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[satancopilotsmytardis]

How about a royalty au?

Immediately, Endeavor started by changing his kingdom's laws to say that a premature baby, by nature of being born weak, cannot be the heir to the throne. When Natsuo and Fuyumi are born and he discovers they don't have the magic he was trying to breed into either of them, he arranges an 'accident' for Natsuo (killing Dabi's only other support), and immediately sells Fuyumi off to be wed as soon as she's 13 to gain more land/power and not have to deal with her.

When a border dispute comes up between the Demon King's territory and Endeavor's, Endeavor goes to negotiate and settle things with the Demon Prince who has been sent as a representative. After a long, tense talk, they come to an agreement, and seeing an opportunity to get rid of another problem, Endeavor also offers up Dabi to the Prince as a gift to do with him what he pleases (Be that a human sacrifice, slavery, whatever) and the Prince accepts.

Dabi is, of course, not happy about this whole deal and is pretty worried he's gonna get killed when he gets taken back to the other kingdom. He is extremely confused when he's treated like a revered guest and given fine things and pampered constantly, with Shigaraki promising that no matter his request, he will have it done for him. He proceeds to be extremely standoffish and rude until he finally finds out that their understanding of demon culture is all wrong, and by Endeavor giving him Dabi as a gift, he essentially entered Dabi into a contract with Shigaraki. Shig will someday get Dabi's eternal soul, but he has to complete a request the universe deems equivalent before he can collect.

Once that's illuminated Dabi moves out of the palace and learns how to be a farmer or other kind of modest worker because he never wants to find out what would be considered equivalent to someone as broken as he is (as he has been told his entire life). But the prince comes to see him every day, and eventually convinces Dabi to move back into the summer palace, but getting him to 'buy' it for a handful of gold he made on his first harvest since if it's a transaction, it can't be seen as equivalent to his soul.

Cue Shigaraki blatantly falling in love with Dabi over the course of the story and every romantic gesture always coming with some kind of small transaction. Whenever he wants to do something for Dabi or give him something, he demands a small price. He buys a first-edition copy of Dabi's favorite novel that was signed by the author? He sells it to Dabi for a copper. Shigaraki kills Fuyumi's husband and frees her from that contract? He insists that Dabi owes him dinner. Eventually, Dabi tells Shigaraki he wants to get married, and Shig's heart fucking breaks, but he simply says that Dabi will have to pay him the same amount that he spends on the ring for his betrothed once he finds them in order to be free of his contract and able to live out the rest of his days in peace. Dabi insists that he doesn't want to pay for the ring and that it is his request that Shigaraki gives him one instead, which is the best confession he can manage. He trades his soul for Shigaraki's heart and Shigaraki keeps Dabi by his side forever. (Even centuries later, it's said in quiet moments you can hear them bartering with one another asking for grapes or figs in exchange for kisses)

[kori-dearest]

Aoughh lamb designs 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 design notes under the cut

Pre genocide:

- in my heart sheep society was a small closed city with many, smaller nomadic groups, mostly moving around to sell luxury artisan goods like wool and textiles <333

- The Vessel (who I’ve named Latifamb, I’ll explain it later) was a traveling guard for one of these merchant groups, hence why he is already skilled with many of the weapons The Crown provides.

-the way sheep names work is a lamb gets a given name, and their family’s suffix is put at the end of that name. So The Vesseel’s given name is Latif, and his family suffix is -amb.

-i love tassels, so a lot of their clothing is tassel based <3

- their colors are mostly blue to make the white of their wool look even whiter.

-cleanliness is wildly important to Sheep, as their wool is their livelihood.

- Latifamb keep his wool as long as he can without it getting in the way of his work, mostly because his coil pattern is perfect for many of the crafts his partners enjoy making.

- he has a husband and two wives, all of whom he adores with his entire heart <3 this is shown with two earrings in his left ear, and one in his right, all three handcrafted by the spouse they represent <3 one of his wives was pregnant, and he was preparing to have a nose piercing to signify his new role as a father when news of the Bishops’ genocide came.

Sacrifice:

- Latifamb was out of the city on a job when the news first hit, and though the group tried to return to their city before it got really bad, they were too far away to make it in time. Latifamb’s family was gone, and he removed his jewelry to signify their passing- only leaving the earring of his pregnant wife in hopes that they would meet again, and he could properly meet his son.

- he did his best to protect his group, but eventually failed, and ran to protect himself. He feels an unimaginable about of shame for leaving them, despite the fact that they were dead long before he could have saved them.

-he becomes malnourished and thin, his wool oily and falling out from stress.

- he develops a limp in his right leg, one he never seems to shake

- he was finally captured and put to sacrifice, his clothing ragged and his wool dirty, wishing for nothing but a quick death and to see his family in the afterlife.

-instead, he became The Vessel.

Cult Leader:

- Latifamb continues the Sheeps’ naming convention, allowing each follower to keep their given name, and just adding the Amb suffix, because they are all his children now <3

-he learns that death is not the end for sheep, and reconnects his earrings- as well as gets a nose ring for his never-born son

-as the years go by, Latifamb forgets his own name, only remembering his family suffix. The One Who Waits calls him The Lamb, so… that must be his name.

- there are very few animals with wool left, so locking his wool seemed the easiest way to keep it protected.

- the lamb adorns his locks in gold rings to signify each of his followers, removing and replacing them as his flock grows and wains.

- he still needs shearing now and then, and he makes a minor celebration out of it- mostly a feast, and he makes a show out of teaching his disciples how Sheep would handle their wool and make crafts with it, allowing younger followers to use his wool in their own works.

- he is a gentle, quiet soul. He treats his followers fairly, and would do anything for them. He’s very well known for his occasional rambling life lesson stories- if you ask him for any advice he’ll give it to you, but you definitely have to hear one thousand years of Lamb Lore before you get a straightforward answer.

-he visits Narinder often, mostly to chat between missions. Though he adores his followers…. It’s much easier to talk to someone who actually understands the loneliness of eternal life.

-he has a little pouch on his ankle which he keeps a single coin in. He gives it to Narinder every revival as a small “tithe” for revival. Narinder never asked for it, nor does he ever require it, but they’re both so used to the habit that they just can’t seem to stop.

[hhh-hemogoblin]

Quick and Dirty

Summary: You and Astarion were out on a date night once again. But this night was special and little did you know you'd be seeing stars in more ways than one. Who knew that Baldur's Gate's alleyways could be so inviting after dark…

Pairing: Astarion x f!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word count: 4.5k

Tags: NSFW, Smut, They're having fun in a dark alley, Semi-Public Sex, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Quickie, Banter, Established Relationship, Domestic Bliss, Second Person POV, Exhibitionism, Usual vampire behaviour

A/n: Another self-indulgent little one-shot, because I like the idea that those freaks cannot wait a single minute before going to town. I hope you'll like it! Any constructive feedback is welcome :)

It was a warm night in the Gate. The full moon shone brightly, illuminating the ripples in the bay and the belltowers alike: a glittery scenery. A soft breeze was blowing, just enough for the air not to be stuffy. It was almost midnight and this part of town was as quiet as it gets. Parents and children were already fast asleep, drunkards were still busy inside taverns, thug-business was still a couple of hours away and the sunrise would only be the grand finale for a night that was only starting.

What were you doing on this peaceful evening? Well, you’d just been out with your lover, in a fine inn, enjoying a delightful dinner. Every once in a while, seemingly at random, Astarion chose to take you out for a candle-lit dinner. “How cliché!”, you always told him, despite actually loving those quiet evenings the two of you spent together.

Those nights were little escapes, stripping you from the harsh reality of having to spend most of the day away from your dearest vampire. Without a solution for walking in broad daylight, he was sentenced to staying at home, “waiting for you to come back”, as he always put it, in the most dramatic voice he could summon. And so, every morning, you ventured forth, solving the citizens’ problems here and there, whether they needed an exterminator, someone to fish out a gold ring from the sewers or another mage to help out at Sorcerous Sundries, on particularly busy days. And every morning, without a fail, you kissed Astarion goodbye, while he mumbled something along the lines of “Why are you abandoning me again??” from under the sheets. With an almost heavy heart, you left the bed to get ready for the day, knowing that he would soon wake up as well. After all, his days weren’t exactly uneventful either, as he spent them reading, writing letters to faraway mages and healers or working on some elaborate embroidery to sell to the highest bidder (someone had to bring some gold to the household and unfortunately for you, luxury garments were a better trade than ridding a cellar of a horde of rats).

Those nights out were the ones you cherished: time you shared together, without distractions. Pure banter, bliss and love, nothing on your mind except the entrancing garnet eyes of your lover. After dinner, you usually wandered around the streets, your stomach filled with a hearty meal. You explored the dim alleys of Baldur’s Gate, in search for some nooks and crannies that you had never seen before, which proved a difficult task, considering the time you’d spent sneaking around and hiding between those very walls when you were on a quest to overthrow the Absolute. And then, you generally looked for a nice lookout, perhaps a belltower or an unoccupied balcony, from where you could see the moon in all her ethereal glory. Astarion knew that he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the scorching rays of sunrise anytime soon, so he relished in basking in the radiant moonlight. Even without any heat warming his skin, the light it offered was some sort of comfort. A fierce stance of resistance, a bold reminder that he would not spend eternity in darkness.

Opening up had never been one of Astarion’s strengths but you’d learned that, with time, he’d share both beautiful and haunting thoughts with you. And so you knew that all he wanted was to find a way to live in brightness again. You’d sworn to yourself that you’d make it our life’s work to make sure that this time, he got what he wanted, what he deserved.

Most times, you followed this unspoken routine, enjoying the night and making sure to come back home before the morning’s early hours, where you could still catch some sleep before the day started again. Tonight was not one of those nights. Tonight was one of the nights in which you didn’t even know you’d see the stars in more ways than one. Because some nights, dessert was served way after the main course, in the secluded privacy of your own home. A sweet and spicy moment of your own device.

Given his grim past, Astarion was only getting used to consensual intimacy again, which is why your love life was… spontaneous, to say the least. A sudden burst of flames inside both of your hearts, an immediate desire left to be satisfied. They could happen in the morning, before either of you had even left the sheets, or before lunch, when a ravenous hunger took over… And the meal was left to go cold on the counter while your bodies started heating up. You usually let him initiate it, so he could learn to regain control, but once the dance started, there was no telling of who’d be in charge that time.

You were just leaving the inn after a wonderfully entertaining supper, arms in arms with Astarion, when he gradually pulled you towards the right. “Why are you in such a rush?” you asked him, surprised by his behaviour. The high of the night hadn’t even been reached yet so there was no need to run home…

Instead of an answer, he stopped dead in his tracks and greeted you with a devilish smile. “Darling… Getting lost in your eyes was not enough tonight. I need to get lost in you. Now.”

The desperation in his hushed voice made the hair on your neck rise. You looked up to him with a lusty gaze and whispered “Let’s go home, then”, while tugging on his sleeve.

“Home’s too far. I can’t wait any longer. I want you here and now“, he said while towering over you and slowly walking in your direction, steering you into a dark and twisted alleyway. The assertiveness in his voice made you shiver deliciously and you complied, marching backwards in swift little steps, barely avoiding to stumble over your own feet.

Astarion’s magnetic gaze was fixed on your eyes, unflinching, while he kept driving you until you made it halfway into the narrow street. And he stopped.

“A dark, filthy, alley? Really? Couldn’t you have picked a nicer sp-“, you barely had any time for teasing. Shoving you into a wall and his tongue into your mouth was definitely a way to shut you up. In an instant, the whole world went black, as you felt your back crash against the brick wall.

Your lover was kissing you lavishly, and you were equally as generous, moaning into him, between pants, the excitement clearly rising within both your souls. His cool lips left your mouth, slowly moving to your jaw, your neck, your collarbone, hungrily sucking on the skin, nibbing at it, tugging at it with a sharp smile. You knew this ruthless show of passion would leave its traces, but in that very moment, you couldn’t care less. You indulged. He moved back to kiss you and in a wet battle of tongues, you got a hold of his bottom lip, playfully tugging at it with your teeth. He broke the kiss and grinned “Oh, no… I don’t think so… Tonight I’ll be the one playing with my food, sweetheart…”. This pledge made your insides churn, a light tingling, moving down your spine and straight to your core. This was going to be fun.

Astarion grabbed the collar of your dress and yanked you towards him, so that the two of you were pressed together tightly. Never letting go of your clothes, he planted a soft kiss on your lips and you knew that would be the last moment of respite for a while. His blazing eyes told you everything you needed to know. “Show me what you got…” was all you managed to utter, and that was all he needed to hear before entering a frenzied state of passion.

He gripped your collar tightly and lifted you off the ground before setting you down on a stack of empty crates against a house. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and whispered “Gods, you’re beautiful when you’re so eager for me”. His voice alone would have sufficed to make you come undone but you tried to pull yourself together, bracing for what was to come. Your partner ripped your dress open, exposing your breasts to the cool air. He grabbed your jaw with slight force, peered deep into your eyes before crashing with your lips again. All the while, his silky hands were wandering around your body, grabbing every bit of exposed skin they could reach. A rogue true to his craft, his movements were so swift that it felt like dozens of hands caressing your skin all at once. Goosebumps started to rise wherever his hands had been, your nipples perking up due to the contrast of your hot skin and his frosty fingers. You moaned into his mouth, leaning into him even more, one hand on the back of his neck, pressing him towards you, your other hand softly palming his strong broad chest.

He pulled away from your lips and stared deep into your eyes. Passion fuelled the burning embers behind his eyes as his lustful gaze took in every detail of your face. The only source of light was a street lantern that was barely emitting any light. His features were as angelic as ever in the dim light, yet tonight, he planned to be wicked. It felt as if the two of you were secluded in a cupboard of void, with nothing interrupting your evening programme. Although…

All of a sudden you broke the kiss, eyes wide open, visibly startled. Adrenaline coursed through your body quicker than ever. You peeked behind your lover’s head but couldn’t see anything except the poorly lit crates and cobble stones of the alley. “I… I thought I’d heard something”, you admitted. A playful laugh escaped his lips and he jived: “Darling, if there were someone skulking around, I’d have heard them before they’d even turned the corner”. He paused, looked to the side grinning and continued: “But, if you must know, there’s definitely a pair enjoying the same type of… late-night trysts, a couple houses down. Quite loudly in fact, they’re pushing things off the table, in the kitchen perhaps?” Still amused, he furrowed his brows, assessing the situation “Such energy, he’s… Oh… Oh my!” A devilish smile was plastered across his face just a little longer, as he pondered the end of the street. He looked like a perverted voyeur enjoying the show. He then reverted to you, peering deep into your eyes and then glancing at your already swollen lips. “Well, it seems we’re not the only ones indulging in the pleasures of the flesh… Don’t you get distracted!” you said with a wink. This earned you an honest confession, whispered like a secret in between shared breaths: “What could ever distract me when my whole world is in front of me?”

You smiled, resuming your kiss, ravished by the fondness Astarion had just expressed. You flung your hands to the back of his head, slowly working your way into his tousled mop of hair, tugging at his curls and delicately scratching his scalp with your nails. Your legs were tangled around him and all you could do was pull him impossibly closer to you.

His full undivided attention now back to you, he cupped your face, kissing you surprisingly sweetly, before slowly letting both his hands glide down your chest, past your bare breasts, along your ribs and your waist. The slightest push of his hand made sure you were well sat upon the wooden crates. He slowly kneeled in front of you, his eyes still set on yours, unblinking, and a mischievous smile gracing his face. “I know we just had dinner, but I’m thinking that I’ve got some room left for dessert…” he hushed, as he playfully fondled your thighs. His hands reached the hem of your skirts, which he ever so carefully lifted all the way up, thus gaining access to your crotch. He caressed your thighs some more before pulling your underpants down in one swift motion and pocketing them hastily. There you were, half-naked in a darkened street, your core already slick and eager. He brought his face to your inner thighs, grazing the delicate skin with his fangs before kissing it softly, making his way to your cunt. “Your soft skin and your compelling scent are exactly what I need tonight, love…”, he spoke. Your pulse quickened, your skin was smouldering with every single touch and you could feel your loins grow impatient. You carefully bucked your hips forwards to grant him better access when he grabbed both your legs and placed them over his shoulders.

You gasped, at the first contact, the tip of his tongue expertly reaching for the main feature. It wasn’t long before his mouth had completely engulfed you, every movement of his skilled tongue making you shiver and pant. You could barely contain your little yelps, as he alternated between swift flicks around your rosebud and slower flat movements that pushed you further and further towards the pool of ecstasy. As if that wasn’t enough, he let go of your leg and added his dexterous fingers to the mix. An unexpected finger dug into you and your eyes opened in surprise. “Astarion!” you blurted out, which made him abruptly stop his ministrations. “Darling, I thought the idea of getting caught in the act here didn’t appeal to you…” He started, clearly teasing you. “If you keep making so much noise at this late hour, I’m afraid we’re going to have to take preventive measures!” He winked. You giggled at his words, trying to keep it down as he worked his way back to your core.

He inserted a second finger shortly after, which had your eyes rolling back inside your head. “Astarion, please, give me more…” you begged. His legendary accuracy did not fail him, even when his mind was clouded by lust. You were trying your best to make as little noise as possible but the lewd noises he made going down on you were about as discrete as an elephant walking through a porcelain shop. Your whole body was tensing up, pleasure building inside you. The sounds, the sensations, the scents… It was all so much: you needed to steady yourself. Even though Astarion’s hands were holding you firmly, you felt moments away from losing control and toppling over.

On instinct, you reached for the vampire’s head, fondling it, delicately sliding your fingers through his locks before grasping them firmly. You pulled his head into your mount, making sure that he knew just how much you were enjoying yourself. You started grinding your hips into his face a bit more and, right on cue, he tightened his grip on your body, almost digging his nails into your tender flesh. You two were impossibly close, almost merging into one, and the satisfied moans and vibrations emanating from him only added to the delicious stimulation he was already providing. Every flick of the tongue, every tug of his fingers, pulled at your every nerve. Your eyes were rolling back, your breath hitched, as you tried to contain all the praises and curses you’d be spilling in a more private context. “Hhh… Astarion, keep going just like that… You’re gifted…”, you whispered. To no surprise, you could feel him laugh in response. It didn’t take much more to send you over the edge, your body shaking, frantic whimpers escaping your mouth as you delicately reached for his jaw. Your sensitive cunt was still throbbing as you were riding out your orgasm, and he continued nonetheless, even if his tongue was working much slower now, tenderly tending to you.

Your body was just adjusting to feel again and you returned your hands to his crown of curls, knowing he particularly enjoyed that. At this point, you were practically massaging his scalp and you slowly made your way to his ears. His delicate elven ears twitched under your touch. He unlatched from your core within moments and peered into your eyes with a half-lidded gaze “Gods… Darling… I wasn’t quite finished yet, but something tells me we need to turn to other matters…”. Even in the dim light of the street lantern, you saw that he looked down at his crotch, which you could only assume was already bulging hard. You smiled in anticipation.

“Mmmh, come here”, he mumbled as he stood up again. He offered you his open hand: “M’Lady…”, he said in a ridiculously posh tone. You giggled and hopped off of the crates. You took his hand and answered him in an equally haughty tone: “My Lord…”. Raising his brow, his proceeded to spin you around twice, as if this were a courtly dance. He pulled you towards him, your back to his chest, and whispered wickedly in your ear: “… And now I’ll take what’s mine.”

With a push between your shoulder blades, he shoved you into the wall, where you barely caught yourself with your hands, gasping at the sudden changing dynamic. Despite not being able to detect his pulse, you could feel the urgency raise within him. One moment he was holding your waist tightly and the next, he grabbed your ankle from the ground, setting your foot on the crate. He pushed himself onto you some more so that you had to hold on to the wall and the crate in order to maintain balance. He pulled your skirt over your backside, exposing your thighs and buttocks to the fresh summer breeze once again. Towering over you, he planted soft kisses along the supple skin of your shoulders and neck while his hand wandered to your ass. His cool touch made you shiver as much as it heated you up, and you yearned for more of him. You could feel him, all of him, pressed along your body: his light breath on your neck, his broad chest on your back, his hard length on your ass.

“So tender…” He grasped your ass firmly, before stroking it for a moment and spanking your cheek without a warning. A little “Oh!” is all you managed to blurt out, as the sting of his slap subsided and a pleasant tingling sensation spread across the reddened area.

As he was looming over you, he traced your neck with the tip of his nose, breathing you in, audibly satisfied. Without needing to turn your head around, you could feel his plush lips smiling against your sensitive skin. You collected your hair with one hand put it all on one side of your head, exposing your neck even more. Of course he’d notice the invitation but you thought some reassurance might be in order. “I know you’re dying to bite down, sweet tooth… Go ahead.”, you uttered in a sultry voice. With time, you’d almost come to appreciate the sting and odd numbness of a vampire’s bite. “Well, darling, you don’t have to tell me twice”, he managed to spit, before getting dangerously close to your carotid artery. Without further warning, he plunged his fangs into your neck.

There it was again, that familiar sharp, icy pain, which pushed all the air out of your lungs. You still found it uncanny that his teeth were somehow even colder than the rest his body, but maybe it was only the mere shock factor brought upon by the sudden piercing of your skin.

The pain started to subside, as you carefully breathed in again, slowly giving way to a blunt numbness, engulfing your neck and going as far as your collarbones. As he meticulously drank from you, his grip tightened on your hips. His newly gained vigour filled his arteries one by one, starting in his chest and slowly travelling to all his limbs. His feverish bloodlust was almost satiated it seemed, as you felt his body grow warmer and warmer each passing moment. The grip on your body eased as well, before he started lapping at your fresh puncture wounds. Whether it was a somatic feeling or a real physiological response, it seemed that the ravaged skin slowly mended itself the more he licked it. Perhaps someone ought to investigate the regenerative properties of vampire spit…

Your scientific considerations were immediately cast aside, as you felt Astarion’s growing erection press harder and harder on your ass. “A bottle of the finest Thayan Red is nothing compared to a drop of your exquisite blood. Elixir of life, elixir of love… I don’t think I could live without it anymore…” He planted a soft kiss on your newly marked neck and you felt his hand leave your hip and adroitly unbutton his breeches. You grew more impatient by the second, you wanted him, you needed him. You felt his erection spring free, followed by a sigh of relief. “I hope you are ready, my love, because the anticipation is killing me”, he warned. With these words, he positioned himself at your entrance and you felt his tip slowly sink into your dripping cunt.

This time, it was effortless: your body gave way almost instantly. Thanks to Astarion’s wonderous attentions, your arousal had reached an all-time high. One sole thrust and he was completely buried inside you, which earned a sharp hiss from him. A low moan escaped your lips as you relished in how your lover’s cock was deliciously stretching you out. “Mmmm… Every single time I’m inside of you feels better than the last, how could it be?”, he uttered. “Must be magic?” you retorted, barely managing to form a coherent sentence. He chuckled at your nonsensical answer and kissed the nape of your neck.

One of his hands left your hips and wandered across your body, to your breast. He gently grabbed it, pulling you closer to him, making your back arch some more. He started slowly sliding out of you, taking his time so you’d feel every vein on his hard cock, before pushing his length back inside again. Though every thrust was agonizingly slow, a myriad of sensations sprouted in your mind. You couldn’t keep it to yourself and the obscene whines just escaped your mouth with growing intensity.

“Tsk, darling, what did we say about being quiet? As much as I love hearing you react to my touch, we can’t have you impersonate Sharess’ Caress’ number one performer in the middle of the street! Let’s make this right”. Without wasting a moment, he reached into his pocket, pulled something out and immediately went for your mouth. By stuffing your mouth with your own undergarments, he made sure all of your sounds were muffled, at the very least. You were pleasantly surprised by his initiative and placed your hand on Astarion’s, which was still on your hip, to showcase your support.

Seemingly content, he shifted his focus back to what he was doing, slowly picking up the pace whilst exploring your most intimate depths. The angle was perfect, the head of his cock hit your sweet spot with every thrust, making you quiver in ecstasy. You could feel the tension build up inside of your loins again, a pressing feeling that only intensified as your lover worked you up. Your grip on his hand became firmer, a subtle signal that you were approaching your high. Astarion sucked and nibbled at the supple skin of your neck, occasionally biting down on your shoulder, careful enough not to draw blood. His hand wandered down from your breasts to your nether regions, caressing your thighs and reaching your clit once more. That first touch sent a jolt of pleasure through your entire body. “Mmmmmhh…”, you voiced through your makeshift gag.

As his cock was rapidly slipping in and out of your slick cunt, his fingers started circling around your pink pearl, sending you into a spiral of engulfing sensations. You slowly started hearing less, seeing less, breathing less, feeling as if you were flying. You were huffing and grunting through the fabric, your eyes rolling back in pleasure, while you were rushing towards that sweet release once more.

Astarion was very much aware of your imminent climax and he had as little words left in him as you did. No more witty retorts, only devotion and surrender. He was groaning in your neck, almost whimpering at times, his body evidently reacting to yours: every time his thrusts made you clench, his length twitched in return inside of you. You couldn’t refrain yourself much longer, you had to let go.

Three… Two… One… One last thrust and you came crashing down, your soul leaving your body momentarily. The warmth flooded your body and mind once again, a numbing nothing and everything all at once. Your spasming muscles would’ve failed you, if not for Astarion’s firm hands holding you into place. Seeing you come undone had pushed him over the edge shortly after: as you were still riding out your high, you could feel him twitch as he came inside of you, thick, warm ropes of cum coating your walls. He panted into your ear, whispering your name, trying to speak “Hells… Fuck… This is…”. His pace slowed down, before he stopped completely, staying buried deep inside of you for a moment. Your heartbeat was stabilising again and he placed a reverent kiss on your jaw.

After you had both cooled down a bit, Astarion removed himself and helped you back up. You were still a bit shaky but you knew you’d be able to count on him for support. You turned around and stared into his ruby eyes. He seemed, content, relaxed, just as he should be. You matched his soft smile and ran a hand through his hair, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. He took your hand as you were ready to head home. “Needless to say, this was amazing, darling. Thank you for indulging in a little treat.” You answered earnestly: “It truly was wonderful. Anytime, my love.”

“Should we get going? I fear it’s getting fresh already and we both know you need to get ready for your beauty sleep…”, you added, taunting him a bit. “Indeed, I would not say no to a bath before sunrise…”

Upon leaving the alley, you crossed ways with a Flaming Fist who had just turned at the corner. You looked at Astarion and whispered: “Whew… Close one!”. Astarion made a grimace and rushed you towards the main street.

The way back was quiet, as you both enjoyed the early morning in the city, before any merchants had opened up their shop, only meeting a few drunkards along the way.

You were lucky it was only a short walk home, because with every step, you felt Astarion’s warm spend dripping out of you and down your thighs. Seeing how he smirked, he probably knew it too. Oh well, laundry day was due tomorrow anyway…

[theneverfadinglands]

Here is the map for my story "Etude of Singing Sands", which will be a part of the larger series "Lament for the Fallen." Although this map is most useful for EoSS.

The coastal cities are named in quenya because of the Black Numenorean influence in these lands. Havens of Umbar were taken by Herumor and Fuinur took over Kipura and named it Tar Liduinos. There are of course many more human settlements across the coast, but I did not named them as they are mostly small cities and villages. The coast is rocky and it is quite hard to grow any crops which would support a large population. So people of these lands are mostly fishermen and traders, transporting goods by sea from South. I suppose there should be a large kingdom at the riverbank, but I still need to think about that for sure.

The native people of coastal lands were killed, enslaved or ran to the desert with the coming of Black Numenoreans. I suppose they took man of their women as unwilling wives too.

The people of desert are divided to two categories – these who lived there as default and these who escaped the invasion. The divide is quite important because these two groups do not like each other much. There are not many resourcas in desert and when the men of the coast ran, they also invaded the desert dwellings. It had been thousands of years of course and many tribes merged with each other, but the two groups are still quite distinct. The people of sea who call themselves Yawith regards Kipura and Achniwt (Umbar) as nearly legendary heavenly place of their origin. Before the War of the Ring begins, Sauron's lieutenants promise them these lands in exchange for military help. These people do not see any difference between Gondorians and the Black Numenorean usurpers and so they fight for Sauron.

One of the smaller coastal city states is Falmos, a merchant city, they specialise in trade with dwarves of Isteniwt who are mining diamonds, but they also bring other goods from South as well. As I said Isteniwt is one of the two dwarven cities, the other being Ketedhut at the oase of Palisor. The dwarves of Isteniwt are mainly jewelsmiths and jewellers, mining precious stones and gold. The mountains at Palisor are rich in iron and so Ketedhut make swords, shields and also items of ordinary use, but they are great at enchantment and also mine salt. Ketedhut has good relationship with Gwirhaed, but the ties with Eiracha went sour. From Gwirhaed they export their spider silks through Isteniwt and Falmos. These two cities are connected by a tunnel as you can see. The tunnel is not entirelly artificial. The black desert of Erumorna was formed by volcanic action and there still is active volcano, although two more were awakened during the War of the Ring. These volcanoes formed many caves under the desert and these run very deep and were even more deepened by dwarvish explorations. Dwarves mapped Erumorna very well and they are great friends of the desert's maia of the same name.

There is probably mannish kingdom at the sea of Palisor for sure, but let's talk about Eiracha. Eiracha is a city of many stairs, it's heart floats on a great underground lake and there the palace was build. The caves are filled with the dwellings of Hisildi who are one of the Kinn-lai. There are many hot springs and it is said by some that it's waters are holy and mortal flesh could not touch them for they would boil in the water, on the other hand men believe that those who drink the water gain eternal youth and some even said that bathing in some river will make them untouchable. Eirachini do not sell the water and it can only be given as a gift.

What I know about the people of the sea of Palisor is that they used to be friends of Eirachini, but over time grew more bitter and ultimatelly stood with Ketedhut (which was also much more important for them due to trade) in the conflict and so their ties were severed. Palisor is kind of lonely and less open to visitors than Gwirhaed. Any information regarding Gwirhaed would be probably spoiler so I'll say neigh of it!

Saebwaha is offiicially under the rule of Umbar (Achniwt) but there are many factions and semi-autonomous city states which constantly fight for their rights and lands, they would very much like to free themselves of umbarian rule. The lands of Near Harad are also sparsely populated by smaller colonies, mostly farmers and herders, they breed horses which are rare comodity in South as they are not very suited for caves nor living in the searing hot desert and only the rich can transport and care for horses in Tar Liduinos, Falmos and other smaller merchant cities where horses are a symbol of wealth and the families are very proud of their steeds lineages. Sadly the populations of these horses were decimated during the War of the Ring and only few remained preserved by the people who refused to ally with Sauron and drove their herds away to the desert where only few of the people and horses survived.

What I omissed are the goats. Goats are very important animals, they are not native to Erumorna but over ages they assimilated. These goats live in caves and mostly eat mushrooms and lichens which they lick with their long tongies of the rocks and crevices, they of course also graze on mosses and epiphytes which may grow in some caves. As you can imagine these goats spend most of their life licking stones. They have very big ears aiding them in thermoregulation. Otherwise the cave goats are quite small and lanky, since the caves are still active and eruptions of gases may occur as well as earthquakes and gas capsules, they are very sensitive to these things and excellent predictors. Their navigation ability is also superior to all creatureš

However the dwarves of Isteniwt crossed the desert goats with more studry mountain breeds and created the royal goat line. These dwarven goats are taller and more sturdy with elegant long bodies and legs they resemble more a gazelle. They can drive a cart or carry some supplies for their are strong in despite of their delicate appearance. The royal goats are very proud and opinionated too and may refuse to be sold or given away, their trust must be earned.

I am still not sure how to name the island or who lives there..

[foxes-that-run]

2019 Haylor Timeline

Timeline Tag, Back to 2018

1 January - Taylors New Years Eve costume party she dresses as Ariel

3 January - MH asks to produce Harry's next album... via twitter.... and says Harry has blocked him.

6 January - Taylor in LA at Golden Globes afterparty

9 January - Harry still in Japan

Miss Americana filmed between Rep tour and Lover, released in 2020.

16 January - Kiko Mizuhara says she has never met Harry, then

2 February - Kiko at Harry's birthday party they may or may not have dated.

18 January - Taylor seen at recording studio in NYC (suggested Me!, but I think that's too late, it was released as a single in April)

26 January - Harry still in Japan

1 February - Harry's 25th Birthday “I had a very Murakami birthday because I ended up staying in Tokyo on my own. I had grilled fish and miso soup for breakfast, then I went to this cafe. I sat and drank tea and read for five hours.” (Harry Styles on his 25th birthday, Rolling Stone 2019)

10 February - Joe and Taylor go to Harry's local, the Spaniards Inn Hampstead Heath ...... Harry was in LA on the 12th. Seen walking in Paris in March and not again for 7 months.

12 February - Joe and Taylor attend the BAFTAS Taylor is photographed having dinner with Liam Payne

5 March - Taylor things before 30 article, includes that Andrea is again in treatment

14 March - Harry arriving at gym in London

28 March - Harry JFK airport, then hotel in NY

29 March - Harry and Xander dinner Ny

5 April - Harry in LOndon

23 April - Taylor plays Time 100 show setlist is Style, Delicate, Love Story, NYD and Shake it off

26 April Me! Video released, just before April 29 anniversary... Joe not seen with Taylor till October.

2 May - Taylor Zane Lowe Me! Interview

3 May - Harry in LA

5 May - Harry Anna Wintour's apartment, pre-met Gala dinner

7 May - Harry hosts his only met gala attendance, Taylor’s doesn’t go anymore. Adore you and Lights up written in May. Harry and Kendall have after party and both leave at 6am and both stayed at the Bowery hotel. Jeff and Xander also there.

May - 6 July Joe filming A Christmas Carol in Hampstead Heath and stays in London after. Taylor in US, billboard awards, Lover media

15 May Harry was in the studio, Harry writes Adore You, Lights up, Treat People with Kindness, starts Boyfriends.

18 May - Harry driving a bright yellow vintage ferrari in Malibu, you can practically hear golden in that photo.

20 May (Haylor anniversary #1), still in studio, Harry wears a white horses shirt and fearless gold shorts on the beach in Malibu. While Horse is a Fearless song he also references in the Daylight video. Fine Line then complete

21 May - Gucci Swan Campaign released

24 May - Taylor in Paris with Joe, she recreates scenes from Begin Again which are later in the TV version of Taylor Swift Live in the City of Lover, except the concert was filmed months later when Joe was not there.

3, 6 June - Harry in London,

9 June - Blind that Taylor & Joe double date was PR setup

30 June Big Machine Records sold with Taylor’s masters.

2-6 July - Taylor in Virgin Isles with her mum, Ashley and the Haim sisters, Joe still filming UK.

10 July Taylor Performs at Amazon Prime event in NYC, points at a figure in Delicate thought to be Joe.

15-17 June - Harry visits Xander in Philly, airport photos

18 July - Harry sells LA house at a loss after 2 years on market

20 July - Taylor in NYC

29 July - Harry in NYC for Rolling Stone shoot in Hawaiian shirt (the eternal sunshine of Harry styles story with Rob Sheffield)

1 August - Gucci fragrance campaign where Harry plays with a ring and leans his head on a blonde lady with a cat masks shoulder. This mask is vintage, there is a Tiktok of the guy who owns it. Taylor wore a similar mask in the LAWYMMD video and was filming cats. We don't know who's in the mask, Harris Reed is on the set and I wonder if it is her.

4 August - Harry shot Lights Up music video in Mexico

6 August - Harry in philli

19 August - stories that KK falling out was she threw a party in Taylor’s NY house

23 August - Lover released. Lover Video released with quite clear Haylor references. Taylor says relationship not up for discussion. in NYC Taylor poses next to a photo of One Direction backstage at a signing in Brooklyn New York.

29 August - Taylor films BBC Live Lounge in NY with emotional performance of London Boy, Lover, The Archer, I can’t stop loving you (Phil Collin’s), Holy Ground and YNTCD. Holy Ground and ICSlY are particularly emotional and Taylor talks about loving someone even if they don’t love you back and that she chose Holy Ground because it refers to NY.

2 September - Harry in London, then disappears for 10 days. Gucci Fragrance Campaign where Harry wore the Haylor Ring.

7 September - both at Ed Sheeran's wedding in a big top. Joe maybe there - Niall followed Joe 8 Sept; Joe back 21 Sept

9 September - Taylor records City of Lover in Paris. Live setlist #7 was DBAC and #13 was Style, also played Love Story, Delicate, ATW, Red, Style and Shake it Off. Joe in Toronto.

11 September - Blind that Joe wasn't able to talk about Taylor, about stilted showing at Favorite premiere

12 September - Harry seen in London and MIA till LAX on 17th

14 September - Joe and Taylor Rhode Island and fly to London

17 September - Harry private club Hollywood

24 September - Harry seen with Xander in LA

26 September - Harry Miami with Xander

28 September - Harry leaves Miami with Gucci Mickey Mouse suitcase.

29 September - Harry in London gallery with Georgia Ritz and her BF (Xander’s sister)

4 October - Matty Healy says he wants to produce Taylors record (said about Harry earlier the year) and went on to say 'that taylor swift song about supporting gay people, when it came out we already knew that."

5 October Joe hold hands at Taylors SNL appearance, Elle comments 'their version of PDA at least' which is holding hands. Do you know who you are starts. Taylor performs Lover at SNL, the arrangement is acoustic and slow, she's wearing green, with a green piano and green floor, walls and nails! The music sheets look like paper planes. False God also.

21 October - A Fashion designer said they met Harry at the Bowery Hotel

27 October - Harry goes on stage at Kasey Musgraves last concert, wearing an all black version of the Fine Line Outfit.

28 October - Taylor's tiny desk concert, her CD is still in the background for Harry's in March.

5 November - Harry announced Fine Line

12, 17 November - Harry in New York

13 November - Joe and Taylor Thai restaurant Hampstead

16 November - Watermelon Sugar released as promotional single. Harry with Xander NY

20 November - Harry filmed the cross walk concert

23 November Harry's Zane Lowe interview (SNL 16 Nov)

1 December - Taylor on cover of British Vogue

7 December - Harry performs at Capitals Jingle Bell Ball, London

8 December - Taylor performs at Capitals Jingle Bell Ball, London

11 December - Kendall and Harry on Spill your guts

13 December - Fine Line released, Taylor’s birthday, Harry performed it in LA that night Harry Styles ‘Fine Line’ Concert at Forum in L.A. – Rolling Stone. Photos of Harry in Japan released. Taylor also performed that night but at MSG NY, making of photos. Rumour Xander there. Taylor performs in NY for Jingle Bell Ball and tells Fletcher "She had mentioned to me how much she loved the lyrics [to Undrunk]. I nearly fainted and passed away at that moment." Undrunk is about wanting to be over an ex.

15 December - Taylor’s 30th birthday party in NY with all the famous people, tiny pupils and a cat face cake. Media says Joe there, but:

16 December - Joe is in London, not at Taylor's birthday

18 December - Cats premiere, Taylor has a swollen lip. Joe attends holds hands as they leave. Flakes answering about holiday plans. Joe does Christmas Carol interview where he says he jumps in Hampstead Heath Pond every year. What convenient cross marketing, the film is shot in Hampstead, Paper Rings refers to icy outdoor pools. I wonder if he ran into Harry there. Harry at BBC Live Lounge recorded Juice cover

31 December - Joe, Taylor and friends at Maldives for New Years, Harry first wore the But Daddy I love him shirt on New Years Eve video of him dancing with no shoes and tipped a bartender $2020 in Anguilla in the Caribbean

Continue in 2020

[i-can-even-burn-salad]

8 and 12 for the Guild Wars ask game!

Thank you for the ask! :D

8. Do you have any items you keep in your characters’ inventory for purely sentimental reasons?

Since I got a couple of 8s, let's move on to bank.

Or better not, because I basically keep everything that could be unique. That one drop you only need for a collection and can sell or delete? You bet I still have it. "Click to gain karma" drawings of children from the event back in 2013. Yup. I have issues.

Some items I love for no particular reason are the amulet Call of the Wild, which was the first ascended item I bought (luckily there's no gear grind, so it's still as valuable 10 years later), one of almost every color of lucky rabbit's paws (I AM MISSING GREEN AND THEY REMOVED THE VENDOR *sobs*), a "Cipher Ring" and an "Awakened Soul" which I got roughly around the time I was playing Pillars of Eternity 😂, "Charr-Nip" and "Old Tom's Vital Readings (He's Dead)" which dropped for a collection when killing Old Tom.

12. Is there anything that has been removed from the game that you miss or are particularly nostalgic about?

I'm a bit salty about the legendary wardrobe/skill templates. On the one hand, it's great: Once you unlock a legendary item, every char can use it simultaneously. I'll never have to buy a single piece of armor again. Incredible.

On the other hand, for weapons that sucks, because the moment you unequip it and it's not used in another template, the customization is gone: Runes and infusions drop out, stats reset, skin is gone. That's no monetary loss, but if I quickly wanna swap to a different weapon to use a skill and swap out the wrong one, I can spend 1 min reassembling my gear 😂

Quick weapon swap was common in dungeons: pull out that hammer to blast, and that warhorn to speed up, back to sword. So now despite having those "everyone can use them" legendary weapons... I don't use any of them, but buy the lower rarity ones instead. All that wasted money 😭

And even worse, you have two gear template slots. Now if that sword you just swapped out for warhorn is also used in the second template, it does not drop back into inventory (which is, in theory, great, because you save up to 16 slots by not having to drag a full gear set around!), so I cannot reequip it quickly.

It's not a problem if you use the gear templates for completely separate things - heal and damage, condi and power - but that also sucks, because you use food and enhancements with each build, which $$$, and they don't get swapped along but have to be overwritten each time, so it's more practical to make two completely different chars so you don't have to throw a gold at it after every second fight.

That's probably a lot of words someone not playing the game won't quite get, sorry 😅

[coconut-window]

One Last Moment: An Exploration Of Surrealism And Dissonance

Fall like snow

Ye deathless metal.

Burn, like embers

Above the sea.

You take and

Steal a swift

God’s golden helm,

Believing the devil’s

Last words can

Delay the inevitable.

You are free

Within a prison,

Sweet nectar raining

Disease and rot

That can never

Manage to stick.

Praise and praise

And praise and

Love are handed

To you, who

Did not ask

For and does

Not deserve kindness.

Fall like snow,

Ye deathless metal,

And rise from

The ashes of

Your merciful cruelty.

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Fall like snow

Upon shards of glass

Ever-reflecting, forever-revealing

Your flaws, your hate, the lies

You want escape, a drug born of isolation

Look away from me

Your eyes, full of sorrow, of silence

Your mouth, empty of those three words

Forever-scarring, forever-forbidden

How dare you

How dare you

How dare you

How dare you

What gave you the right

To steal me from myself?

To take away my beloved moon

And leave a rotten heart in its place?

Your wings unfurl, cloaking the last day

In shadow and stars

Is that night enough for you?

Or do you want more than my false cathedral,

Constructed from barnyard animals and words

I almost said

Fall like snow

Upon shards of the ocean-sky

And bleed yourself back into

The veins that birthed the corpse

You call paradise

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This Poem Is About A Person

i am the sand above the desert

that cuts the skin of the careless.

the season turns, spins, dances

until the leaves drift softly past the lovers.

an empty field, shrouded by the stars,

lies next to a river that flows into a drain.

a question is asked, below the silence

of the blizzard blowing by.

the answer is found, delivered by a rat

kept warm by the snow.

reality collides, then another, another

the laughter flows across the sea

those three words ring hollow still.

the ice melts, the world splits open.

we begin, you and i, at first equals

but the seasons shift and the ice

refreezes, and i am once again made real.

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The Swift god sells apples in an empty jungle

An antiThesis containing itself

The moon roars across an entangled economy

Spices raining down from an infernal sky

Can those three words ever be said?

An antithesis negating itSelf

Clementines sprawl across a euphoric nightmare

An antithesis constructing reality

A marble column sinks into a silver coins

Reflections of the deep-ocean floor revealed

A spilling of blood, unforgivable

A spilling of blood, irrevocable

A spilling of blood, unbreakable

How many apples will you buy?

How much is reality worth?

An antithesis becoming itSelf

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a race against the clock

some run, others crawl

some don't seem to move at all

a majesty, green brilliance seeping down

to push and shove and provide a trail

to give guidance to those who

cannot be lost

a tower of black gold, forever-rising

a checkpoint to reach,

an infliction to avoid

an ideal made unreal by the

various storms and stories that

steal away with dreams and spiders

a garden of void, eternal oblivion

a nothingness that envelopes and

from which only one can exist

only one that is real

within the moments, within the silence

within the space within the space between

the ordered chaos, the sunless amnesia

you sigh, and speak

words that were never yours

spun together, interwoven with words

i could never say

are you the gardener?

the lone caretaker of the lone flower

in the lone garden at the snake's mouth

a fruitless endeavor, you must agree

a waste of time, you must surely believe

how could anything born of this

never-rotten hell grow and live,

you must be thinking

but you have already won.

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Would you like to step through?

Through the forest, the blind mirror

That sings a lullaby, a sleeping child

Counting and dreaming, dreaming

Of a world where the trees are real

And the stars burn like embers

In a sky of the blackest blue

Of a world where she belongs

In a village that erases his lines

And takes away her vision

And lets him see the clouds

And lets her feel the red beneath

His skin, a prison of paralysis

She begs and begs but no sound leaves

His mind, a prison of paralysis

The cool air swims across her

Face, the ocean below his

Body rises, and rises

And the fire begins to kindle

And the village is no more

And the sky is no more

And the stars are no more

And the forest is no more

And the mirror is no more

And the child can no longer dream.

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An Inquiry Into The Nature Of The Three Sisters That Sleep Underneath Reality

How can you be so kind?

Laughter leaves your mouth like a plague,

A solemn distance between you and those

Who no longer know fear.

Do you weep?

When the children take up your impossible burden,

The weight dragging them down into tragedy.

Did you laugh?

Your light at last radiating in the darkness,

Your sin made perfection manifest.

Do you hate them?

The raindrops form your tears,

Stolen by lightning and oil.

What’s your favorite color?

The sky shines with red brilliance

That you will never again see.

Does the ocean hurt you?

The sharp rocks writhe at your touch,

The still tides in turmoil as you simply

Reveal the truth.

Do you miss the snow?

The cool breeze descends the

Mountain slope, a lonely freedom.

Do you enjoy it?

Your eyes shine a shade of

Infinite blue, your gaze directed

At the eternal lie.

Do you love us?

Our fragile lives dependent on

Your touch, a prison of paralysis.

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i am here.

there are 4 walls around me,

within them a room.

the room begins to fill

and now you are here with me.

but you are not me

and there are 7 lines between us.

you stand opposite of me,

a world away.

now there is a floor, something

to move on.

i take a step towards you,

but there is a line.

you laugh, unable to see the lines.

i ask you a question, you answer.

the line is now gone

i take another step.

the trees howl, aware of what i dont know.

i silence them, the wild beast no

longer cries.

the king with seven rings now stands

tall, the next line.

he tells me a word, but i cannot touch it.

another line breaks.

i take another step.

there is no line. i take another step.

there is no line. i take another step.

there is a line. i cannot take another step.

i cannot see this line, but i can see you.

you cannot see me, but you can see her.

i cut her hair.

she did not want this.

i watch her cry.

another line breaks.

you smile

a sharp smile

a smile of reason and lines.

you understand, but you do not know.

you do not see her cry.

she is no more.

i did not see that.

i take a step back.

the line does not break.

boxes of light push me forwards.

the red one tells me i cannot swim back,

my path chosen for me, a path that

leads to you.

i trust the red light, and i take a step forward.

thorns grow out of your drink,

bringing you luck and honey.

i let you drink it, and another line breaks.

the floor melts away, an ocean in its place.

i must swim now, swim through a summer

day, dots of light guide me through the tides.

i can no longer see you, but you see me.

you watch, and offer to help, but you do

not know.

i turn away, and another line breaks.

the floor returns. i take a step.

there are no more lines between us.

there are three of you, spectres.

you each say a word, the one i cannot

touch.

you return to one, one part of one whole.

you drift, i do not know where.

i decide to join you, unable to stand.

there are no more lines.

is this what i wanted?

no, it is simply the path.

but the path is no more.

am i free?

i ask the red light, but i am answered

by the blue box.

the red light is no more, it tells me.

but i cannot rest now.

the blue light is no more.

you touch me, finally knowing the truth.

and the 4 walls fall away.

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the wind dances in the air,

the sunlight its eternal partner.

the grass carries across it a

thousand ants, the ants carry

our crumbs. we made such a mess

that day, a moment i hope you never

forget.

i can still hear your laugh, your

smile still reflected in my eyes.

i couldn’t move my gaze off of

you, in that moment i understood

beauty. joy radiated from your

gray-green eyes, my dumb joke

somehow its cause.

my silence was a challenge to you,

my stubbornness an appeal.

you wanted me to be happy,

to see the world through eyes

that were not my own.

i’m sorry i could not give that

to you. i’m sorry i lied.

all i have are moments, those

beautiful moments i share with

you.

i do not love you. i wish i did.

oh, what pretty little lovebirds

we would make,

your mind a mirror of my own.

you could show me the wonders

of this world, and i could show you

the gems hidden deep within

the depths of the abyss.

it would break my heart if you

forgot that day. the miles we walked,

the jokes we shared, the rain we ran

through.

they have a permanence you do not,

a solidity we can never achieve.

i never truly knew you, and you

could never decipher me.

i was a challenge to you,

nothing more than a problem.

i suppose it was only fair.

you deserve so much more than me.

goodbye

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Prolegomena To Any Future Exploration Of The Essential Characteristics Of The Soul, More Commonly Referred To As The True Self Which Is Separate From And Normatively Higher Than The Physical Self That Acts As The Primary Vessel Of Sensation

there is a bird in the sky.

i shoot the bird.

it is dead now.

the world continues.

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Oh, my beloved

is the world too much for you?

are the days too heavy for your shoulders?

are the others unlike you?

an unbridgeable chasm, an ocean

of hell and fire, pale blue isolation

imagine that Manhattan is made out of pizza

a city of cheese and bread and pretty red

sauce mixed in with all your favorite

toppings

maybe that will turn your blue into a

soft green, or perhaps a yellow-white

which do you prefer?

the real or the absurd?

the truth or unreality?

of course, we all know what you wont

accept

we all can see you, we all can hear the lies

you tell yourself

the world you live in is not real, the world

you accept is not too much for you

rather, you are too much for the world

weeping on top of a tower, not of valuable ivory but of moss-riddled cobblestone

a hell you constructed when you were young,

a broken child, weak and afraid, just like

everyone else

you needed protection, you wanted escape

so you built yourself a maze of fantasy, every detail refined to perfection

every day, you ventured further and farther into your labyrinth, the reality of your true self too much for you to handle

it kept you safe, gave you an illusion of control, of superiority, of awesome power

power to hurt those who hurt you, power

to burn away everything that stung your soft, beating heart

but you are no longer a child, no longer do you need safety

so the fantasy rejected you, your lovely labyrinth twisting into a tower

you were given a choice, power or weakness

courage or cowardice

heroism or villainy

you chose wrong, and atop that tower you now weep

weep, for the love you will never know

weep, for the family you can never have

weep, for everything that was taken from you

but nothing was taken

nothing was lost

you chose wrong, and now you have nothing but your fantasy

oh, my poor, ignorant beloved

you believe no one loves you, not truly

not in a way that matters

yet even so, i love you still

the misery of your fantasy is exquisite,

so focused, so brittle, so absolute,

an iron-clad grip on your pretty throat

how could anything other a god create

something so beautiful?

yes, that is what you are

a god, a weak god, a pitiful god

a god who chose wrong, and now must

burn underneath an ocean of pale-blue

isolation

would you like to know the most perfect part of your little prison?

the real reason i love you so?

it is the open door, wide and ever so enticing

it waits for you, begging you to leave

to accept reality, to join the others

but you do not see them, nor the door

all you see is that illusion, of power, of superiority

so you hold on to it, desperate to stay in your unreality

a prison with an open door,

a prison that begs you to leave

and you, the creator and the prisoner

a lovely dissonance, such flavorful irony

how could anyone not love you?

how are you so blind?

oh, my beloved

imagine that Manhattan is made out of pizza

construct a new fantasy, let go of the pathetic child you used to be

and perhaps you can escape your prison

and perhaps you can step through that open door

accept the truth, enter reality, chose to be the courageous hero you pretend to be

i know you will not, i know you can not

perhaps i too live in a fantasy,

a fantasy of hope, of a twisted truth

but i do not weep in my fantasy

it does not hurt me as yours does

i laugh atop my tower, i love and i cry

sweet tears, beautiful tears,

but i do not weep as you do

oh, my beloved

how could you possibly understand my love?

you see it as pity, as contempt,

as violence and war

if only you knew

how much i love you,

your tears, your prison, your broken fantasy

i want you to be real, to be free, to finally begin to smile

oh, my beloved

my beautiful beloved, for whom the world is too much

my beautiful beloved, for whom the days are too heavy

my beautiful beloved, unlike all the rest

my beautiful beloved, for whom i wish only freedom

may you one day find happiness.

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You goddamn diva.

You are not a god, my darling beloved.

You are less than worthless.

We must imagine Sisyphus happy,

You say.

But you are not Sisyphus. You are the stone.

Not the puppetmaster but a simple

Marionette, holding its own strings.

Twisting itself into something that matters,

Weeping a fantasy of its own importance.

No, you are not the stone.

You are just a pebble, nothing more than

An object to be stepped on by the great.

Your delusion will let you do nothing else,

reveling in your isolation,

Never more than a stone's throw away

From the dancing stars,

Living underneath a sky of blackest-blue.

I love you,

But you do not deserve those three words.

I can never say them, not to you.

I am sorry,

For the hell you must live in.

Please forgive me,

for the web you think I spun around you.

You say they are just words,

words within words within words within a Smile.

Your smile, I will never forget it.

I love you,

And I truly hope you one day find the Happiness you dance around, but

Please, just leave.

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do you still dream?

of that white christmas we spent together,

huddled up next to that fireplace, drinking the overly-sweet hot chocolate i made?

do you still cherish that memory?

oh, my beloved

the memories we dance through are

hope, the loves we lose as the green brilliance burns us away

oh, my beloved

i dreamt you sang a song long ago

a silver song

will you sing it once again?

you insist on stillness

on static and decay

so i will not ask you to dance with me

(you were never particularly good at it anyways)

but from atop your tree, from within your nest you must sing

and perhaps you can begin to listen

listen to the wind within the air

listen to the colors within the rain

listen to the words not spoken within the minds of others

you say you will not speak

but the words are not yours to say

they are mine, and i gift them to you

you have already won, victory eternal lies naked on the palm of your hand

close your fists, accept my gift

and perhaps you will finally be able to hear your own words

words within words within words within a smile

your smile used to shine, far more brilliant than that empty garden

but you smile no more

i will forget your smile one day

or perhaps it will be a night

i hope it will be a dark and stormy one

you never did understand, did you?

always getting carried away by that swift god

(you dont even like apples, dumbass)

those three words haunt you

spectres of a spectre, never quite there

but always by your side

one day, you will touch them

one day, you will find perfection

but in the meantime, i will be here

at the edge of your reach

i will not leave you

not again

i will join you atop your tower of cobblestone

and together we shall weep

you, for the world

and i, for you

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Your nails have gotten quite long,

Haven't they?

Once again, yet again

Always and forever.

Can you not see yourself?

Can you not hear your music?

We used to sing together,

Dance together,

Create worlds together.

You, on your piano

And I, on my violin.

Would you like to play again?

Do you still remember that song?

The one that felt like enough?

Why that song,

I always wondered.

Nothing else was enough for you.

I gave you my moon,

My words,

My eyes,

But you kept wanting more.

For the longest time, I wanted

To be that song, for you to love me

As I loved you.

We were children back then,

Too young to understand ourselves

And then there was you,

For whom every action was effortless

For whom every word flowed like water

For whom the sky was nothing but stars.

A walking contradiction,

An enigma with physical form.

How could anyone not love you,

I used to wonder.

We were children back then,

But we are no longer young.

The seasons shifted and the ice

Refroze, and I now know the

Answer to my question.

Those three words,

The riddle solved at last.

Perhaps one day we will

Return to our childhood selves,

The naive gods we used to be.

But until then,

I will shed no more tears for you.

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Nine Meaningful Jewelry Christmas Gifts for Mom

This holiday season, birthstone jewelry is the appropriate way to make mother sense unique. Discover the suitable customizable jewelry for any excursion! Say 'forever' with the exquisite beauty of an emerald wedding bands, a perfect reflection of your enduring love.

Woman carrying  personalized necklaces, a four Letter necklace, and a Warren pendant on an Adelaide Mini chain.

Mothers are Gems

Mothers hold a special area in our hearts. As the vacations technique, the struggle begins to determine out what to present Mom for Christmas. We all need to find some thing she will treasure and with a purpose to display how a great deal you cherish her. My personal Mom is so dear to me. She has inspired me to forge a creative career as a designer, is a staunch supporter of HAVERHILL, an inspiring muse and a being concerned and loving grandmother to my kids. Over the years it has been a pleasure to create birthstone jewelry for my mother to assist preserve her cherished ones close. She by no means takes off her own family birthstone necklace and her NENE necklace!

Grand four Birthstone jewelry, Rosecliff Small Circle Birthstone ring, and a pair of Letter & three Birthstone necklace, all personalised.

What makes birthstone earrings special?

Jewelry is any such lasting and meaningful manner to have fun the Moms in our lives. Birthstone rings is specifically considerate as it connects us to our cherished ones and the special moments in our lives. We speak with customers each day who're looking to create personalized birthstone earrings for their mother because it's so private and empowering, it both affirms what subjects most and provides sparkle to their day.

The Perfect Christmas Gift for Mom

If you're seeking out significant Christmas jewelry gifts for mom, we've put together some first-rate thoughts for you. We have taken a deep dive into our customers favored choices for mother presents and feature provide you with a listing of our nine first-rate selling items for mothers. We’ve additionally delivered some beneficial hints to help you get the perfect in shape whether or not you select a necklace, bracelet, ring or jewelry!

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1. Highlight how unique she is with a birthstone necklace

This easy but elegant birthstone necklace is a established favorite and makes a high-quality necklace for a mom of any age at Christmas. The Grand Solitaire Necklace capabilities an attention grabbing spherical briolette cut birthstone bezel set in 14k gold and may be personalized to encompass her birthstone or a toddler’s birthstone. It makes a excellent gift for young moms since it could without difficulty have birthstones added as your own family grows.

Woman carrying eight randomly stacked Rosecliff Stackable jewelry on her palms, all proposing 11 2mm prong set gemstones.

2. Create stackable Rings for Each of her Children

The best stackable ring! The Rosecliff half eternity ring gives a undying design presenting 2 mm birthstones prong set in 14k gold. You can constitute the complete circle of relatives with a repeating pattern of one - 5 stones or make a custom ring with 11 exclusive stones. This comfortable, light-weight band ring stacks fantastically with other earrings. Create one ring together with her birthstone or a fixed of Mother’s Rings with one ring for every toddler.

Woman's wrist sporting 2 Letter & 2 Birthstone bracelet presenting .25in flat engraved letter discs and two 4mm gems.

3. Celebrate her love story with birthstones and initials

Tell her story with birthstones and initials. This lovely bracelet includes two sparkly briolette cut birthstones set in 14k gold bezels alternating with two initials engraved on especially polished solid 14k gold discs. Pair her birthstone and preliminary together with your Dad’s for a romantic touch, or choose her child’s initials and birthstones. She will like it due to the fact it is perfect for ordinary wear - lightweight enough to sleep in and in no way take off.

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Four. Add sparkle to her day with birthstone and diamond rings

Looking for a traditional present with an elegant contact? These thoughtfully crafted birthstone stud earrings with diamonds show off birthstones prong set in 14k gold with an accessory diamond. Offering modest luxurious, they make a shiny gift she can wear all of the time. Choose from thirteen unique birthstones to focus on her beginning month, a special non secular that means or her favourite colour birthstone. These fashionable earrings pair fantastically with any outfit - she will love their traditional versatility.

Woman sporting a customised Classic 3 Birthstone necklace proposing 4mm moonstone, sapphire, and Nantucket blue topaz.

Five. Design a lightweight birthstone necklace perfect for an energetic mom.

For an lively Mom who is constantly at the go, this three birthstone necklace makes a amazing gift. She will love its wearability - it's far lightweight sufficient to sleep in and layers superbly with other necklaces. Choose 3 matching birthstones to honor her delivery month, or select circle of relatives participants’ birthstones to hold her cherished ones close. She will placed it on and never take it off!

Woman's hand wearing three stacked Grand earrings presenting a single 6mm Nantucket blue topaz, emerald, and white topaz.

6. Create a amusing ring stack with a cutting-edge look

Deceptively simple! This Grand Birthstone Ring isn't simplest a customer favored however a group of workers favored as nicely (particularly with Moonstone). It looks first rate on its very own however also stacks properly with different jewelry. Try pairing it with a Rosecliff ring with diamonds or with different Grand rings for a significant mother or grandmother ring set. The 6 mm featured birthstone is captivating and lustrous. She will love how the birthstone colour in reality stands out in this simple but cutting-edge layout.

Two signature gift boxes—one is open and one is closed. The open one showcases a customized Classic 6 Birthstone necklace.

7. Include the whole family in a gold birthstone bracelet

Want to include the entire family in your present? This splendid birthstone bracelet includes 5 sparkly briolette cut birthstones set in 14k gold bezels that seize and mirror the mild. A thoughtful gift for a mom or grandmother, this excellent bracelet could have from 1 - 8 birthstones and so you can easily add birthstones in case your own family grows. She will love the conversations it starts offevolved and the thought that she includes a token of her own family together with her anywhere she goes.

Woman sporting a 1 Letter & 1 Birthstone necklace in 14k yellow gold presenting the letter H and aquamarine.

Eight. Celebrate new moms with a birthstone and initial necklace

For new moms, this is our most popular necklace, particularly when it consists of a new infant’s birthstone and initial. This simple necklace is widely cherished for its easy and understated design and present day, asymmetrical placing. New moms love that it is perfect for everyday wear - light-weight enough to sleep in and by no means take off. Best of all, it is simple to add on birthstones and letters so it may develop along with your family. The gift you may hold on giving!

Woman layering an Adelaide necklace and Warren Rainbow Moonstone pendant on an Adelaide Mini chain in 14k yellow gold.

9. Enhance her style with a birthstone pendant for expert moms

Professional Moms will love this state-of-the-art necklace. An marvelous emerald reduce birthstone hand set in a 14k gold bezel is the center-piece of this iconic Warren pendant. Heritage styling makes this pendant the correct gift for running Moms as it adds an fashionable touch to any outfit. Pick the birthstone that exceptional fits her fashion, whether or not it's miles her birthstone, her favourite coloration gem, or a religious which means that resonates for her.

Sizing Tips for Jewelry Gifts

One of the most challenging elements of buying jewelry as a gift is figuring out what size rings to shop for. We have a Sizing Guide that allow you to get the precise fit. You might need to do some detective work to parent out what duration necklace or bracelet to get, or discern out her ring length. If you can sneak in her rings container to measure her favorite necklace or bracelet, that is tremendous! Ring sizing is trickier, however relaxation confident, we will exchange or resize earrings for you. You also can simply ask! She would possibly recognize typically what you are becoming, however the marvel and satisfaction will nonetheless be there when she opens the container on Christmas morning and sees what you have got created only for her.

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We do the present wrapping for you!

Don’t worry about how you may wrap the jewellery for Christmas, we contend with the gift wrapping for you. Every piece of jewelry comes elegantly wrapped in our signature HAVERHILL gift container tied with a satin bow and ready for giving. If you are sending the gift instantly to Mom, relaxation assured there are no receipts inside the bundle (that is all sent electronically to you). We are glad to consist of a present be aware, just let us recognize what you would like it to mention.  From the instant she sees your gift until she puts her personalised rings on, we need the experience to experience expensive. After all, she merits simplest the excellent!

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The Beautiful Symbolism of Breathtaking Celtic Engagement Rings

If you’re the type of bride who’s searching for Engagement Rings for Women Austin, TX that are unique, traditional, and full of interesting culture and history, Celtic rings are the ideal choice for you.

Celtic rings feature migraine knots and intricate braids that symbolize everlasting love. These pieces also use more unique center stones like heart-shaped diamonds and other gemstones.

Reasons to love Celtic rings

One of the main reasons why a lot of brides tend to prefer Celtic

 Men's Wedding Bands Austin, TX is that they have a special meaning behind them. Celtic pieces offer a certain level of sentiment, authenticity, and tradition to your wedding day.

These pieces tend to feel a lot more personal than a popular round or solitaire diamond. Celtic rings also come in a wide range of styles and sizes so that you can choose a piece that you love.

Celtic rings feature a range of stones from Irish marble, diamonds, and turquoise to sapphires. Just keep in mind that if you are looking to switch up or sell your ring in the future this might not be the piece for you.

Your Celtic Diamond Rings Austin, TX aren’t valued as highly as a popular diamond ring. So, you will not get the same value for it if you decide to upgrade your piece in the future.

With Celtic rings, look for durable metals like yellow gold or platinum accompanied by resilient gemstones like diamonds and sapphires.

Always work with a skilled and experienced professional who can help youcustom design your piece. Your jeweler should have access to unique vintage stones and intricate designs along with adding their personal touch to your piece.

Make sure to keep your ring simple and pair it with a thin pave band or a thin eternity band set with tiny diamonds. This will allow your Celtic ring to stand out and pop. Make sure that your band sits flush with your ring so that it looks like a single piece.

End Note

Caring for your Celtic ring is important. Traditional rings are made of platinum which doesn’t tarnish easily. However, metals like sterling silver or gold will need to be re-plated once a year.

Always avoid exposing your ring to direct heat and light and store it in a cool, dark place when running errands or doing chores.

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Forever Bound: Discover Celtic Rings That Represent Eternal Love

If you’re looking for engagement rings in Fayetteville, ARthat are sentimental, unique, and beautifully designed, then Celtic rings are the ideal choice for you. Celtic rings come steeped in rich history and culture with intricate details and will easily stand out from the rest.

Each of these rings features unique braids and migraine designs that symbolize everlasting love. Celtic rings might even use unique center stones like heart shaped diamonds that will stand out in any room.

Reasons to love Celtic diamond rings

One of the main reasons why a lot of brides tend to prefer Celtic rings is that it has a special meaning behind them. Your jewelry stores Pea Ridge, AR will tell you that Celtic rings offer a level of sentimentality and originality to your big day. They tend to feel a bit more personal compared to a modern round or oval cut diamond.

Celtic rings come in a wide range of styles allowing you to custom-design your ring to meet your needs. These rings can feature stones like diamonds, turquoise, and even Irish marble.

Just keep in mind that, unlike modern diamond rings, these rings aren’t valued as highly. If you choose to reset, upgrade, or sell your ring in the future you might not get the same value for it.

Your jewelry repair Fayetteville, AR will advise you to find a ring that can withstand daily wear and tear. Look for durable metals like yellow gold or platinum that are strong and tough. You should also pick gemstones like diamonds, sapphires, and rubies for your ring.

When custom designing your ring, make sure to work with a professional jeweler who has experience and skill and can help you add your own personal touch and design to a ring.

Some jewelers will also have access to vintage and unique center stones along with a range of metals that look stunning when set in your piece.

Wrapping Up

When it comes to Celtic pieces, always keep it simple so that the beauty of your ring can stand out and shine. You can pair your ring with a thin pave eternity band or a notched band that can showcase the beauty of your ring. 

If cared for properly and looked after, you can even pass these rings down to future generations as heirloom pieces for years to come.

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Today’s reading from the ancient books of Proverbs and Psalms

for july 11 of 2024 with Proverbs 11 and Psalm 11, accompanied by Psalm 22 for the 22nd day of Astronomical Summer, and Psalm 43 for day 193 of the year (with the consummate book of 150 Psalms in its 2nd revolution this year)

[Proverbs 11]

Dishonesty in business disgusts the Eternal,

but fair dealing delights Him.

When pride comes, shame is not far behind,

but wisdom accompanies those who are humble.

The right-living are guided by integrity,

but the crooked ways of the faithless will lead to ruin.

Riches won’t matter on the day of wrath,

but right living will rescue from death.

The good deeds of the blameless pave a peaceful, productive path,

but wrongdoers trip over their own faults.

The good deeds of the upright will rescue them,

but the faithless will be conquered by their shallow desires.

When wrongdoers die, their hopes die with them.

Their great expectations vanish into nothing more than a dream.

Those who do right are pulled from trouble;

it falls on wrongdoers instead who are left to sink in their own problems.

The words of the godless ruin those close to them,

but through insight the right-living are spared.

When prosperity comes to those who do right, the whole city celebrates;

but when the wicked get their just punishment, there is joyous cheering.

A city thrives through the blessing of those living right,

but the words of a wrongdoer will bring it to ruin.

Whoever puts down another is not wise,

but one who knows better keeps quiet.

A gossip can’t keep anything confidential,

but a reliable person protects a secret.

Without wise guidance, a nation falls;

but victory is certain when there are plenty of wise counselors.

Trouble compounds when you guarantee a stranger’s debt,

but you’ll be safe if you refuse the pledge.

A gracious woman acquires honor,

but cruel people are only interested in acquiring money.

Kindness is its own reward,

but cruelty is a self-inflicted wound.

The wicked earn a living by deception,

but the one who plants righteousness gathers a true harvest.

Indeed, those who do what is right will live a good life,

but those who pursue evil will die.

The Eternal detests a crooked heart and a warped mind,

but He takes great pleasure in those who follow the right way.

Certainly those who do wrong will not escape punishment,

but those who do right will go free.

Much like a gold ring in the snout of a pig,

so is a beautiful woman who lacks good judgment.

Those who live right crave what is good,

but the prospect of wrongdoers is wrath.

One shares liberally and yet gains even more,

while another hoards more than is right and still has need.

A giving person will receive much in return,

and someone who gives water will also receive the water he needs.

Curses fall upon those who hoard food,

but blessings come to those who sell food.

Those who seek good find the goodwill of others,

but those who look for evil are sure to find it.

Those who trust in their wealth are headed for great disappointment,

but those who do right will sprout like green leaves in the spring.

A person who stirs up trouble in his family will inherit stormy winds,

and foolish troublers will end up serving the wise.

The tree of life grows where the fruit of right-living falls,

and whoever wins souls is wise.

If the righteous can expect to be repaid on earth,

how much more can the ungodly and the sinners?

The Book of Proverbs, Chapter 11 (The Voice)

A set of notes from The Voice translation:

Business may well be the most common human activity, so God cares deeply about how we conduct our business. Many proverbs address honesty in all forms of business—buying, selling, negotiating, transacting, and working. All of these depend on trust. Deceit in business causes many people to suffer. In fact, world economies and all our livelihoods depend in large measure on truthfulness, honesty, and fair dealings in the market.

Generosity places God’s gifts and blessings into circulation. The principle is simply stated: by giving we receive. This may seem counterintuitive, but it is how God’s economy works. As Jesus said, “Don’t hold back—give freely, and you’ll have plenty poured back into your lap—a good measure, pressed down, shaken together, brimming over. You’ll receive in the same measure you give” (Luke 6:38).

[Psalm 11]

For the worship leader. A song of David.

I am already in the soft embrace of the Eternal,

so why do you beckon me to leave, saying,

“Fly like a bird to the mountains.

Look! The wicked approach with bows bent,

sneaking around in the shadows,

setting their arrows against their bowstrings to pierce everyone whose heart is pure.

If the foundations are crumbling,

is there hope for the righteous?”

But the Eternal has not moved; He remains in His holy temple.

He sits squarely on His heavenly throne.

He observes the sons of Adam and daughters of Eve, examining us within and without,

exploring every fiber of our beings.

The Eternal searches the hearts of those who are good,

but He despises all those who can’t get enough of perversion and violence.

If you are evil, He will rain hot lava over your head,

will fill your cup with burning wind and liquid fire to scorch your insides.

The Eternal is right in all His ways;

He cherishes all that is upright.

Those who do what is right in His eyes will see His face.

The Book of Psalms, Poem 11 (The Voice)

A note from The Voice translation:

Psalm 11 is a Davidic psalm expressing trust in the Eternal as a refuge and fortress for those who do what is right. David spent many years struggling first with Saul, then with the neighboring nations, and finally against the rebellion led by his son Absalom.

[Psalm 22]

For the worship leader. A song of David to the tune “Deer of the Dawn.”

My God, my God, why have You turned Your back on me?

Your ears are deaf to my groans.

O my God, I cry all day and You are silent;

my tears in the night bring no relief.

Still, You are holy;

You make Your home on the praises of Israel.

Our mothers and fathers trusted in You;

they trusted, and You rescued them.

They cried out to You for help and were spared;

they trusted in You and were vindicated.

But I am a worm and not a human being,

a disgrace and an object of scorn.

Everyone who sees me laughs at me;

they whisper to one another I’m a loser; they sneer and mock me, saying,

“He relies on the Eternal; let the Eternal rescue him

and keep him safe because He is happy with him.”

But You are the One who granted me life;

You endowed me with trust as I nursed at my mother’s breast.

I was dedicated to You at birth;

You’ve been my God from my mother’s womb.

Stay close to me—

trouble is at my door;

no one else can help me.

I’m surrounded by many tormenters;

like strong bulls of Bashan, they circle around me with their taunts.

They open their mouths wide at me

like ravenous, roaring lions.

My life is poured out like water,

and all my bones have slipped out of joint.

My heart melts like wax inside me.

My strength is gone, dried up like shards of pottery;

my dry tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;

You lay me in the dust of death.

A throng of evil ones has surrounded me

like a pack of wild dogs;

They pierced my hands and ripped a hole in my feet.

I count all my bones;

people gawk and stare at me.

They make a game out of dividing my clothes among themselves;

they cast lots for the clothes on my back.

But You, O Eternal, stay close;

O You, my help, hurry to my side.

Save my life from violence,

my sweet life from the teeth of the wild dog.

Rescue me from the mouth of the lion.

From the horns of the wild oxen, You responded to my plea.

I will speak Your Name to my brothers and sisters

when I praise You in the midst of the community.

You who revere the Eternal, praise Him—

descendants of Jacob, worship Him;

be struck with wonder before Him, all you children of Israel.

He’s not put off

by the suffering of the suffering one;

He doesn’t pretend He hasn’t seen him;

when he pleaded for help, He listened.

You stir my praise in the great assembly;

I will fulfill my vows before those who humble their hearts before Him.

Those who are suffering will eat and be nourished;

those who seek Him will praise the Eternal.

May your hearts beat strong forever!

Those from the farthest reaches of the earth will remember

and turn back to look for the Eternal;

All the families of the nations

will worship You.

The Eternal owns the world;

He exercises His gentle rule over all the nations.

All the wealthy of the world will eat and worship;

all those who fall in the dust will bow before Him,

even the life that is headed to the grave.

Our children will serve Him;

future generations will hear the story of how the Lord rescued us.

They will tell the generations to come

of the righteousness of the Lord,

of what He has done.

The Book of Psalms, Poem 22 (The Voice)

A note from The Voice translation:

Jesus prayed this individual lament from the cross (Matthew 27:46; Mark 15:34). Though it begins with a sense of abandonment, it ends on a triumphant note.

[Psalm 43]

Plead for me; clear my name, O God. Prove me innocent

before immoral people;

Save me from their lies,

their unjust thoughts and deeds.

You are the True God—my shelter, my protector, the one whom I lean on.

Why have You turned away from me? Rejected me?

Why must I go around, overwrought, mourning,

suffering under the weight of my enemies?

O my God, shine Your light and truth

to help me see clearly,

To lead me to Your holy mountain,

to Your home.

Then I will go to God’s altar with nothing to hide.

I will go to God, my rapture;

I will sing praises to You and play my strings,

unloading my cares, unleashing my joys, to You, God, my God.

O my soul, why are you so overwrought?

Why are you so disturbed?

Why can’t I just hope in God? Despite all my emotions, I will hope in God again.

I will believe and praise the One

who saves me and is my life,

My Savior and my God.

The Book of Psalms, Poem 43 (The Voice)

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The Ultimate Guide to Where to Buy Wedding Rings and the Best Choice

Introduction for wedding rings

Choosing the right wedding ring is a vital part of getting ready for your wedding. It symbolizes your eternal affection and commitment, therefore selecting the proper one is essential. This article will walk you through the most suitable places to buy wedding bands and how to make the right choice for yourself and your spouse.

Understanding Your Budget

When you start shopping, you ought to set a budget. Buy wedding Rings comes in a variety of expenses, so understanding what you can afford can help you limit down the choices you have. Remember that the cost of the ring shouldn't go over your overall wedding budget.

Local Jewelry Stores

Local jewelry stores are a good place to start. They offer personal treatment, and you may try on different looks to find which is best for you. Developing a relationship with a local jeweler may provide benefits such as unique designs and professional advice.

National Retail Chains

National jewelry design stores such as Zales, Kay Jewelers, and Jared provide an extensive selection of wedding rings at an assortment of prices. These stores usually include frequent deals and financing options, making it easier to find a ring that fits your budget.

Online Jewelers

Online jewelers like Blue Nile, James Allen, and Brilliant Earth have grown in prominence as to their large collections and affordable prices. Shopping online allows you to readily evaluate numerous options and typically includes consumer reviews to help you make your decision.

Custom Jewelers

If you need something truly one-of-a-kind, try working with a custom jeweler. Custom jeweler may create an engagement ring that matches your personal taste or tastes. This choice may be more expensive, but it's great for couples wanting something unique.

Vintage and Antique Stores

Antique and vintage shops provide amazing wedding bands with charm and personality for those who value history and craftsmanship. These rings often come with a narrative and might be a more environmentally friendly option.

Alternative Retailers

Avoid overlooking other sellers such as Etsy, where person artisans sell handmade wedding bands. This is a great method to find one-of-a-kind and affordable rings while supporting as well regional businesses.

Choosing the Right Metal 

The metal of your wedding ring affects both its beauty and durability. Popular metals included gold, platinum jewelry, and palladium. Consider sensitivity to sunlight, lifestyle, and color choice when selecting a metal.

Deciding on the Style

Through traditional solitaires to complex vintage designs, your wedding ring ought to reflect the way you are. Consider whether you want matching bands or something different to accent your engagement ring.

Getting the Right Fit

The wedding ring is essential for comfort and security. Visit a competent jeweler to get your ring size effectively measured. Remember that fingers can expand and shrink, thus making sure the fit remains comfortable.

Conclusion

Choosing an appropriate wedding ring takes time, study, and care. By researching different purchase opportunities while considering your unique tastes, you can make an informed choice that you will cherish for a lifetime. Happy ring shopping!

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Halo Diamond Engagement Rings: A Comprehensive Guide

Halo diamond engagement rings have surged in popularity in recent years, captivating couples with their breathtaking beauty and timeless elegance. Characterized by a central diamond encircled by a halo of smaller diamonds or gemstones, these rings exude brilliance, sophistication, and romance. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll delve into the beauty of halo diamond engagement rings, exploring their history, design variations, symbolism, and shopping tips at Jewelry stores in Jacksonville, FL.

A Brief History of Halo Diamond Engagement Rings While halo settings have been used in jewelry for centuries, the modern halo diamond engagement ring gained prominence in the early 2000s, influenced by both vintage and contemporary design aesthetics. Inspired by the glamour of vintage halo designs from the Art Deco era, modern halo rings combine classic elegance with contemporary flair, making them a beloved choice for couples seeking timeless beauty and sophistication.

Design Variations: From Classic to Contemporary Halo diamond engagement rings come in a variety of styles and configurations, allowing couples to find the perfect ring to suit their preferences and personal style. Classic halo designs feature a round or cushion-cut center diamond surrounded by a halo of smaller diamonds, creating a halo effect that enhances the brilliance and sparkle of the central stone.

For those seeking a more distinctive look, there are numerous design variations to choose from. Double halo rings feature two concentric circles of diamonds surrounding the center stone, adding extra sparkle and dimension to the ring. Split shank halo rings feature a band that splits as it approaches the center stone, creating a striking visual effect that accentuates the brilliance of the diamonds. Moreover, you can pick any shape of loose diamonds in Jacksonville for your engagement ring and still channel the beauty of a halo setting.

Symbolism and Meaning Halo diamond engagement rings are imbued with symbolism and meaning, making them a poignant choice for couples about to take their vows. The halo surrounding the center diamond is often interpreted as a symbol of eternity and infinity, representing the eternal bond between two souls. Additionally, the halo serves to accentuate the beauty and brilliance of the central diamond, symbolizing the way love illuminates and enhances our lives.

Shopping Tips: Finding the Perfect Halo Diamond Engagement Ring When shopping for a halo diamond engagement ring, there are several factors to consider to ensure you find the perfect ring for your beloved. First and foremost, consider the quality of the diamonds used in the ring. Look for diamonds with excellent cut, color, clarity, and carat weight to ensure maximum brilliance and sparkle.

Next, consider the metal type and setting style of the ring. Halo diamond engagement rings are typically available in a variety of metals, including platinum, white gold, yellow gold, and rose gold. Choose a metal type that complements your partner’s personal style and skin tone, ensuring the ring will be both beautiful and timeless.

Finally, consider the overall design and aesthetics of the ring. Take into account factors such as the size and shape of the center diamond, the style of the halo, and any additional design elements such as side stones or accent diamonds. Choose a ring that reflects your partner’s unique personality and style, ensuring it will be a cherished symbol of your love for years to come.

In conclusion, halo diamond engagement rings are a timeless and elegant choice for couples seeking a symbol of eternal love and commitment. With their beauty, meaningful symbolism, and endless design possibilities, these rings are sure to capture the hearts of couples around the world for generations to come. Find yourself the perfect halo diamond engagement ring at Hemming Jewelers. Also, explore our buy-and-sell gold service in Jacksonville for future reference.

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