara happens to be there. I’ve been to pretty much every venue London has to offer, yet this is a brand-new place for me and it’s pretty damn cool. Looking great, feeling spacious, and having great sound (although earplugs are a must here). It’s the…

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Mark O’Meara Recollects His One-Stroke Win in Dubai in 2004

In 2004, Mark O’Meara, a two-time main champion, closed with a three-under 69 to seize the Dubai Desert Traditional by one stroke over Paul McGinley. After McGinley missed an eagle try on No. 18 from over 70 ft, O’Meara two-putted from 12 ft for the victory. It was his first win since capturing the 1998 British Open at Royal Birkdale in England. It might even be his final. With the Hero Dubai Desert Classic starting on Thursday on the Emirates Golf Membership and his 67th birthday across the nook, O’Meara lately mirrored on his memorable week on the membership twenty years in the past, and on a profession that resulted in 16 PGA Tour wins. In 2015, he was inducted into the World Golf Corridor of Fame. The next dialog has been edited and condensed. Are you able to consider it’s been 20 years? I do bear in mind distinctly that week in 2004, going over there with Tiger . I believe I began going to Dubai in 1998 or 1999. At 47 years of age, to win a event of that magnitude was a blessing. What got here collectively for you that week? At any time when I went abroad, I all the time needed to attempt to carry out at my finest. Sure, I used to be most likely getting compensated for being there, however I simply didn’t need to go over at any occasion and never placed on a superb present. What attracted you to taking part in in Dubai, through the years? Dubai, I all the time thought, was a really fascinating metropolis, tradition. After I gained on the Emirates course, there was the Onerous Rock Cafe in a constructing to the precise of the course, and there was hardly something there. And now once you have a look at the 18th gap and guys are hitting in there, it appears like New York Metropolis. The event of Dubai over the past 30 years has been an unimaginable factor to see. And the golf course? It sort of jogged my memory lots of taking part in within the desert. I by no means gained in Palm Springs, however I misplaced a playoff a few occasions. I lived within the desert. I preferred desert golf. Are you glad together with your profession? I'm. At 66, on the brink of flip 67, I’ve had a dream life. Do I believe I might have completed higher? Possibly. However I actually additionally consider I might have completed so much worse. For me, I really feel like the 2 majors at 41 have been the cherry on the highest of a banana cut up. What was it like once you bought the decision you have been within the corridor of fame? Tim Finchem known as me. I thanked him and known as my spouse and I mentioned, “Hey, I bought one thing to inform you, however I don’t need to inform you until I see you in particular person, and I’m coming dwelling proper now. I’ll be dwelling in 10 minutes.” I got here in and I advised her and I broke down. And I used to be emotional when the ceremony went on. Why did you win so many occasions at Pebble Seashore? My first time, I believe I used to be perhaps 19 or 20, and I went as much as play within the state novice, I used to be blown away by the immense magnificence there. It was simply phenomenal. Then to win the novice the subsequent yr. Virtually profitable in ’84 after which profitable in ’85, I believe any time you come again to a spot the place you’ve had fond recollections, it helps offer you an additional little increase. Would you could have maintained your enthusiasm and drive if you happen to hadn’t develop into near Tiger? This final April, on the dinner, I reached over and grabbed his arm, “I simply need you to know one thing. You modified my life.” And he didn’t know what to say. He checked out me, sort of grinned and smiled and mentioned, “We had lots of nice occasions collectively, didn’t we?” I mentioned, “You have got my quantity. Simply know my telephone is all the time on for you or your loved ones.” He made me a greater participant, and I felt like I had a big effect in his life. Read the full article

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Pre-Halloween antics 🪩👻

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'swawesome boop (this one is @transwicky's fault)

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Ollie and Wicky eloped.

Everyone feels offended and they think maybe the others got invited but the truth was nobody did.

They eloped winter break junior year, but everyone thinks they got married after graduating.

Until Bitty is stressing out planning his and Jack's wedding and Ollie is like "this is why we eloped junior year" and Bitty freezes and stares at him.

"Junior year?"

"yeah. My student visa was expiring for the year and we had plans to get married anyways, so Pace' suggested eloping earlier than planned so I could get a green card. Fuck, Tango was literally the only one there as our witness and to tell immigration "yeah they genuinely love each other, it's kinda gross how in love they are with the PDAs" so. We never had a real ceremony, just did paperwork for it. It helped that we were broke college students who had been dating since our freshman year."

Bitty is floored.

He texts the others asking if they knew.

They are all HORRIFIED to know they've been thinking the worst of Ollie and Wicky when the only person who went was the freshman that was the honest and genuine tadpole that Wicky pretty much adopted, and probably because there was no way immigration would not believe the kid.

Bitty hesitantly asks if they'd want a ceremony, and Ollie shrugs.

"it's not a big deal to me overall. I think it'd be nice, but I don't need one. I think Pacer would like it though, but his family is also kinda fucked up so I don't know for sure how he'd feel about it. I've offered though. He said no."

Bitty asks Tango.

"He and his cousin planned their weddings when they were eight, Bitty. He wants a ceremony. He doesn't need one, he knows that, but he wants one, he just doesn't want Ollie to think it's something he needs to do to like, prove they love each other or something. It's from the fucked up childhood. His mom was kinda stupid. Said weddings were proof that they love each other. So Wicky says no when Ollie offers 'cause he remembers that and doesn't want Ollie to feel like he has to do it as proof, because he already knows Ollie loves him. It's stupid. People are stupid. Why are people so stupid?"

"Good Lord, that's the million dollar question, Tango."

And so he talks things out with Tango.

Tango gets in touch with Wicky's cousin.

She gives him the old baby wedding planner they did as kids, and the one Wicky had started when he and Ollie first made plans to get married after graduation (the baby one was for cute little laughs at what 8 year old Wicky wanted, it wasn't actually what Tango asked her for. Nobody is complaining).

She sits Ollie down. Tells him what their moms told them as kids, and that Wicky will never tell him he wants a ceremony because of it, and especially since they're already married.

So Ollie has to finish planning things. They can have the ceremony on the day they actually got married ("Make it romantic! He'll love it!") And it can be in their backyard, even ("where doesn't matter, so long as the people you both care about are there!").

SMH is invited, that much is clear.

Bitty is Ollie's best man, Tango is Wicky's, because Ollie knows Wicky wouldn't want anyone else there unless it's Johnson (which is true).

But Johnson is allowed to wed people legally, they have no idea why, but he can, and Ollie knows Wicky would LOVE that.

The ceremony really is in the backyard, and it's covered in snow, and Wicky comes home from work to their friends and families over and holy shit Ollie did all of this?!

And his dad just grins, gives him the suit he got married in, and his own father got married in, and his father had married in, and Wicky is crying by the time he's standing with Ollie at the end of the aisle, with Tango as his best man, and Johnson is the one marrying them.

He whispers thank you before Johnson starts talking.

It's absolutely everything he could have wanted for their wedding.

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Omeara in West Virginia

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(4+1)+(4+3)=12

Erland was born in solitude, and is to his very core a solitary being. Yet he delights in company, and gladly hosts guests in his molten halls, or plays the guest himself, in another's house.

Thus, he can get along well with Omeara, and all her crawling companions, which make their home at the very threshold to his realm. Though they are diametrically opposed in many aspects, the basic principle of mutual respect, and mutual recognition, ensures a coexistence that is perhaps not frictionless, but ultimately fruitful.

But that relationship is one based on careful manoeuvring and consideration, and of not stepping on each other's toes.

It is a completely different thing when an interloper from the surface tears through the land and floods the underworld with cold, wet, muddy, seawater. The deluge takes Erland with surprise - when it comes, he is not at home, instead entertaining Omeara with tricks of fire and shadow. Cursing his negligence, he rushes back, but the water, silt, and steam has time to spoil vast swathes of his domain before he can patch up the holes in the ceiling, and his frustration only grows as he cleans up the intrusion.

[shape land: 12-3=9]

In an effort to get rid of all the water, and prevent any such disaster in the future, Erland creates a system of volcanic ducts and vents, which release scalding steam, and burning gases across the surface of Baled. The streams and lakes formed by this are enriched by minerals from the depths of the earth, making them toxic to most life even after they cool.

[shape climate: 9-2=7]

Seeing the need to know more about the world above, Erland gives life to the stone: pebbles grow legs, and skitter around in imitation of the children of Naakrsh and Haebarik, boulders roll uphil, and sing in the breeze, and the masterpiece: a far-flying bird, graceful in shape, and durable in the extreme, the phlamingo flies across the world all year, before returning home to the boiling lakes to brood. There they whisper tales of everything they've seen to the flickering flames and thus act as Erland's eyes in the sky. They feed on the rocks of the lands they are in, and their plumage takes the colour of whatever they have consumed.

[shape climate: 7-2=5]

Hearing their first reports, Erland realizes the world is as of yet much too lifeless. When next the phlamingoes leave, they carry with them a great many seeds, which they spread across the empty continents. Grasses, shrubs, and wildflowers grow where nothing grew before. Grasslands, moorlands, and prairies develop.

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New Audio: OMEARA Shares Sleek and Anthemic "Take It Back"

New Audio: OMEARA Shares Sleek and Anthemic "Take It Back" @jasminOMEARA @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron

Montréal-born, German-based singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Jasmin O’Meara can trace the origins of her music career to when she was a teenager: A 14-year old O’Meara removed a guitar off of her uncle’s wall and declared it her own. The Canadian-born, German-based artist is an autodidact, who went on to join Montréal’s indie scene and collaborated with several different bands and…

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Random Real Thoroughbred: OMEARA

OMEARA is a chesnut horse born in The United States in 1855. By GLENCOE out of COTILLION. Link to their pedigreequery page: https://www.pedigreequery.com/omeara

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