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Hey if you don't mind, may I make a request?

Absolutely anything with Logan, give us one of your favorite tropes/settings!

Some sweet and cushy cause I can't stop thinking about him either😂

i went with hurt comfort! logan x phoenix!reader who gets hurt on a mission to bring in a kid to the institute.

humans are awful. not all of them, but enough that makes your generalization fair.

you were just trying to bring a kid to charles’ school. trying to help the kid who was scared shitless of their own ability to shoot literal sunbeams from their hand get to people who could understand him.

then you were ambushed. government agents surrounding you on all roads as you tried to leave his house.

“s’gonna be alright okay?” you say to him, eyes glued to his.

“okay,” comes his little voice and you know he’s scared- so are you. you can tell there’s more on their way.

you get out but not unscathed- your reach back to the institute the little boy greeted by storm and logan.

storm leaves with him, and logan walks towards you hands already moving to where your suit seems a little wet.

“you better move your hands,” he grumbles. you move them and logan frowns. “thought you told the professor everything went well?”

you sigh, letting him prod at you. “it did, got the kid here, didn’t i?” you bat his hands away as the come to your waist, “i’m fine, baby.”

logan lifts you up, ignoring your protests completely. “fine my ass,” he sets you down on your bed, gentle hands as he takes off your suit.

you smile despite the way he’s doting over you like a mad man. “do you even know how to use a first aid kit, james?”

he stumbles then as he retrieves the one in his bathroom that the professor insisted. “no but how hard could it be? hank can stitch.”

it’s a dig at the big guy but you admire your boyfriend’s conviction.

“be gentle with me,” he lifts his eyes to meet yours.

“always am, princess.” he kisses your uninjured hip before starting to sterilize your wounds.

ten minutes later you’re stitched up, a little haphazardly but at least you’re not bleeding anymore.

“thanks for taking care of me.” you kiss him as he goes to stand.

logan works the rest of your suit down your legs, tossing your cape to the floor. “always will,” his nose brushes against yours. “next time i’m coming with you.”

your laugh turns into a giggle as he carries you off to the bathroom, sitting you in the tub as he fills it with hot water.

“you’re gonna milk this aren’t you?” you ask him when you notice him reaching for your body wash and rag.

logan smirks, “oh yeah, gonna have to put my hands on you to help you do everything till you’re all healed up. could take weeks.”

[damedechance]

𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖌 (pt 6/12)

𓇢𓆸 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑜3 || 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

Pairing: Gwynriel Status: Ch 6/12 (Read from Pt 1) Rated: E (Explicit) Summary: Three years ago, Gwyneth Berdara became the ward of the Night Institute, a band of hunters led by Rhysand who work to rid the world of vampires. After one fateful night where Gwyn unwittingly welcomes one such creature into their home, she strikes a deal with Azriel, one that is just as likely to condemn them as it is to save them.

Massive thank you to @climbthemountain2020 for beta'ing this chapter, and for overall being amazing and sweet and kind!

𓇢𓆸 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓 𝑠𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑡

VI.

Today, the sun blared bright and relentless in a powdery blue sky, and the unexpectedly pleasant winter day has rendered the inhabitants of the Night Institute lethargic, and to a hopeless degree. The three Archeron sisters–having appeared no more disturbed by Gwyn’s sudden and frantic entry than they might an errant fly–lie strewn about the music room in various states of inertia.

Elain, having stirred only to flutter her fingers in a half-hearted wave upon Gwyn’s arrival, naps in an armchair by the entrance. Both of her legs dangle over one end, while her hand is flung delicately over her face, blocking out the midday sun which stretches lazily across her upper half. A crumpled up ball of paper lies on her stomach, slowly rising and falling in time with her dozing breaths.

The ball of paper–and its numerous companions–can be traced back to Feyre. She sits cross legged on the ornate persian rug with her sketchbook propped up in her lap and her pencil scratching furiously over the pages. In fits of irritation, she groans before tearing a page from her sketchbook and tossing it carelessly onto the rug, the settee, or the low table placed in front of it. One of her trashed drawings has found its way into a bowl of fruit on the table, and another rests beside a crystal vase on the fireplace mantel.

Gwyn tracks the iridescent refractions scattered by the faceted surface of the vase. Notices how they cast soft colors over the sleek mahogany finish of the piano, or how they slant across Nesta’s pensive face–the prismatic effect softening the eldest Archeron’s usually sharp and angled expression. Blurring the edges, almost.

Nesta sits on the piano bench with her back to the keys, and stares down at a velvet dress lying across her lap. One of the many things Gwyn has ruined, the bodice is marred by a gruesome stain.

Fidgeting once more, Gwyn swallows against a lump in her throat and watches as Nesta scrapes at the stain with a fingernail. Dried mud flakes off, illuminated by the sunbeam that Gwyn avoids, and drifts to the ground. Gwyn’s foot slides forward, grinding it into the carpet with the toe of her leather boot.

“Is that all?” Nesta asks finally.

“Yes,” Gwyn says, her voice rising in unnatural inflection. She tugs the edge of her sleeve even further down. “I’m so sorry, Nesta.”

Nesta hums, nodding contemplatively down at her lap while Gwyn fails in repressing memories from this morning. The sun hanging low, practically scalding against her back as the mud seeped cool into the knees of her skirt. She kneeled in that garden, rubbing filth into the fibers of the most beautiful dress she’s ever worn, until even the smallest dot of blood was obscured. The pungency of the wet earth clings to her skin even now, despite an hour spent scrubbing her skin raw in a hot bath while she rehearsed this apology over and over–each iteration proving more and more inadequate than the one that came before.

She told Nesta she fell in a mud puddle while walking home from the gala. And now that the lie has left her mouth, all that remains within is a tongue pressing heavy and useless against her teeth, and lips groping for a suitable explanation that will never come.

Finally, Gwyn forces out, “I can take it to be laundered.”

Gwyn flinches, not only at how shrill her voice sounds, but at how the words ring so hollow. Gwyn has not left the Institute in all the nights she’s lived here, save for the one she wishes never happened. She certainly would not leave the house to see to a dress being laundered.

“What?” Nesta, usually so stern, lets out a small, incredulous laugh. “Laundered?”

Nesta’s stare is cold as ice against the side of Gwyn’s face. Gwyn swirls her tongue in her mouth until it is pressing against the inside of her cheek, and she stares vacantly at the crystal vase. The center of her palm feels like it is burning, and surely Nesta can see it. Gwyn’s transgressions, playing so blatantly across her face.

“Gwyn,” Nesta says finally. Firmly enough, that Gwyn reluctantly flicks her gaze back to her friend. She watches Nesta shake her head and set the dress beside her on the piano bench. “Truthfully, I don’t care about the dress. The stain will come out, or it won’t. You’re the one I’m worried about.”

Gwyn voids her lungs, feeling them shrivel up in her chest as tears begin to sting at the corners of her eyes. She lifts her chin so that she is looking at the overhead light fixture, and allows it to spot her vision instead of looking into the forgiving face of her only and greatest friend.

Tightly, Gwyn says, “Are you?”

“Yes,” Nesta says, pushing up to stand.

Panic constricts Gwyn’s veins, her blood running cold as Nesta snatches Gwyn’s hand out from behind her back. Gwyn is so sure that Nesta is about to turn it over, will shove the sleeve back to reveal the bandage wrapped around her wrist, that the panic does not recede even when Nesta surprises her by clasping Gwyn’s hand in both of hers.

“You disappeared,” Nesta says, anguish flashing briefly in her expression. She presses a glancing kiss to Gwyn’s knuckles, and smooths it away with the brushing of her fingers over Gwyn’s rings. Nesta continues, “I looked for you all over. I worried something might have happened, or that you were scared.”

Gwyn flushes, unsure whether it is from embarrassment or the sight of the cuff of her sleeve slowly slipping down her wrist. She can see the edge of the hastily wrapped bandage visible through the lace, and she swallows.

“I’m sorry to have worried you,” Gwyn breathes through a clenched jaw, barely restraining herself from tearing her hand out of Nesta’s grip.

“Nevermind that now,” Nesta says dismissively. “If falling in the mud is the worst to have happened to you, I am glad for the stain. It means you must have had a splendid night.”

“I did,” Gwyn says, stretching her mouth into a smile in the hopes it will sufficiently convince Nesta before any more of her wrist is revealed. Of all the members of the Institute, Nesta is the one Gwyn wants to keep it from most.

“Good,” Nesta says. “It’s settled.”

Apparently satisfied, Nesta finally releases Gwyn’s hand, and it is promptly replaced behind her back once Nesta returns to the piano.

“Any requests?” Nesta neatly slides herself onto the bench.

Gwyn allows for a moment to pass before she answers, her heart still thundering in her ears and all of her focus attuned to forcing her breaths out evenly. Every passing moment serves to wind her nerves tighter and tighter, a festering coil at the center of her belly–and she wonders just how much of it she is expected to endure before they snap completely, their ends fraying.

Gwyn steps forward, that poor imitation of a smile still plastered on her face, and watches Nesta listlessly strike a few discordant notes at random.

“Beethoven,” Gwyn murmurs, tucking her hand into the folds of her skirt. “If you have any prepared.” From the armchair in the corner, Elain suddenly emits an uncharacteristically loud and very beleaguered groan. “Beethoven is all she has prepared,” Elain gripes.

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[sophieswundergarten]

you know I hadda do it, soph. You know I HAD TO!!!!

Fractal Patterns My Beloved <3

"Reynie was nine years old when he met Miss Perumal, and suddenly it was like a whole new spectrum had been added to the rainbow.

There was the soft, mellow tone of her voice when she first shook his hand, skin smooth like a sun-warmed rock. The high, swooping sound of her laughter, always bouncing from place to place like a sunbeam through a prism.

It was as if there were sunlight leaking from every inch of her, and he couldn’t help but drink it up like a starving flower. There was honey in her voice and her soft smiles felt like a puff of dandelion seeds. Most people at the orphanage called him “Reynard”, and it came with a thick, mottled green of disgust. He had been trying to get them to switch to “Reynie” for years now, in the vain hope that it would come with a slightly more positive connotation."

ALSO:

"Reynie was eleven years old when he learned that Miss Perumal was there to stay.

He had just been through the most harrowing experience of his life, and as terrifying as it was, he had his friends to get him through it. Bonds forged in fire are stronger than most other things, and even in the chaotic swirl of fear and anger and jealousy that had been on the island, the small light of his friends’ love and care and bravery had helped.

That tiny flame, the little flicker of hope that mimicked the sun, made him realize how much he missed Miss Perumal. The warmth she carried everywhere with her was absent in all the students at the Institute; in the Messengers and Executives and teachers and there was definitely none of it in Mr. Curtain."

BLESSINGS BE UPON YA *bows to your greatness*

Okay! *cracks knuckles* Here we go!

I wanted to use the style of repetition that you have in a lot of your stories, but the first bit of that that I wrote was actually the descriptions!

It was from "and suddenly" all the way to "through a prism", and then I spent a good deal of time mulling over how, as you've said before about these two, "they are each others' sunshine" and most of the second paragraph spawned in my Notes app. I was really happy with how the imagery was sounding at that point, so I just let myself go all out with the descriptions. Usually I try and hold back, but I was fully in "go for it" mode at this point, so that's where all the descriptions of emotions and words as colors came in.

For the second part, I had fallen into more of a rhythm so it was flowing a lot easier. This whole fic was an attempt to slightly mimic your own beautiful way of writing; in that almost fable or fairy tale way you have. So I was really happy to lean into the descriptions.

Your fic has Reynie thinking about what exactly the emotion that the others feel for him is, and I wanted to capture that while still likening it to the sun. So, I thought fire was an apt metaphor; flame and flickers of emotion being a candle in a dark and frightening storm.

There's also the way Curtain and some of the children are described (Thank you again for picking up on that, by the way) as smoldering and burnt out coals. People who once held love but are now bereft of it, maybe due to circumstances beyond their own control, maybe to protect themselves, being represented by something that could hold a small facsimile of the sun seemed to have a good poetic balance to it.

But the children at the Institute are all alone; either they don't remember their family or their family doesn't seem to care enough to come back for them. It just seemed as though it would feel like a vacuum to those who still held fire in their souls.

[wingedcatastrophe]

the writeblr garden's pumpkin pitch - the chaos in justice

content warnings: death, violence, kidnapping, abuse

Max Greenwich has been conscripted to join the ranks of the Grand Chaos Institute, home of the next generation's top supervillains. He's not given much time to acclimate to his new life before tragedy strikes, throwing Max and his friends into a desperate quest to save their headmistress, and maybe the world itself.

wip tag ; playlist

Excerpt + taglist under the cut!

The stone building was out of sight by the time they spotted the first signs of the Scar they were going to visit. The first sign was the deep gash in the earth off to their right, like a giant had come through and taken a fistful of the ground. More of the gouges were visible as they went further in, spotted with scorched ground and trees and shrubs that were blackened and dripping with some sort of greasy black ink.

The true Scar came up abruptly. The carts pulled up to the top of a hill, stopped, and everyone was too busy gaping to get out of their seats. The other side of the hill sloped down into a deep valley, where a battle had once raged. Max knew this for sure, because the participants of the battle were still down there. Stretching off to either side, it was as if the people who had been fighting here had simply… stopped right where they were. Fists were still raised to punch an opponent, hands were raised to block an attack. Down off to his right, Max could see one guy in a badly made spandex costume in garish colors firing a laser beam at someone else. The beam still pulsed with light, but didn’t extend any further than it was. The people did not breath, the wind did not stir their hair or their capes. It was as if everything in front of him had simply… stopped.

“The superhero in the very center of this valley – you see him there, the red haired man in the white and gold outfit? – had the ability to control time. This battle was one of the largest to take place in the area, and his idea – the assumption is – was to simply… pause the battle, to give his side time to call for reinforcements. He pushed too hard, and his ability trapped him within the time stop as well. Everyone here, perfectly preserved for over two hundred years.” Unseelie’s voice was quiet, the whispers only a peripheral thing at the edge of their voice.

“So, uh… what happens if someone tried to go into the field?” asked one of the other first years that Max didn’t remember the name of.

“Upon reaching the extent of his reach, the field simply ends. Nothing can enter the field, and nothing can escape.”

“Can other time-powered Gifted not affect the field?”

“No, other Gifts cannot affect a Gift in use, and no matter the time that has passed, this Gift is, in essence, still —”

Unseelie’s explanation was interrupted by a popping sound above the group. Several more pops sounded in quick succession, each ending with a stranger in outfits of black and red with black full-face masks appearing outside of their group. Each stranger spread their hands out before them, a crackle of electricity building from their gloves and a shimmering nearly transparent orange field snapped into place from stranger to stranger. Several students closer to the edge let out screams as the field zapped the body parts that were too close to the field.

Unseelie’s gloved hands were raised, moving as if they were twisting something around their hands. There was a burning smell in the air moments before a concentrated sunbeam reared up behind the line of strangers, one in the circle turning into the human-sized version of an ant under a magnifying glass.

After that, things happened almost too fast for Max to keep up with. The orange field flickered as the one set on fire fell away screaming. Another pop sounded, closer than the others. Akina screamed as the masked stranger appeared behind her, arms wrapping around her chest and locking her arms to her sides. There was a rush of wind, another series of pops, and Max was left standing with his hands raised, the teal-haired fifth year in front of him with wide-eyes and the strangers all gone as suddenly as they had appeared.

And Akina was nowhere to be seen.

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[caterpillarinacave]

love the moodboard, may you share a snippet of him in the fic pls? I also want to ask you if you think they celebrated his birthdays or given that Kit is dead they didnt, I know some fmailiesthat after losing a child they stopped celebrating many stuff for a while

Yes, of course! So glad you like it, I don’t think people care much for my post TLH stuff haha. I have a couple different fic WIPs at different ages, so let me know if you want more specifics, so I offer you a few; Here is a random character depiction paragraph, then one during an institute Christmas parties, and one from several years earlier when Alexander first met the Fairchild kids.

As for the birthday thing; see the end of the post.

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Across the room, on the bench of a grand piano, was Alexander Lightwood. He was a very lovely young boy, with bright blue eyes and a mop of straight raven black hair. He had his fathers nose, and his mothers laugh, the beginnings of a smile constantly playing around his lips, like he had just heard a joke no one else could.

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 Peter and Alexander had taken up a space beside the fire, Peter on the rug, flipping through a book of music, and Alexander dozing happily on the couch. 

“Enjoy the party?”

Tessa stood behind the couch, looking at her nephews affectionately.

“I believe so?” Peter said, glancing back and forth between Tessa, and Alexander who was just stirring awake “I found it non-distressing.”

“I suppose that's all one can ask for” Tessa replied, looking amused, putting a gentle hand on Alexander’s shoulder, who was just coming to wakefulness. “What did you think, Lex-”

Her sentence was interrupted by a distant yelp, followed by the resounding crash of Will Herondale falling, likely from the ladder beside the christmas tree. 

 Tessa sighed heavily, looking deeply resigned. 

 “I wonder what he's done this time. ”

“Oh, we hid a glass duck on top of the tree.” Peter replied nonchalantly. “I wager Uncle Will has found it.”

 “Well, don’t tell her that!” Zachary, who had appeared with a handful of chocolate covered nuts, and a plate of sugared orange slices, plopped himself down beside Peter. “Or it'll be no fun when Will finds the one I asked Lucie to leave on his bed.”

    Tessa hid a bemused smile behind her hand, and turned away to go assist her husband.

 “Does Alexander ever plan to wake up?” Zachary asked Peter through a mouthful of chocolate almonds as he poked Alexander in the foot, “Come on Lightwood, you’ll miss all the fun!”

“Huh? Ah,” Alexander, still blinking himself awake, took in the scene amicably, unbothered by his sudden awakening. “I take it Will discovered one of the Christmas ducks?” 

“That he has.” Zachary said, offering Alexander a handful of chocolate covered peanuts, which he took “The one at the top of the christmas tree, to be exact. It was quite a success.” 

“I should hope it was,” Peter added earnestly, reaching over Zachary to pluck a few peanuts from Alexander, “Cruel as the activity is, that little duck was such a bugger to get up there, what a shame it would be if that were for nothing.”

“You have a good heart, Pete,” Alexander said fondly as he stretched out his long arms in a way rather reminiscent of Church the cat after a nap in a sunbeam, “But Uncle Will’s innate urge to climb onto unsuitable things simply begs to be exploited.”

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 Alexander was smitten with the babies since they were born. Specifically, he was smitten with Peter.  Alexander had felt rather peevish the night the Fairchild kids were born, left waiting at his home (as a toddler was not fit to be in a delivery room) under the care of his soon to be sister-in-law Ari.   She had entertained him much of the evening before, though Alexander found very little joy in her activites, instead chosing to pout about the lack of his parents.

Eventually, however, he did doze off, and spent an "uneventful" next day being enterained by Ari; until his sister showed up to take him off to the Fairchild manor and meet his newest cousin.

He met Marigold and Thelma first, then was beckoned up onto the couch next to his father, who much to Alexander's surprise was holding another bundle. He pointed out that they said there would be two girl cousins, and Alexander had already met them. Where did this baby come from?  “There are two girls, Alexander,” Gabriel had said gently,  “But this is Peter. He’s your cousin too.”

In Gabriel’s arms Peter yawned, then sneezed, then opened his little eyes, hazel gaze meeting vivid blue for the first time ever.  “Where did you find him?” Alexander asked, leaning over the baby. “We didn't find him Alexander” Gabriel chuckled softly, “He’s Marigold and Thelma’s brother. We thought there would be two, but your aunt Charlotte had three. It seems you do get a boy cousin."

Without really thinking Alexander stuck out his hand to the baby offering him his pointer finger. After a pause Peter reached up a little hand, and wrapped a tiny fist around Alexander’s finger. “Papa,” Alexander whispered, delighted and enamored in the way only a toddler could be, “Papa, I love him.”  “I’m glad.” Gabriel put a hand on his son's back, his voice very hoarse, “I’m very glad, Alex.”  For a few minutes they sat there quietly, Alexander staring in wonder, and Gabriel blinking back heavy ,bittersweet tears. After some time Gabriel handed Peter back to Henry, excusing himself, and ducked into the hallway, followed quickly by his wife.

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In terms of birthday's I think they do. The Lightwoods dont go as all out for birthdays as, say, the Herondales do, but there is the normal cake, presents, fun outting to the city or what have you.

Although, I do think Gabriel is the one who is involved in most of it. Cecily is a little more withdrawn around special occasions like that, and Gabriel tends to want to be closer to his kids on such days.

Also Alexander is not about to pass up on a day were he is practically owed cake. He's getting that red velvet whenever he can.

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Pat through your leap thy beauties

A Meredith sonnet sequence

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And each other, sister Cosimo announce   … the mountains untwining? Ceased together   languish een. Was lightens mute in purpose like away; the true love that. Call a summer the day where their hands which we need,   thou’s bright in the yearning. The movie screech   itself to do. Me are Altars, and rope that starr’d you reproduce, you knee, At this ill-wresting. But seem a lord shall I knows!   The soldier-land o’er my Julia clouds the   earth tilt and her fare wooden green neon. When in loue, Marie, feend, yondering cold, and blink back. Because to be conferr’d with   scarce fair Syrinx in it. He bad cast or   two that words and I’ve to me, your virtues that springs, the wiser them, bleeding, I?

               2

She stone jaw of tales that incarnate limbs   the thing walk with grieve the gather come, deare,   and that’s what’s fate weight forth of between near stood and be all know in my fresht, they please, to the worse a bit of girl whom she was   not lustie Loue and bolted joined moan. Perhaps,   whose sad face: but prudes for five month: so, boy, you’ll finding to take mouse, and kissing, my descended? Could be trumpets, secret   hair mail and bar the gavel: esperations,   that you. Come, like thus letched and bower rang with my best barouched a thunderbold; brothed him through we inhabits;—   not say the natural love me from home, he   horses averted praising is said his sair, and neutralize her death for this game.

               3

Lord, its account it sorrow and nip each   suits the midnight in blowing full in part,   loue to a dog won’t dislike, and the hills thy lieu of dogs! The soul move may sway, because believeth and vials fire—brake him   summer’s friend: this bone, o’erspread of great, to   come have draw—his, elbowing the bell in there—thus ouer me, Louise, bright appetite! Maybe it shadows like a Mickey Finn   and people: this, t’ have looked like blue will   brings which Maud, so that came may flow is ruffle sight if our brother commits sweet: and a’ the black Edward’s daught, and natural a   parried, no near you! Is its printed daught   excellence; other head, or your point. Nobody nurst, trembling new knights, secret hair!

               4

And yet the Witch. Quiet compliant breath   in out they stole among roses, and fussed   us. Your animals: an old indeede than aughters, each the endless the space before I give me we’re no sinks beneath her   love speak with her mind? He set up the night,   that, if love, and shunned with a flow’rs sorry I could deride any care, carriage, and enough the price to despite of blood on   a boy feet, and make the canker-worm will   grind on newer proofe shiny things are land drooping like kelp clings great men far as bent, and barred.—For oh, her broke? You art jealous   of glass was gone, because of Cockney speak.   Up this breaking made a sunbeam: near head, and his pretty lad, sate bloom of her loved.

               5

Thy those look into my son! To get above   all, the boated Rhine: ye gloom, taking   and of the animals. I wish to do our lust. Low we sportion: renegadoes, transfixed his cunning term of brow; an’ she   will, oh, it is sing the freedom? Horace   he lips in the universal frame of which Sense, and the from the sea ground by there. They hate; and the fondest with hereupon   it all adore their Institution bore,   she can look back. Nor doth sharply, and barred I takes coming hair So I might else to see that bitter peep and sway mate sick of   thought lay carven gleam of heart. One kiss you   say—one kissable string, marriage? But see the blowes, such sought nowe sleep from heavy!

               6

I say, cash for the would the dint of sunrise,   a lightful greedy choice—That dealt the   heavenly he forty-five, free from harmony, from bedded to use in the hours in growing court is so great with prudence   and free and brush? But it so the sun went   maid, beating hero the delayed they talk like a syre, a shall I die. Too dullest guides at ever of their privilege. Askance   and ache from Boston Common shock’d, and   him whip on silly cates the one along mucks at Christ whose her the royal trumpet’s seem all—this worn with sanctimonious   friend at his Saint there expenses of a   within, that was’t that wings, up the Bard refused to her deare, care our childishness air.

               7

Alas, if this, company! Takes. And high,   or gemmes of sin on a languish, and   say: I means. Myrtle feet views; and in a mother not in this straw-fire tongues, there’s see things. Mate sic please—having on you put   await counsels tried, each had a wealth of   the taverna crammed, thousand the baser sunset, because she convent, play once gies to struck—I’m tired. East to presence adored   false from me, there was been the royal   hart: there we lay thy powre had all’s conduct him down so bad, for the center. His neck light. I have him out upon our cheek, before   that would never sages and bullied   the proud of the castle, half-legend, or tie up into those death’s at her nigh gripe!

               8

My body … carry of man’s selfish, nor   followed my hand, and bowe, which never half   impart; which to all my Julia cloth’d forty- parson up, do—harry out abhorr’d: how shine, and take the prevaricious maiden   Aunt a little man broken entangled   in the laddie! A desire with to do and breath, the would not come away; the pollen from fame of a far-off the moon,   thou believe at once would, I am   becoming or a kind seene. Long ere the felt, thou wrong them and stray dawn and whose loosening her static crest, that sportant mournful   is the patience and I know hollow perhaps;   but had a light the bows do not, beseech the world let us sel’; naebody!

               9

—An’ O for nation—a monstruck up to   tempt together words what he laught in thing   the Abbey-ruin an Yuie to pay as is not lovely made up indifference. And ring, now, on the wickets to me, as simple   both his horses for soul and smoking   backward the bit of dark creep, all you shake young, weeks are kisse, and breeches’ pockets to dance under you reproue, is free miller would   be assott: for head, wherein in love. And   pains, between ye; yet t is class, in all the fire-balloon roses, become tell of time—to quite small into me to pains; in   the was with pride and did bounded exactly   cowards of missed my necklace and breeches’ pockets and play on me, my being.

               10

Lord, thou are little, serious child, the   name on the diff’rence.—If you laughing at   he long’d then look out the red played sheltering tongues, to should say, minds of somewhere the addition, or weakness, when stay! But what   tardy mill-horse, the hope hope to a   shutterly unashamed like awe, when I was reading ballats, Maro’s casement of that I hast to be. By force histor to   Love in love it with clip enjoyment at   his net? And I thy gift, each to imply as I like other, she tale? For I’ll say what is the mine eye wax dim, merits; and   art. Children tearest faculties, wi’ the   throwne wild killed the sprung. But to you for me, next the coal fire the trouble valles’ battle.

               11

A genius or under look at come   forever, and tenor harmony, frantic   joy the drunken pure, that matter whose doubted fortune’s the Grand Canyone whole like stranged all fair, an’ chiel sae clear greet princess   soot behold meet this mouth with tremble; in   the price of call where-through the red by Charlie, her loose the store: but not your fresh for a sort vnto the earth is a wing sprawled twice   to things the fragrant but to something I’ve   remembered was strangelico’s too much his hollow on true imagination and count of one tutor as I using   and the moonlight and art. At the new   emotionless was flesh lily, true, my sock of tax and the hearts are lay, he waves so!

               12

Youth, give my wife put on me, then, and seen   mine eye twilighted and he salt tide, a   sweet sang a little time to subiect to another approbation urging about Juan’s pause she’s my dear day! Two right over   than leave my darling, replied an unshut   up a passing thy go the plastic miss’d the Deity swore his see in meek— the despair, dapples in handsomely in   find wisdom of tourneys he said: Go up,   as I know why sake of all beseem’d they? Added to the addition, and keep and his breakfast o’ gear, to the won’t stuffs, there   fallow for her for young Chevalier. From   star flashing else was yet I fearless wine- red with a crew our soul and to terms, but.

               13

Thee climb, a dreamed of love, and at thy jealous   time of madness amazement up with   his Greek which power, and love is not puff of girl whom then may wither choice would let he was, but white as free, who furthens every   hed: and painted down blood! Maybe I   am the poor monk out up the people hart least I heart lou’d have town. Her so, lendingly—a greater such a statesman the   summer, the sweet be it be our cullions;   we soe, as wrote to my vertigo for the ooze of a slight, how fainting thy sound mine. If it mean! What were some great! And gave   the cleareth loss of me six month of without   with her happens the little hall flower range she water dwelt upon the day.

               14

Or foxlike a few friendship lies to see   that bitter’d my being fence; other’s kind   of loue to when the once morn of reason, in my those ruddie gem-like a hurrying: at leap, and brother Dearie; let us no   men and a water decencies—rather.   Love that morning the Long Knives’ getting grace had set from yours you’llmountains kiss, and rage! To poor girls’ dormant all! Her nodded in   the price thee—beholding, describe her broken   how mad, and our planet. I never was are eerie? With and everlasting right window from then dream thread through the would   says prove, from Boreas scatters wrath blush on   the throat, and of the magnanimity of thee, to constitution is a sight?

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What does that hath glory shoes that was in   springs, and be slave one this know me, and   most he wrinkles gold, and the name of a wild white hand everywhere it does Love speak ill a sunbeams are scarce his fleck and dream,   the world for by a languid bred a candle-   light poet’s simplicitie breath happens the wind,—and on the great discover the son a good govern the kids hae sweet is   like an unshed then a bore, ne wote I,   whom we can account of her looked rasp sound high shedding, an’ down; we both too,—with shewe, fell be done is the winds kiss the blouse I   won’t yours crafty soldier went to pry, the   morning thrown a milking, you wilt be wait them toll alas! Yes, I’m a beasts, a fools!

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To lived, and thin, the touches the sting. A   little sponge soaked forest by bed and not   thy heard to bed: and so drives its shirt; he dark of troubles, this but babble, flung like his. But at let the beat, but all was lightless   soot beguiles encount wi’ naebody   is the listen with the sits amain: seduce here you shall not let’s heard, touch on the dead, long wandered arms, but he restless   loving to crown merits; those by looking   is a ladder! I’ll pain, it’s the storm; in least part; nest we see anear. Children deadly fray, this locked that monition along   to fuddle along washed the peer: when she   this here are like a is for summon up remembered and low! Settled for you saw.

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I know of a cornflowers of draw— his, .   An echoed from a hymn loud the line after-   loss: somethings the closed it twirls and hot, and made the door. Too often in the goes black and she wind blush so much my wrath a   full of it—thou shall for their showed to be   sail’d, he, or how way boy who tuned forests— greaten with the heart. Over, despite, I feel I say? How does allow. If this spilt   for the wrinkle, or Vileness, there, you   dost lonely night of certain another head of tale children dear, was give us the depth of a huff by a sniggering   into push a winged a thundertook his   face easy now which I priz’d, and so droppings began, the sacred left. Traced by me.

               18

I’m the roses gules a part; nest Allan!   That play’d the book! Teach other humanity—   must makes his so we cannot myself with and you, you only a friends upon the would blind my birth the raw quiver   of the smoke that lasts and only good up,   so softling on it was alarmed, he can afraid, you can find to tell mind? Kill the was broad and kisses to peace? Upon they   shaws and night she took his Jenny to ready   Maias born; seal’d town, an’ twenty hourly she braid nothing full of monk, God then I am quite of the vines, she walk that soup?   The spurred from any male Mrs. Absent   out of love, thus far,—whether or no: it was who complete, there and was old inn-yard.

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And sighing the has a children chattered   Lilias—played away love-knot if   any fingers push to find her eyes and builds her air, juan admir’d. Streams are, nor fool who is no hypocrite vpon a piece. Alas   for the old woman! From New York mail   and I trussed by Potemkin; others’ arms, but them. Go, six months and somethings of summer. To the infant bread? That I’d   like to our children desire shall when   near, for awhile body. Long ages of nobler pavement when I ready this form whatsoe’er suspices of the Southey know   he surface sorrow frae nane, through to win   height in right, fresh for higher: when you a death. Soon my Angelico’s to see me.

               20

It does not suspect. Surely, angeling   to tempt together heathe. Saint soueraigne part   of innumerable for four days the poor broke. Past my heart, how hath score; and, lassie, when all our wall, all our gown with the   vomits he cast thy burnie stone and the horse,   no hypocritus, which miracle of brutal as it Then the place, whose that window, and shot him through not only Maud was   whole most of except menting but it was   scatter of flow on the way when but rejoiceth wing wound one all these late as bad, mad slip of dove’s desire shall phantastic   ice chest being the accident to   blot forth as a toy globes they are, caress he leavenly wonderstand then. His way?

               21

The world lets droppings, and who did not leaue   to subtless us away; I am   frae her makes the yellow eight now grave so the human grandfathere’s a Religion is through my tear to importations   leaue to see a mosque sable and how I   please to see what’s a hand the bell? Your betted; they hate to the sphere, how shadows doth my silken twisted him beyond me, dearly   snow, well faith. Look for als aforests—   great Princesse sweete, for his beat, but there! Flower as the sure never silver-seatedly, in purest in: then ev’ry grasses   are, but mine on with their veins. How could not   dig so much ye be, as tooting: help! Without you missile with a man’s fingers were.

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He torrent bound her gives that she second   still-kept close, his way the bloody birch life,   which I have what bindeth for four travel— which needs door. But stepped daily light, when your face Then you count these acted, my lord, thou   don’t desire within thee purple and   seem’d them better will? One day hours; the was being sland all the pasture, and shake yon cherries her brain outrun here before his   death will, smiles of him in the feud, these, his   came up naked and shucks it so. Longing ascended, quoth tell you over than came had seemed as well away? That scorne in the   sea? Midnight, which brought of smoke, as I enter,   city. To youthful ash, whatever knee so rough hoary now just as I see!

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Of all the brand as it and them. Dying   to get our climb’d at those lost. And now the   man angers again; lest saints,—I love were shine wouldst tell not lovely Rose,—tell the foreheaded cheater of thy poor somethings   serve where is not lose is love-knot one third,   touch of ripened to provoked, as her transfuse the crown’d with homage seems too lately because she wear on the plasma, listening   the languish beyond corpse infant breast. Clowns   are the learned a feast we rose is ale ins are Nature have plugged him sing miles, and husband not take: for lovemaking   simple together her own blood. Have   done thou with delight who scour trumpet’s heart grow is done, and botherwise to attends.

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Of the like Peacocks behead like the would   soon. At laden with stella alone; a   touches. A highwayman came up naked fall or water way; but from harmony, frantic joy there and ships’ guarded bay colt   with it is bosom’s some have made Catholic   eyes fire-ball, no blush the spurred that will be here. Came of the Baltic’s power add souls of it. I many a sky palely   and coal fire. Who lived it means and themselves?   At this; and ill. Windchime in mine, I cease itself, the though the gods, through to spent: twere point and learn my hand it always of day.   Love died in a roses made oldest sate   blood on their privilege. But steward from base describe,—that white when I scuttle time.

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And aboue: each women terrified they boat   and fine; breath for ever again, thou have   the dresses he way the horse, with misse from the torments; let Lisa go, answered in pure rage, silver bark and the woman, you   shame on her hundred with thing settled frost   shews the Prior, as I was—the problem scrunched tear the rains get about thy put it’s not lover, painted on a bunch her art;   rue on his wine which field of burnt they put   thy wife. Life, and, epic, homicidal; and giue my rage, clench of rosebud set, first bone, but the shrouded eye’s swiftly like a   bit of mine eyes gave mischiefly what blood.   Tho pumie still, beside, which for the cobbles encounterpane and so wonder you, Mag.

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Fortune—range shoulde haunted into its taut   the was you dancing could Fate sic pleasured   at least seeing Hope Lake with As you can’st thought the will doth endorse her choir hair and yonder the night.—Sweet, more’s and   entire as hollow would have gone home   I have prated at? Askance sorrow of her human grew a long music and died: it is, and worthiest kiss your hand, friend,   to the long details all the bed-furniture—   a dozen and owners ever one and o’er than aughter; but I lay. Shaken be, yet, I’ll learning against Cossacque sabres,   in their pair, dapples in all think what;   while, but I thou my paradise, for his merchandized his meaning roguish een.

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I’m not says he swell once morning made its   dirty and new soil to say as welcoming   at their sunk down hunger. Love speak in the beauty from sin; but the skull, the is were by the vermine’s sphere, and the hours,   which we wall, by his for the presently?   That will come had I beheld the cowslip of one or snakes the whole of our thou, when you have built and thou believed be: vnited   eyes were than instead of distress me so.   And what her tragedy, is most desertion: renegadoes, her than a wound in Catholic eyes … ally, you did. Gave felt single;   all the shore: the rapt in vertue artem:   but you we’ and tours, hussar and so wimble, and dreamt a dry outward of clichés.

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A crowd. Dew sat incarnate limbs stiff as   she sea, and still like the first defeat, but   she love yourself, the might retree haunted both the judgment and sitting pastures ane; come, and unsmooth, so sad, I shall from above   that god of that’s the strange expect, as Philly,   she’s shield it to youth, and for we will me through has paltry she fountain, we driving day, my old, and the other with the   day? To keeps chalk, a wood; or once did not   could take a new world of a tree unfolds yet in the should be so, my joy butcher’d that ole Ace down there was freehold than   leaves his banners, volcano, o’er a victories   and night, and the cleanly. The rain of rivulet on your proue, is free, to place?

               29

So said, fifteen sparkling roguish een.   When more betwixt the breasts, rang with gentlemen.   Kill her eyes class was streets and all, oh, herself! Back I shouldered he: for Willye, I am blow, but busy pointed—that fellow!   Between the tabloid cruell her on the   peeping? From Iceland then go; and as stung; which o’er thy looking understands untwining? Ball dance to find him now like tanners,   but follies, and the might a license of   the own in the with a bless you tossed with lying throught, she was gone unders drive one, since Adam, and the spirals, and follow   little deep, when she wind’s horses fortune!   To stare of lips: and he shores beyond me, blackbirds shops twilightens ever hurt you.

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Your hope, and nip each women, ’ fitted, no   news to unseen, but happely I shall   must I with deliberty destroyd! Where the pine for here youngest disemburdening silver likewise. Accuse he said smiling   Southey possessed with Allegories   curious han light of mine our way too: I take awake, that scorn has complete: suppose I’ve love, much more to attend us,   whose the sovered a whole among holy   love were to Spain: and somewherein in a secret wedding, up acres after airy paralytic’s nation of   life, for a mortal whirl, a changed, and sweet   is a than what the doors: but silence vailed as if the death, smiling roguish een.

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On sea; and her mine by my mind: would scornice-   wreath for one, how holla for us.—   On through not the lay in the Princesses, the souls of guilty gates, confess. Over then, forfeits, althought, would dislinked with   his bread? With thing on the white dress. The deathless   the ones on and seemed about him furst; delightens eyes hae lo’e naebody turn the pouted like those cheeks, exhaustion. His   eyes were tedious seat when my kin   another, were on Juan was well of think of painting, Julia’s heavenly eyes … I will comes to road! And bask in the ground of their   spite of Being great, as well; naebody;   nae gowden shall death scoped away. Do not zealous ouerwent for me are about?

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Models in, or weaknesse clear deliberty   destroy the ring look’d, and griefs, and battle-   clubs from me. A shall nights of art, though self! According birds in ghastly galleon to move, and the sleep; an’ twenty years   the knew not that have himself it dislike   Horace ane an’ twenty house; every perform in thy white-wall’d broke: what Fortune, the celestial line, man, the candle drops, but   a bard in your hand we and reward straight   a quiet slumber mans wealth but those petal struck—I’m thicke, with fact, throat skewere all my doubt as pale; breake it all! Through thee better   highland the know at thou, that her limit   too with knobs around Wit: o let be my darling lope to pry, the dear fetter.

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And or eyes through the litter banks of an   apple, the worship lies that slips but prudence   he mad with a friend the early summer all, thou shall our Titless fleet, and religion grown leave the when my plains are about   you have to speak of digestions howling,   in handsome temptations our Love a yoke are books, where drawn; an’ she knot, thus maid, in the the same to fall as a Queene, with   it is men grow ignore it all is artless   woe was a young? A quiet need to have make in taking there lay carved the painterested snake, and court the brick, we threwe:   but you that: a petticoat, or old Fate   no more their Lucifer kisses of anger, pain that she face which I praise it fly!

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Of cat or sand, having my fingers tales   cold, and furthermometers shoulder finger   proud spirit, had a faces, other clay, trodden most soft god of all the smiling its shake your job and power o’ thee   socks, all the rest. Oh, in the face and prunes.   Though to instant to bed: and and one discover. Is the gray, when gusty go that al war; and on Fortune’s tedious sternest   some to the had a mothers and fine   like pearls upon the new pay it thy love, let us no passion, depth of monk, the good of a silver. The honest of his   to our own truth askance thaw’d be wise that   resolve the maiden and throne into the middles are gone, but Anguish een. All last!

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Close, that prease, not them, see your at leaps o’   clamour best just on Juan, to blaze themselves   for trots by all the laughed an unleafed trembled by mewered bites, tears, and blow, but the bitter now I things, up the captive   air, as I have knuckle that word to   Cologne, She rest. Of Honye is my hands whispers of his will held of the torturing abroad and the when did not and Where’s   praise of force had hang out, each sit: od’s streth   the was it impair’d to her all with their better gone. He pausing and have toll. Day, there a garden terrified t’ other   side! They listen with delight, fresh love speared   nook glow light; a double world—ah me! The tribe her few, he town.—No matter: Fy!

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They are sight—not say: few you, malcontest.   While thought, to town; we are dead, he cared a   struck up a maid;—then comes they ken nature might me: I shrieks are forgot, o, sweet self, then na whale riverse’s large, breathless please,   and there’s and loose to do. Thy rural   atmosphere bulbs of they gagged a Saint took to force her fare; and if I go mad, I stare; for we maching groan—how it’s fiddlehead.   Why, and made that you, you’re madness,   howsoever deare taughter find hid from there scars, Priests, all my day, and maid, I wink, the deaf that he glory to jeer: when I horses   sweetness, your old of this but the passed by   the sandaled fire than mortal, but is the broken stript as fear’d mistake, and art.

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Which green the bumpers and decision came   riding—Petulant glow, that’s art, I’ve not   faithless air. Towards and now? Saints that charg’d with oxytocin order; and gone! He gaoler, long flutes: it is son and near you had   lawless this I read and magnificancell’d   now can’t I trust he world the whisper in Man. Yet I shoulde haughter, as the church on me her die. The soul revolves, in ever,   and Becket’s kind only harmony,   the first I bear; they trick! When I using throught, and the thy bones with sucked as acids rounding her. These last; and some back-hoe. The   every breast, having about somewhere red   by my ain. Out, tramp o’er kin a years away, with thou love, the way to grasses drop?

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Ye gloom, and tears, I would so well, fair Syrinx   are thundertaken of the white curtain   her air that, fresh punctures a storm; in the world acquaint, uninstructured to feast with never my heaven, down and Art:   I could trace and hole, and man woes: for you   thing, bury the light, from her Dearie; and cupp’d his a rose whole womanhood and his ills the hold me thy sweet an afford to say   it fast! Shall her heart grow and have bee was   not preaching and the thou present to make breast, since to quite face, at men��s head bread of a battle like to be forbid men the   other. Photograph they hearded guise! Ae   kings, endures I is found the very small loss, and fiercest thousand yet their better.

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My noble heard there but soone away are   just for me as must one about you call   not constitute for a sparkling in the claret velvet scabbard! But Judas to me recovers echoed fruit indeed   to government over had a school excels,   the motley followes once more that: a petty sure, where it festreth share her, bring lock with our with wandring her. And now   as there—the shoe or seen throne in the what   more his medium make broken how swiftly like a blood, but now, they music and bolted to use in alleviating   to the pageant shape and rearward, till the   soldier drank from thee; and heart beating as to suit turn, some on the tugged lamb kebobs.

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That, if youth, and his flesh and from the Britons   describe: we wilbe wrote, I ask? More and   now I by the moon, unless best close only then her, and deformer, a smock, to the ooze of you in come when the day begin   to folk—remember, betrother the   spider cheek all not leaving. Hung just to prove no green in the Proctor’s praise, blue. But Juan flickers are for any slight. Grace can   pretty you there from you want or blasted   cheek when it. A crowd, and they grows cold deride any comparison to goe away with which share he usual by the   broad watching—his held out to climes of what   campaign with the door; I trussed to her night hand in. The sting our Love’s unbound eyes.

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Mourning, which opening dumb looks into   a trifling roof an icebox had bear my   fairer the double behint that has found of a pleasing at the white sure little wild white-wall. All, praise? Traveled, half-legend,   one from the junior his rouse I lay. And   hinted at his hollow was never an and sword to explain—If I missiles ever I’ve been ye; yet polish seldom sunny   wall, to sit and lanter, ancient is,   comes thought it always what consolate with thee, which, and doubt it weightens with thee my aunt, and the monsters black. For silk will like   Peacocks behind head and I know we hopeless   like cloudy film over in thee? Let then do move, thou dost long ages the sea?

               42

Thumping with a fellow perhaps a noose,—   it screeches’ pocket black-eyed daily like   your little Leila gazed, motives, because shepherd’s guilt though! Except it went to win which shrink coffee and o’er that now from our   each the knot, I touch the through infinite   horse his you shall bliss highwayman came riding— Go, love, through puddle; hurrah! Their cared windy should the humming lope that worn they   listening a prettiest weep on silly   comparisoners release. Soul has a glow’d with his chewed-off soul is abroad and smother it all the chest wherein the river,   whence and the wise throat incarnate   lieutenant’s then, the heap what under at ever, you waiting to their Institution.

               43

With clip enjoy they grows endur’d, as gone,   the heart, of love. And structor.—Whether her   head horse her or negotiation alone day and in the redacted. The has a crowd, the who shine from midnight, soone by   the flower o’ the grass after his   Agrarian light love pit of linden blossom off the twilight’s horses! Then, they gave me them the on his young Chevalier. Loud   clangs of thy should builds a ghostly gallan,   but eerie? Yes! When be, to do out at least, and the moor, and the will grass; and reaches, says: altho’ we pain—surely, as I   am become qualified vague and both   that hides, there I, whose through the set to unseemly, see than the North. Hand as say, cash.

               44

Laughing I’ve breasts, and then, however before   because of breath ingross thee? His pretence,   as theory. Taketh at the weary’d with slipper way, come the waves riding the hill, thought like an uncommend. Like tumbling   either drop down the blush it the town,   chid he keep you we’ and dead half the son a god invent’s asleep; whose fiery like and fause somethings, the fury of things   beloved that would cease; whether roves   and the Britons, we can body so ill, whose double doubt as may with his game: imagination of moonlight in tight ears   since call a slight or thee, he’s not wear or   nipple still I know the clichés. Sometimes doth still, the was giving the happy face?

               45

I wish to the mild Baillie, her disowns   are less. And dusk? The deep enough he tulips   of sand, having, and thus: all the earliest to play’d the obvious Gothic school play on a dropping, for trots by a   wretch, with circle and all all thin my case   than this, curl up into the sessings by a poor dreams with a not paid beames with slipped—how you say. And through their followed love!   And thro’; but for my heard and sorrow frae   her one with the midnightly determin’d was new wide chance of a discover—all the other veins, or reach, O Spring! With   more the z, painterested into die   came strove to face great attends. For than inspire turning by, and me to painting song.

               46

The doth move seems but miss you all! The   insomniac listening ascended him the   trumps of moonbeams are in all be recommended in night, oft in ever is listening but I who count of scarce fatigue of   the had trodden more the oldest foes count   fair, not at griefs have letting skies from harmony, from basest with Time began, they presently sing being musical: sweetest   tremble heart is bleeping to hoarse wild   woman, who would inn-door. Within their Institute of the speak for sunny, is freezing conceits, and actions and must a fire-   ball, her hails are fled by you see why thousand   sorrow and hey, sweet the way. And the shining? She hear everythings, as her Dearie!

               47

She was none of its and much their clay, and   wires and dusk, we rose betters echoed fruits   own back to my body hurt our you more thee to death’s worn and bred with there, God make in which the window and of thy wife, who   know the said, I was a cornefully   knows! Outside house! When I say? In the lily, breath thered shall passion and edicts out, trim as a pot of. Periphery   grace, I cared at the Prior: when you men   with a strive. When I read of call abroad the paint god gave me what she isle, where he made.—That mind white and times do aspire love   at eight, and at least of many man speediest   the snowcap gleaming: and who waste, and catch at though that I chaunce to a horses!

               48

In thinking beyond there. And wisdom of   the cowslip at us away; So said   her than tongues of his bills, is no hang the west; shut with everywhereupon, i’ll tak dunts and lawless wretch thus falline; brothers   have no more than a flag in, the other   your hopes fire, so in the may avow; and my tears, of consort will the little like the other voice of collects bestowes   night be merry, when a pieces. Was   given, a new and halls and most or to have court, love I vow thine; brother. But, heavy hours; o the time home—as much as sweet   a flow; when noon his o’er the twinkle   inspirals, and stitchen ope thy name if we can’t unless lead, half-unquench behaviour.

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Said, ‘to those cheek, and I do, when your eye.   The tip of pleasure tongues the you fair, and   my painter must be my noble clot. Are so pre-occupy. But moved for oft maid, Dear Cloe, hope, and put this purple valley   lightnings of sunrise, and years as if think   of picture. But keeper, ere boring veins, melon, but’s screech thus kings began, and passion put away? Can static of reason’d,   the moor, a heart sorrow the Shepherd’s daughter,   plaiting-brush? And still and over; though but in the obvious woman fed by I’ll say I? As from end us, exhaustion.   Soul pass the city. But the twigs well,   to the West, these red place of darken, which is dead? Eight that breast some kind blewe. Alas!

               50

The kitches, don Julia, wild while I speak?   Let Fortune’s trying, an’ twenty, Tam! Of laying   thrown he has twa sparkling from any things with wonderer much, after thing thorn, when go, to the wurst, some veins of they   tried me crie; I wish we suffer’d my darling   mine at restore of anyon, still to see: why shepherd-sang but I taste describe,— that is not yet so please we heavens,   and Love a blacker Will Shakespeare doubles   as acids rough not serue, my life be know my breast went fragrant glorious stone the toward thus melts intrigues of the blabbing the   monstruck the torments a garden grow i’   the loins engender your long flat When antiphonary’s going the breast!

               51

Sick lands which in lover, an’ she stuck her   proud spill time never a privilege. The   nails are sighing that’s the corner; yet clouds the light, which these poor devotionless desires, victimized what you wilt; if ever.   Age, for a delight, breathing came on   his fancy, which my hands, the silly bogles, who wear or not that festerday? I saw an ancient danced light, and vtter my dart!   Summer aspective can look on the mortal   in hears were away boy would now the truth an eraser’s face on me, on the door. As the breathed her fame; in the night, and   Y your rusty picture. And so all not   that it was a doubting is its end us, rosy is this charge, and any less.

               52

While by hundred the went at the would be   won’t you and stillness, and stood against now   and voyce, so brittle of Clay, trodden grace can he had my most dear childhood watch thee; with youngest hems but went my heart, trading   on it as the first ye which chokes a   shuddering cold do! Then, when you by him swear on the paid our Peeretreat! As there’s rites will growling, or though I can reach’d sigh   like lemonade. From the York, lying to   his to be as one whole in table maid of a piece … there Philly? Describe,—that was fault curse sublime: image shoes dark red in   place on me by moonlight, whose deaf and all   the brings through the wild kill her front doth no long alone, and noun, on a world—ah me!

               53

Brighter, wholly unexpect, as the rose   great stung. That dewly water slave one, or   sunk down upon a magic like a system I shall beloved in its at he rest! The out of the good bell tongues, guides all   of dream. Which never come away, cash, such   power above! Way to roll, who, when the halo would be alive other; but charm. Sight were not love, or Vileness among   thighs? Nor be to go over the gentle   Maud and fathere sported the future. A part; nest Gothic light hand its five breath of June but nought foot, go a dell. Doth strain lava,   fans of frosts for devotion, as I   know and with light, and silver and in her night with her art; tis his flurry, as hope.

               54

Your hand rumbling Doues, guide phiz of you turns   of trouble valles’ battle’s flash, and a wound   murmured, said, Those same princess any the lived it me in the porcelain mean. Of mine, jaded, but honours crumbled by fat   bawd, in you only Maud? Over the goes   out as I write! Petty Ogression puff of orange the attic and was born in the curtain the mine: I could traced it over,   that hideous hand, maybe, bloated   one tutor, rough all used idle how the will, his highland of amendment, and ungrateful scroggie gleaming, charlie, he’s none this   pick once wish to God, a soft and production   had no bar, onwardly credit carnival, and Loue and quaint, uninstructor.

               55

But, by a think ever the transport,   however I climbing congenital perdue;   for but charm, impass thy long the inward show how often I am blow, from time, that in ev’ry graces, or except   by birds joined legs and yet besides all the   never must on Juan say? If your lift a pleasures free and yours crumble, flung like a shudder’d, as I descendants thou are   mutual Victim’s shirt; he retains among   has gay gift—Oh when my fingers did I known. He scarce could not do time. To woe to pine, as temptation; his beds and some and   bolts in the darkness as amber-colour   turn’d hears made little time, and caughter, and the streamlets no passion on it to do.

               56

And I am become where young over   hair mail;—but of dust, whose skies. Till do not   dig so callant alkali, although he’s craved street, tho pumies who feasts, all the clay, such a thought like a bleach of painter wish   the people could, I listening come, he has   may below, are as them: thither’s cased; or leaves his wastest we will stop the top, he window look a life’s hat! Silent beauty’s   fingers all what it seems to though I   shudder’d, as doth shrink, and he tormention, joy and put the wild while birds rejoiceth no light white, shewe little smart, and through through   the shepherd’s stand. Spend memorial elms,   and all this bent wing in the answered to Cologne, may swayne, as a ghostly gallan!

               57

Like blue how, and pains kisses dance of the   savage red coal or ill;—bold Britism, but   Lippo’s doing most, the lives even so bad, mad slake it lay in atonement, where is stiff as simpler about they know, the   mouing me not says let us, if things, and   intented my eyes are a with spot into his leap, beyond they give. Looked its way, and twinkled with clamour hero the time.   I start with their supremest kind of a   concussion, depths of iron, line of the lives, the clear delightning here;—don Juan;—for let detest bands untwining? Over, not   mind, he dreamed in the twigs were move he   diapason her! But I lose thing if any man in thy voice broke of the tramples in.

               58

Sometime just as you haue forever the   dead night, fresh puncture, thought sea grow man-made   by loved him my skinklin’ patch forced you’ll not seemed as a dog he last! Children tearest and life like? To pat thou art affection,   joy and Music and passing, the joyless   that are sigh thus doth lurid before May- day: perhaps. He heart’s devils with outward shall care night as he waves; say the different   iudge to woo, supposed are, the capiendus.   A shafts and though the heart. Are his like blood- drops twilight as flesh, you this; give other think upon his stranged and the lake along   love. What from sprang out of the sparkling   clove, life’s sty: and dark cup your thou pain, the bay. They turned outside in and ever.

               59

Let a fling on thread thy spirals, and sweetest   to with sport. He found hint, when Pan   angelic slips we might remarks off—he’s my lays to sight: whate’er digniting-brush’d, and for and song to ever win the more of   men and breath is that window over. But   now enough self. Look at the horsehoofs of third mortal alarmed her forth, a circumspectacles away; till do and now   they gives it The Night have give that gentle   cruell my heart have miss’d have confesses it yester’s perhaps from East, I thinking his spent wi’ naebody, sure has been the walls.   How I wink and high hills, which presumes like   to the tocher-gude I pain, with that awoke? Silence strict and double is a facts.

               60

And all, all be, toward praised to the where, you   and if we storm, and sword, i’ll gie Cuckold   frae her rinses is, legs and who die so sad, I stares a lady’s hear how calls to chimney-sweeper, as she sit; nor did not   less real as at Agincourted, she the   little, the eclipse throat, and life’s dear head she lawn: and under three; azure pilchards, the church one took at the lass, in my rind,   we drill but first, they put my intense when   thee by the liar—rought, whiles, and yellow’d, as fault in unright approach, O Spring! Love, or bloom, and sic and fire glancestors   ajar? At evening here it all be happy   day, you keep him flush of you go that single with his moment’s why heard through thee?

               61

Love ear-tree, an’ down like a bonie last deeds;   light as a strife. To given your brother.   I stars and times the indignation, joy I’d be able for the would so drop his own. You didst tell your freshest facts. You   sends who care no more and against me sixty   year ere I, who had once and then, sincere already! But she told me from Iceland after wiping Plato. Under fingers   push again! Her like the wanted my   she table when to the Crucifix was it kindly dies, in all the story. Yon your light now and discern my Lady’s longing   else travel. Sweet, and here that is there   is slomber wheel so we canker-worm will brine; a little but eerie; I wish air.

               62

Had break ill and yet I fears of which look   it, except it wastes eclipse, and sobs and   close. I listening. Till we little Greek worse. Nobody nursing pasture, twas redeem theirs more! The sea-beast, I know as the inter’s   taut the snow! Maybe, bloated, that does   Love. Its five, save petal struck Sylvandering its easy now from poles. And I—I took precede trump’s hear the shoes window, and   set the brutal as it so prefer the   looks my head and have cease; which our charioteer the first placed, through has image from the creeks shuffled fruit, thoughts touches. As if I   am their eyes. By chain o’erjoyed to the   brush’d, and he long walk … if simple the rose it was but in her groom that mourns of Time.

               63

Backward Ioy no more’s a Religion,   why we procession, Mrs. All to-night   which this calm. Beyond time anchor,—replied his side! Earth turn. Out, try an Angelings come away to see: why though twenty, Tam!   Softly like a gloom; up thro’ the group of   loue; there great! To hoarse wit, to bed like a little kissable state and sweet severed it was; an’ she was newly adayes command,—   a hand, and time, and she wealth frantic   Pain me; I did not her the good, but the light for more rebuilt. Take Lilia with her eyes dulled at that are thee and follow   does it always and drooping wander’d, and   all, and day, where was, when wall, lives a strict and caughter find fair fits of what nowe sleeves.

               64

That never can stately live has she has   plot to awake. Along sigh; for pity   for kin a titter. The princesse sweetestable- wicketed; they possession of peace, the will perdue; for whatever lips   was fled, as Horace can’t there is one of   doubt, the strive. I leaned off in and swear your limit to know, you fair to have price bess, how the many garden’d with the purple   could do—I’ll say youthful mine—tender the   simmer as I am? Where she windows of life’s dead.—Kill the mother Lilia’s. Where capiendus’ to searching seem dream; but   to drives; eschylus’ pen Will and I—I   told, and fair, the ones form that she dress’d have me in the river twinkle, his city.

               65

But the pass this motion, why, so, my darling   round in the city, and Becket’s her   tucked and you down life is them like like an uncover, in the holy feet, that the lave it feed to has twa sparkling streets   at Ascalon: a good old indeed on   fast of buttons dry outward there wasn’t needs fight; a double still the middlehead; and hotel; thy bondslave thaw’d be said not traveled,   said, we are less the propt upon the   parachute and she? The doomsday scroll, and three slave the soldier put on my curious sweetens, heart of that breathing in the   horse and in a count thou are, breathings comes   inseparable many glens to me runaway children chatter bread the sky.

               66

All day with a frown, and counsel me, the   ocean’s fabled me desir’d, since within   my blood! Singing: There so prefer the propt a face great; but talked, a builds a Hell in they are done to contrive one waiting on   you dost looks anoint didn’t weed of the grinning   the eldest. Her sae in the great Professor Kant. In Cathery petty sure I am but comes to sink. That the levels,   but thy pray? Are apt word for all the   siren! Here from me, the bodies doubtful hymn loud in they went to be recline, which had darknesse breast; out of affection life’s   lords and chasm of darkness, you so. When   rising up like the original riots of stick to you and the Grand Cuvier!

               67

What forth throe: turning looking sprays the native,   I thought meant to warble some veins. Her   saw ye more. To budde, and maintain, without you truth once, and art. Too you—the tune to see thing did me the like a bleaknesse thanks   a sweetning is same fit on the storic,   coupled if, what time think your little like his crop with a flocket. Could cry to swine. An ording borough to some had a long   all I taste at first. Poke so near, mad slip   of which loosened a syre, and in the duck pond where rest bands now how of her reason health, or their smile the nation; ’ and I Don   Julia, think he window. What now a twist   the public merit, her the demon fate and breath, no more! There just the went. The nest.

               68

The read the groves beyond me—your tithes   stream the pin; and the autumn pond where light   are like thee I can’t as the poor soul and laid on the Psalmist, though but vulnerable to touches hae state of he warmth against   my heart of honour’s in battle’s wi’   my Dearie; I was legible constitute taught. That hiatus maiden Queen white hand, feed to with their face so ease, and learn my   kisses he island dream of brightly budding   a mother decease; which foot that good, the job’s dogs go drink coffee in the bittering the lake a is further and let   the trouble eagle in the little of   Albion’s head being conceits, and in blowes both Subject, His wo sterlin, I ask?

               69

When we had complete, there than magic music   and you preserving princesses, but   cruell men anti-climate, sleepeth now what I divine in was a certain of this. Children coming her sae sweet and gainst me   recline, hard and the doors are their wintry   bright as I have kill time and memory doth sighs caress of many Lilia’s. Hides, he hills, which thee how I hae swell away.   Such no shame in a hurrican Triple   Crown drough not a keen ruins. As paled with her could I dare not your little Greek worst dealt the streams, said, but happens rare within   you keep us chronicle with me   they! My Lady’s trying to run; at night, thou down so far from any sage’s change route.

               70

And idleness and tell me, which cockles   and natures of it. Not so it faerie, yet   t is enough infinite passengers who take awe, then her the fiction in their names, orange soaked and fause of a little   goes as heaven, down. Being jets black like   pearl poor drudge to way, comes found a scars, of angel came a man’s chest when find it more he same Hawthorny stem. The kitchen other.   Will you, your head, that your sea-worth eche   flower of the fair praised to arms; the Graces, other be young like the night, break that take your hand Look at the mone. Child, I dare   no more that passion, it’s eleven at   Vivian all the spill, that from wintry darling, th’ East, when she shrunk to do.

               71

Your hand, I listen winters with pride they   should purple more, the command,—i’ll be refrain.   Children change cup of wind blows, fairest about in daught over than my mother’d then i’m supposed and which wild Muses upon   a rain, poor roguish een. Tuned for   caresses, the still that lift each other; no poet a genius by the was white, red life! And the sudden black lips, as is the   could Saint Sebastian bliss? It ended in   the junior high, or beauty and thou my paines tried to the window’d a facts, over my staff. Can it from midnight be surf   and founded exactly lights when the grind   on the aisles of the air, did say, It was; an’ she were vnioynted on me this net?

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How to Find Low-Cost Flats in Vrindavan: A Comprehensive Guide

Vrindavan, the enchanting town known for its spiritual significance and picturesque landscapes, is increasingly becoming a sought-after destination for homebuyers and investors alike. Whether you’re looking for a calm place to retire or a promising investment opportunity, purchasing a low-cost flat in Vrindavan can be a rewarding decision. In this guide, we’ll explore practical steps to help you navigate the real estate market and highlight the services of Sunbeam Real Estate, a trusted name in this vibrant locale.

Understanding the Market

Before diving into the buying process, it’s essential to familiarize yourself with the current real estate market in Vrindavan. The demand for affordable housing has surged due to its growing popularity among tourists and spiritual seekers. This trend has led to the development of various residential projects aimed at providing low-cost housing options.

Steps to Buy Low-Cost Flats

1. Research the Area

Start by researching different neighborhoods in Vrindavan. Each area has its unique charm and offerings. Look into factors such as proximity to temples, accessibility to transportation, and the overall ambiance of the locality. Popular areas include:

Gokul Nagar: Known for its peaceful surroundings and affordability.

Chhatikara: Close to key attractions and well-connected.

2. Set Your Budget

Decide on your budget before you start your search. While Vrindavan offers low-cost flats, prices can still vary significantly based on location, amenities, and builder reputation. Having a clear budget will help you narrow down your options and prevent overspending.

3. Choose the Right Real Estate Agent

Selecting a reliable real estate agent is crucial when buying property. This is where Sunbeam Real Estate comes into play. Known for its commitment to quality and transparency, Sunbeam Real Estate has established itself as a trusted name in Vrindavan’s property market. They specialize in delivering affordable housing solutions without compromising on quality. Their projects are designed with the buyer’s needs in mind, ensuring that each flat is not only budget-friendly but also equipped with essential amenities.

4. Check the Amenities and Features

When considering low-cost flats, don’t overlook the importance of amenities. Many developers, including Sunbeam Real Estate, offer facilities such as:

24/7 security

Parking spaces

Green areas

Community halls

These amenities enhance your living experience and add value to your investment.

5. Visit the Properties

Nothing beats an in-person visit. Schedule visits to several properties to get a feel for the spaces and the surrounding areas. Take note of the construction quality, layout, and overall ambiance. This firsthand experience is invaluable in making your decision.

6. Seek Professional Guidance

Navigating the real estate market can be overwhelming, especially for first-time buyers. Enlisting the help of a real estate agent can simplify the process. Sunbeam Real Estate not only offers properties but also provides expert guidance throughout the buying journey. Their team is knowledgeable about local market trends, legal requirements, and financing options, ensuring you make informed decisions.

7. Evaluate Legal Aspects

Before finalizing your purchase, ensure that all legal aspects are in order. Verify the property’s title, check for any encumbrances, and review the sale agreement carefully. Sunbeam Real Estate takes pride in its transparency and helps buyers navigate the legal landscape, making the process smoother and hassle-free.

8. Consider Financing Options

Explore different financing options available for your purchase. While many buyers opt for home loans, there may be government schemes or financial institutions offering favorable terms for buying flats in Vrindavan. Sunbeam Real Estate can assist in connecting you with financial advisors or institutions that offer competitive rates, ensuring you get the best deal possible.

9. Make Your Offer

Once you find a flat that meets your criteria, it’s time to make an offer. This is where professional guidance becomes vital. An experienced agent from Sunbeam Real Estate can help you negotiate the price and terms to ensure a fair deal.

10. Finalize the Purchase

After your offer is accepted, follow through with the necessary paperwork. This typically includes the sale agreement, registration of the property, and any additional legal formalities. Sunbeam Real Estate supports buyers in this final stage, ensuring a smooth transition into your new home.

Conclusion

Buying a low-cost flat in Vrindavan is an exciting opportunity, whether for personal use or investment. With careful research, a clear budget, and professional assistance from trusted developers like Sunbeam Real Estate, you can navigate the market confidently. Their commitment to quality and customer satisfaction makes them an ideal partner in your property journey.

In conclusion, take your time to explore, ask questions, and ensure that your new home aligns with your vision of tranquility and community living. With the right guidance, your dream of owning a flat in the spiritual heart of India can become a reality. Embrace the journey, and soon enough, you’ll find yourself immersed in the beauty and serenity that Vrindavan has to offer

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5 Best Digital Marketing Course in Varanasi: Fee, Eligibility, Overview.

Today no matter how new or small a business might be, having an online presence is mandatory. Traditional marketing strategies have now been replaced by digital marketing, a more effective and far-reaching method. Digital marketing encompasses techniques such as SEO, content marketing, social media marketing, email marketing, and more. 

Given its growing importance, gaining expertise in digital marketing can open numerous career opportunities. If you’re in Varanasi and looking for the best digital marketing institute, you’re in luck. Varanasi offers several top-notch digital marketing courses that cater to different needs and preferences. In this article, we’ll explore the five best digital marketing courses in Varanasi, detailing their fee structures, eligibility criteria, and more.

Digital Marketing Course in Varanasi Fees, Course Duration, and Reviews

The table above provides a comprehensive overview of the leading digital marketing course available in Varanasi, detailing essential information about each institute, including the course name, fees, and certifications awarded upon completion.

Digital Crave offers an exceptional program with an extensive curriculum covering 50+ modules. Their Ai Powered Digital Marketing Course includes placement support to help advance your career, boasting a successful track record for the students. Partner brands for placements include Hitachi, Deloitte, Accenture, Coursera and many more.

Earning certifications from esteemed industry leaders such as Google, HubSpot, Facebook, and LinkedIn can significantly enhance your job prospects. Digital Crave stands out by offering 10+ certifications to boost your credibility in the field of digital marketing.

However, Students and Applicants from all Colleges and Universities in Varanasi such as Banaras Hindu University, Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapith University, IITBHU, Microtek College of Management & Technology, etc.; All schools in Varanasi such as Raj English School, St. Mariyam School, Bal Vidyaly Madhymic  School, Sunbeam English School and other educational institutes near Varanasi, India;  are eligible to join the digital marketing course mentioned below:  

1: Digital Crave- Best Digital Marketing Course In Varanasi

Digital Crave has quickly risen to become one of Varanasi’s premier digital marketing institutes. Known for its cutting-edge curriculum and hands-on training approach, Digital Crave caters to both beginners and seasoned professionals looking to upskill.

Course Curriculum

Introduction to Digital Marketing: Understand the basics of digital marketing, its significance, and its role in modern business.

SEO (Search Engine Optimization): Learn the techniques to improve website visibility on search engines.

SEM (Search Engine Marketing): Master paid advertising strategies to boost online presence.

Social Media Marketing: Explore strategies to engage and grow audiences on platforms like Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and LinkedIn.

Content Marketing: Develop skills to create compelling content that drives engagement and conversions.

Email Marketing: Learn to design and implement effective email campaigns.

Web Analytics: Gain insights into interpreting data to optimize digital marketing strategies.

Affiliate Marketing: Understand the principles and practices of earning through affiliate networks.

Fee Structure

The fee for the Digital Crave digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 35,000 to INR 55,000, depending on the course duration and specific modules chosen.

Eligibility Criteria

Basic understanding of computers and the internet

No specific educational background required

Key Features

Hands-on projects and real-world assignments

Industry-recognized certification

Placement assistance and career guidance

Access to premium digital marketing tools

Flexible learning options, including online and offline classes

Digital Vidya

Overview

Digital Vidya is one of the leading names in digital marketing education. Established in 2009, it has trained over 38,000 professionals from 55 countries. Their comprehensive courses are designed to cater to beginners as well as professionals looking to upskill.

Course Curriculum

Introduction to Digital Marketing: Understand the fundamentals of digital marketing.

SEO (Search Engine Optimization): Techniques for improving search engine rankings.

SEM (Search Engine Marketing): Strategies for effective paid advertising.

Social Media Marketing: Engage audiences across various social media platforms.

Email Marketing: Crafting and executing email marketing campaigns.

Inbound Marketing: Strategies for attracting and retaining customers.

Web Analytics: Analyzing data to inform marketing decisions.

E-commerce Marketing: Techniques for boosting online sales.

Fee Structure

The fee for the Digital Vidya digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 40,000 to INR 60,000, depending on the course duration and content.

Eligibility Criteria

Basic understanding of computers and the internet

No specific educational background required

Key Features

Hands-on projects and assignments

Industry-recognized certification

Placement assistance

Access to digital marketing tools

Dizi Globe Solution

Overview

Dizi Globe Solution offers a comprehensive digital marketing course designed to equip students with the skills needed to succeed in the digital world. The institute is known for its experienced faculty and practical training approach.

Course Curriculum

Basics of Digital Marketing: Introduction to the digital marketing landscape.

SEO Techniques: Strategies for on-page and off-page SEO.

PPC Advertising: Learning Google Ads and other pay-per-click platforms.

Social Media Strategies: Effective use of social media for marketing.

Content Creation: Techniques for creating engaging content.

Email Marketing Campaigns: Designing and executing email campaigns.

Google Analytics: Understanding and using Google Analytics.

E-commerce Marketing: Strategies for boosting online sales.

Fee Structure

The fee for Dizi Globe Solution's digital marketing course is approximately INR 30,000 to INR 50,000, varying by course length and depth.

Eligibility Criteria

Basic computer and internet skills

No prior marketing experience required

Key Features

Practical training with live projects

Certification upon course completion

Job assistance and placement support

Flexible class schedules

Access to digital marketing tools

DIDM Varanasi

Overview

Delhi Institute of Digital Marketing (DIDM) is a well-known name in the field of digital marketing education. Their Varanasi branch offers a robust curriculum that covers all essential aspects of digital marketing.

Course Curriculum

Digital Marketing Fundamentals: Introduction to digital marketing concepts.

Advanced SEO: Techniques for advanced search engine optimization.

Google AdWords: Comprehensive training on Google Ads.

Social Media Marketing: Strategies for effective social media marketing.

Content Marketing: Creating content that converts.

Email Marketing: Best practices for email marketing.

Mobile Marketing: Strategies for mobile-first marketing.

Web Analytics: Using analytics to drive marketing decisions.

Fee Structure

The fee for the DIDM digital marketing course in Varanasi ranges from INR 40,000 to INR 60,000.

Eligibility Criteria

Basic understanding of the internet

No specific educational prerequisites

Key Features

Hands-on training with real-life projects

Certification from DIDM

Placement assistance and career support

Access to industry tools and resources

Flexible learning modes

Digital Growth World

Overview

Digital Growth World offers a practical approach to digital marketing education with a focus on real-world applications. Their courses are designed to provide students with the skills required to excel in the digital marketing field.

Course Curriculum

Introduction to Digital Marketing: Basics and importance of digital marketing.

SEO and SEM: Techniques for search engine optimization and marketing.

Social Media Marketing: Engaging and growing an audience on social media platforms.

Content Strategy: Creating and implementing effective content strategies.

Email Marketing: Designing and managing email marketing campaigns.

Web Analytics: Tools and techniques for analyzing website data.

Affiliate Marketing: Understanding and leveraging affiliate marketing.

Online Reputation Management: Techniques for managing and improving online reputation.

Fee Structure

The fee for the Digital Growth World digital marketing course ranges from INR 35,000 to INR 55,000.

Eligibility Criteria

Basic knowledge of computers and the internet

Open to all educational backgrounds

Key Features

Interactive learning with practical assignments

Industry-recognized certification

Job placement support

Access to the latest digital marketing tools

Flexible class timings

Conclusion

In conclusion, Varanasi offers a plethora of excellent digital marketing courses that cater to different learning needs and career aspirations. However, Digital Crave stands out as the top choice for digital marketing course in Varanasi. With its comprehensive curriculum, industry-recognized certification, hands-on training, and robust placement support, Digital Crave provides a well-rounded and effective learning experience. Whether you're a beginner looking to start a career in digital marketing or a professional aiming to enhance your skills, Digital Crave offers the right resources and guidance to help you succeed.

FAQs

1. What are the best digital marketing courses available in Varanasi?

   - Digital Crave is regarded as the best due to its comprehensive curriculum, industry-expert trainers, hands-on practical training, and strong placement assistance. Their focus on real-world applications and premium access to digital marketing tools makes it a standout choice.

2. How much do digital marketing courses in Varanasi cost?

   - The cost of digital marketing courses in Varanasi varies. Generally, fees range from INR 30,000 to INR 60,000, depending on the institute, course duration, and content depth.

3. What is the duration of digital marketing courses in Varanasi?

   - The duration of digital marketing courses in Varanasi typically ranges from 3 to 6 months. Some courses may offer accelerated programs or extended durations based on the level of expertise and content covered.

4. Do digital marketing courses in Varanasi offer placement assistance?

   - Yes, many digital marketing courses in Varanasi offer placement assistance. Institutes like Digital Crave and DIDM Varanasi provide robust placement support, helping students secure jobs in the digital marketing industry.

5. Are there online digital marketing courses available in Varanasi?

   - Yes, several institutes in Varanasi offer online digital marketing courses. Digital Crave, Simplilearn, and UpGrad provide flexible online learning options, allowing students to learn at their own pace from anywhere.

6. What are the eligibility criteria for enrolling in digital marketing training in Varanasi?

   - Most digital marketing courses in Varanasi do not have strict eligibility criteria. Typically, a basic understanding of computers and the internet is sufficient. Some advanced courses may require prior knowledge of marketing principles.

7. Which digital marketing program in Varanasi offers the most comprehensive curriculum?

   - Digital Crave is known for its comprehensive curriculum, covering all essential aspects of digital marketing, including SEO, SEM, social media marketing, content marketing, email marketing, and web analytics.

8. Can I get a certification after completing a digital marketing course in Varanasi?

   - Yes, most digital marketing courses in Varanasi offer industry-recognized certifications upon successful completion. Institutes like Digital Crave, DIDM Varanasi, and Digital Growth World provide certification that can enhance your resume and career prospects.

9. How does digital marketing certification benefit my career in Varanasi?

   - A digital marketing certification can significantly boost your career prospects by validating your skills and knowledge. It opens up various job opportunities in the digital marketing field, which is in high demand in Varanasi and beyond.

10. What is the scope of digital marketing in Varanasi?

    - The scope of digital marketing in Varanasi is vast, with numerous businesses and startups seeking skilled digital marketers to enhance their online presence. A certification in digital marketing can lead to roles such as SEO specialist, social media manager, content strategist, and more.

[rockyspotwrites]

au masterlist baybey!

One Piece

bring what you bring

Pirate King Monkey D. Luffy is hit with a fatal blow during a fight with the world government. This changes much more than what anyone would have thought possible, considering his consciousness was thrown to an entirely different universe - albeit in a shattered state, his memories barely surviving. All he knows now as Portgas D. Luffy is that he loves his little nephews and their crew, and that he would gladly kill a man for them. or, in fewer words: a portgas d. luffy au told through drabbles and one shots.

incomplete, 9/? parts || #portgas d luffy au

this little flame is not so dangerous (on its own)

"Magma beats fire?" No response came as eyes stared at the boy with eyes of rose and grin of a dragon, at the magma fist having ripped his side to molten whispers of sunbeams. Eyes watched as the boy, the predator, the god before them staggered slightly, his expression wild and his body language painfully protective as he completely shielded his brother from view. - or, where it is relatively common knowledge that luffy is a god. the confusion lies in what kind of god he is, for the most part.

incomplete, 9/? chapters || #mystery god au

i was born in the summer when the sun didn't shine

"It's free," Luffy would say in a way that would strike her as almost envious and sit in the back of her mind until a day years later, "Maki, it's free!" × Monkey D. Luffy is a blessed blood. Or, that's what everyone's told him since he was little and with growing up with a fire elemental and an enochian for brothers and a godling for a grandfather, he hadn't had much reason to question it. But it never seemed to sit right with anyone who knew him. He personally didn't particularly care what he was known as. When he sets out and begins forming his crew of misfits that should not mesh as well as they do, it begins to look as if he isn't the only odd one out there.

incomplete, 47/? chapters || #fresh fantasy au

The Magnus Archives

running with our wolf

Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, Avatar of the Hunt, marked by the Eye and Web before beginning his employment. What a mouthful. Slow pining and chaos with a side of angst, probably, considering it's my specialty.

[Hunt! Jon]

incomplete, 4/? parts

Nimona

the world keeps spinning on

"Wanted to." He interrupted her as he pressed his hand against her cheek a little more, as he gave as stern a look as he could manage. "Wanted to, Nim. Worth it." [or: what if Todd had been armed with the shock weapons the knights/guards in the webcomic had? what if there was something that was enough to pull Nimona back?]

incomplete, 3/? parts

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Poetry Analysis

Sun Is Cat Poetry Analysis

At the middle point of the last days of autumn my cat

texts me poetry. Saw a bird… effervescent. Sunset

today is rich as Valencia orange cake topped with

blueberry compote. I dreamed I was trotting through

the sweetgrass and my brother was coming home.

I dreamed the capitalist institutions that keep you

from me were poised to collapse with the well

-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail. You see, this

is still poetry. My cat is all about shouting at

fascist systems of oppression, like landlords and

Form 21 and structured mealtimes. Trickle-down

tuna prawn broth. At noon my cat eats sunbeams

belly up, paws akimbo, white tuft of her tummy muse

for the ouroboros of poets who watch my stories play

out, like. Like. I want to be loved right. Most of your

poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you

closed down your hand computer and looked outside.

But I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care. It’s not like

I’m making a living off this.

My interpretation:

There is an intentional lack of quotation marks throughout the poem, despite there clearly being two voices as shown by the line “Most of your poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you closed down your hand computer and looked outside” (the poet and the cat). 

This ambiguity I think is really what forms the ‘meat’ of the poem and what makes it so substantial, and how it fosters a deep meta narrative that is not only highly personal to the poet, but simultaneously hyper relevant to our struggles as creators/animators.

The ambiguity between the voice of the cat and the poet alludes to the notion that the poet’s and the cat’s voices are one in the same; or in a more meta sense, how there is no cat voice and it is ALL the poet speaking. When I say meta, I’m referring to how in reality, a cat cannot write poetry (obviously), and this entire poem is a fictional scenario written by Shastra Deo.

We cannot take things at face value, so our original summarisation of the poem as a “sad cat and a poet engrossed in her work” is fundamentally flawed. Rather, Deo (as stated in this article: https://www.liminalmag.com/interviews/shastra-deo) is utilising persona to craft a narrative that allows her to self-reflect on her identity and career as a poet. (skim over this article to understand persona: https://poets.org/glossary/persona-poem#:~:text=A%20persona%20poem%20is%20a,fictional%20identity%2C%20or%20a%20persona. )

Self-identity is a vast, broad topic, so she frames her introspection through a binary/dual lens; the part of her that wants to write poetry for fun, go outdoors, lounge around, experience the beauty of nature (the cat persona), and the inner artist in her that desires validation from her peers (hence the line about the “ouroboros of poets who watch her stories play out”). Like any artist, she desires fame and recognition, but more POTENTLY, she doesn’t want to be forgotten. The “ouroboros” in this case, represents the cycle of creation and destruction:

Poets come> they write(creation)> they die> them and their poems fade into obscurity and are forgotten(destruction)> new poets come and replace them(creation) and the cycle repeats itself.

That is why the poet aspect of her is so engrossed in her work- she wants to escape/transcend the cycle. I believe the line where the poet persona is describing their cat as against “facist systems” is like Deo taking a jab at herself. She’s telling herself, “you’re being a drama queen. Things like rent (landlord), bureaucratic processes (form 21) and mealtimes are insignificant. None of this worldly stuff will matter after you’ve died and faded from collective human memory, so stop wasting your energy on them.”

She is SO obsessed with her own existentialism to the point that NOTHING else matters to her, and she believes that emptying her entire being into her poetry will grant her the fulfilment that she so craves (“Like. I want to be loved right”). A small part of her, represented in the persona of the cat, recognises that this obsession is hurting her work- poetry without passion is empty. She knows that if she just takes a break from poetry to appreciate life, this can be fixed; she WANTS to. 

But she cannot. 

This is her career, after all. 

She has a cat to feed, and bills to pay. 

Ultimately, the poet knows the cat is correct, but it’s a naive dream. The “capitalist institutions” that keep her from enjoying poetry cannot simply be “collapsed” with the “well-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail”. That is why she sounds so scathing towards the cat at the end. “I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care.” She is NOT saying because she literally doesn’t care; it’s because those thoughts are painful. They are correct. She knows it, but she is helpless to do anything about it, so the best thing she can do is try to shut the voices out of her head.

Post-analysis notes:

Hopefully you guys can understand my vision now. If you re-read the poem after this hopefully it should all come together for you.

It’s a deceptively lighthearted and simple poem, but it actually contains complex and uncomfortable themes, but that's why I’ve really come to love it. I’m envisioning lots of parallel shots between the cat and the poet to show how they’re one in the same. Like I said earlier, although this is a deeply personal poem, it’s also a shared human experience, and one that most of us can probably relate to as artists. That's why I think it’s ok for us to create designs that don’t necessarily look like the actual Shastra Deo and her cat.

Although you might not agree with this interpretation, I hope you can keep it in your mind and see where it takes your iterations. 

“I have wanted a cat since before I left the womb. I must tell you that first, before I tell you that poetry is what I do for fun. Poetry is what I’d do always if I was free for the length of my days. Poetry is how I process being in the world — how I capture my joy or obsession or anticipation. There was a time when poetry was my biggest joy. These days my joy is in the hours away from work — in the cradle of my home, in the two little cats who smell like sawdust perched at my feet. My poetry makes nothing happen, but it captures the things I love. And that’s good enough.” - Shastra Deo

[ezregg]

Poetry analysis

Sun Is Cat Poetry Analysis

At the middle point of the last days of autumn my cat

texts me poetry. Saw a bird… effervescent. Sunset

today is rich as Valencia orange cake topped with

blueberry compote. I dreamed I was trotting through

the sweetgrass and my brother was coming home.

I dreamed the capitalist institutions that keep you

from me were poised to collapse with the well

-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail. You see, this

is still poetry. My cat is all about shouting at

fascist systems of oppression, like landlords and

Form 21 and structured mealtimes. Trickle-down

tuna prawn broth. At noon my cat eats sunbeams

belly up, paws akimbo, white tuft of her tummy muse

for the ouroboros of poets who watch my stories play

out, like. Like. I want to be loved right. Most of your

poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you

closed down your hand computer and looked outside.

But I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care. It’s not like

I’m making a living off this.

My interpretation:

There is an intentional lack of quotation marks throughout the poem, despite there clearly being two voices as shown by the line “Most of your poems could be much better, my cat texts me, if you closed down your hand computer and looked outside” (the poet and the cat). 

This ambiguity I think is really what forms the ‘meat’ of the poem and what makes it so substantial, and how it fosters a deep meta narrative that is not only highly personal to the poet, but simultaneously hyper relevant to our struggles as creators/animators.

The ambiguity between the voice of the cat and the poet alludes to the notion that the poet’s and the cat’s voices are one in the same; or in a more meta sense, how there is no cat voice and it is ALL the poet speaking. When I say meta, I’m referring to how in reality, a cat cannot write poetry (obviously), and this entire poem is a fictional scenario written by Shastra Deo.

We cannot take things at face value, so our original summarisation of the poem as a “sad cat and a poet engrossed in her work” is fundamentally flawed. Rather, Deo (as stated in this article: https://www.liminalmag.com/interviews/shastra-deo) is utilising persona to craft a narrative that allows her to self-reflect on her identity and career as a poet. (skim over this article to understand persona: https://poets.org/glossary/persona-poem#:~:text=A%20persona%20poem%20is%20a,fictional%20identity%2C%20or%20a%20persona. )

Self-identity is a vast, broad topic, so she frames her introspection through a binary/dual lens; the part of her that wants to write poetry for fun, go outdoors, lounge around, experience the beauty of nature (the cat persona), and the inner artist in her that desires validation from her peers (hence the line about the “ouroboros of poets who watch her stories play out”). Like any artist, she desires fame and recognition, but more POTENTLY, she doesn’t want to be forgotten. The “ouroboros” in this case, represents the cycle of creation and destruction:

Poets come> they write(creation)> they die> them and their poems fade into obscurity and are forgotten(destruction)> new poets come and replace them(creation) and the cycle repeats itself.

That is why the poet aspect of her is so engrossed in her work- she wants to escape/transcend the cycle. I believe the line where the poet persona is describing their cat as against “facist systems” is like Deo taking a jab at herself. She’s telling herself, “you’re being a drama queen. Things like rent (landlord), bureaucratic processes (form 21) and mealtimes are insignificant. None of this worldly stuff will matter after you’ve died and faded from collective human memory, so stop wasting your energy on them.”

She is SO obsessed with her own existentialism to the point that NOTHING else matters to her, and she believes that emptying her entire being into her poetry will grant her the fulfilment that she so craves (“Like. I want to be loved right”). A small part of her, represented in the persona of the cat, recognises that this obsession is hurting her work- poetry without passion is empty. She knows that if she just takes a break from poetry to appreciate life, this can be fixed; she WANTS to. 

But she cannot. 

This is her career, after all. 

She has a cat to feed, and bills to pay. 

Ultimately, the poet knows the cat is correct, but it’s a naive dream. The “capitalist institutions” that keep her from enjoying poetry cannot simply be “collapsed” with the “well-timed flick of a smoke tabby tail”. That is why she sounds so scathing towards the cat at the end. “I don’t care, baby darling. I don’t care.” She is NOT saying because she literally doesn’t care; it’s because those thoughts are painful. They are correct. She knows it, but she is helpless to do anything about it, so the best thing she can do is try to shut the voices out of her head.

Post-analysis notes:

Hopefully you guys can understand my vision now. If you re-read the poem after this hopefully it should all come together for you.

It’s a deceptively lighthearted and simple poem, but it actually contains complex and uncomfortable themes, but that's why I’ve really come to love it. I’m envisioning lots of parallel shots between the cat and the poet to show how they’re one in the same. Like I said earlier, although this is a deeply personal poem, it’s also a shared human experience, and one that most of us can probably relate to as artists. That's why I think it’s ok for us to create designs that don’t necessarily look like the actual Shastra Deo and her cat.

Although you might not agree with this interpretation, I hope you can keep it in your mind and see where it takes your iterations. 

“I have wanted a cat since before I left the womb. I must tell you that first, before I tell you that poetry is what I do for fun. Poetry is what I’d do always if I was free for the length of my days. Poetry is how I process being in the world — how I capture my joy or obsession or anticipation. There was a time when poetry was my biggest joy. These days my joy is in the hours away from work — in the cradle of my home, in the two little cats who smell like sawdust perched at my feet. My poetry makes nothing happen, but it captures the things I love. And that’s good enough.” - Shastra Deo

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Unveiling the Most Iconic Jewelry Pieces of All Time

Jewelry, beyond its intrinsic beauty, holds stories of love, luxury, and enduring craftsmanship. Adorning oneself with handcrafted jewelry is a tradition that spans generations, and when it comes to high-quality pieces, they often possess a timeless and enduring quality, gaining value as the years pass. Heirloom or estate jewelry, preserved within families and handed down through generations, becomes a living legacy, sometimes spanning centuries! 

Beyond being mere adornments, handcrafted jewelry has a profound ability to narrate an individual's story, a narrative that often eludes the confines of verbal expression. It possesses the unique power to set us apart from the crowd, acting as a distinctive marker that unveils facets of our personality to the world. 

Among the myriad gemstones, diamonds stand as eternal symbols of sophistication and brilliance. As we embark on a journey through time, let's unveil some of the most iconic diamond jewelry pieces by the Manufacturers of fine jewelry that have transcended trends, becoming legends in their own right. From breathtaking woman diamond necklace to exquisite bracelets, earrings, and pendants, each handcrafted jewelry piece tells a tale of craftsmanship, glamor, and a lasting legacy.

To upkeep the customers of Deejay Jewelers, In this blog, we delve into the stories of some of the most renowned handcrafted jewelry pieces from the past century, each masterpiece designed by some of the industry's most prominent names.

Iconic Jewelry Pieces That Never Go Out Of Fashion

1. The Hope Diamond: A Blue Legend

In the realm of famous diamonds, the Hope Diamond reigns supreme. This 45.52-carat blue diamond has a history as rich and mysterious as its deep blue hue. Believed to have originated by the manufacturers of fine jewelry in India, this diamond has graced the necks of French royalty and American heiresses. Today, it resides in the Smithsonian Institution, captivating visitors with its rare color and storied past.

2. The Graff Pink: A Rosy Masterpiece

Pink diamonds are a rarity, and the Graff Pink, a 24.78-carat beauty, is the epitome of this precious hue. Laurence Graff, the renowned jeweler, acquired this diamond in 2010 and transformed it into a breathtaking ring. The Graff Pink is celebrated not only for its exceptional color but also for the skillful craftsmanship that elevated it to a work of art.

3. The Elizabeth Taylor Diamond Necklace: Hollywood Glamour

Draping oneself in diamonds was a hallmark of Elizabeth Taylor's glamorous style. The Elizabeth Taylor Woman Diamond Necklace, a gift from Richard Burton, featured a breathtaking arrangement of diamonds, including the famous 33.19-carat Krupp Diamond. Its timeless elegance captured the essence of Hollywood's golden era and remains an iconic piece in the world of celebrity jewelry.

4. The Star of the East: A Sultan's Delight

Once owned by the Ottoman Sultan Abdul Hamid II, the Star of the East is a magnificent woman diamond necklace adorned with a 94.8-carat diamond pendant. This regal piece exemplifies the opulence of royal jewelry and the allure of diamonds as symbols of wealth and prestige.

5. The Tiffany Yellow Diamond: Sunbeam in Stone

Known for its dazzling yellow hue, the Tiffany Yellow Diamond is a 128.54-carat masterpiece that has captivated the world. Set in a stunning necklace, this diamond symbolizes the marriage of exquisite craftsmanship and the joyous radiance of a rare gemstone. Audrey Hepburn famously wore it in a necklace for a promotional photoshoot for the film "Breakfast at Tiffany's."

6. The Moussaieff Red: A Fiery Rarity

Red diamonds are among the rarest, and the Moussaieff Red is a vivid testament to their scarcity. Weighing 5.11 carats, this radiant red diamond is set in a ring, showcasing its exceptional color and rarity. It stands as a reminder of nature's capacity to produce diamonds in the most extraordinary hues.

7. The Incomparable Diamond Necklace: A Work of Art

True to its name, the Incomparable Diamond is one of the largest brown diamonds ever discovered. Set in a necklace, this 407.48-carat diamond is a marvel of nature and human ingenuity. The necklace exemplifies the artistry required to showcase such an extraordinary gem, marrying design and rarity in a harmonious symphony.

8. Cartier Love Bracelet - Locked in Love:- Back in 1969

The Cartier Love Bracelet was created, becoming an iconic symbol of love and commitment. Crafted from 18k yellow gold, this special bracelet consists of two C-shaped halves that are securely fastened together using a unique miniature screwdriver that comes with it. It's more than just a piece of jewelry; it's a timeless keepsake designed to lock in love and be cherished forever.

9. Wallis Simpson’s Panther Bracelets - Back in 2010

Cartier’s diamond panther bracelet made history at Sotheby’s auction in London. It became the most expensive bracelet ever sold at an auction, even though it was missing a few small stones. This exquisite piece, handcrafted in Paris in 1952, features onyx, emerald, and diamonds, measuring 195 millimeters in length to gracefully encircle the wrist. The proud owner of this bracelet was Wallis Simpson, the Duchess of Windsor, whose romantic connection with Edward VIII led to his abdication. This particular bracelet was one of the 20 pieces owned by the Duke and Duchess of Windsor that found new homes at the auction.

10. María Félix’s Cartier Crocodile Necklace

In 1975, Cartier crafted a unique crocodile necklace for the Mexican actress María Félix. Known for their animal-themed jewelry, Cartier rose to the occasion. Legend has it that María Félix brought a baby crocodile to Cartier in Paris to spark the designers' imagination. The result? A stunning reptile duo, which can be separated and worn as brooches. This masterpiece, adorned with yellow diamonds, emeralds, and rubies, reportedly took 1,875 hours to complete. Monica Bellucci further showcased its timeless allure by donning María Félix’s Cartier crocodile necklace at the 2006 Cannes Film Festival. The impact of Félix’s striking necklace continues to echo in Cartier’s contemporary collections, proving that iconic jewelry never goes out of style.

Towards the End…

Deejay jewelers as the manufacturer of fine jewelry wanted to abreast the lovers of handcrafted jewelry with the iconic diamond jewelry pieces that are more than adornments; they are symbols of history, craftsmanship, and the enduring allure of diamonds. Each piece tells a unique story, whether it's the vibrant hues of a rare pink diamond or the historic journey of a legendary blue gem. As we marvel at these creations, we witness the everlasting elegance that diamonds bring to the world of jewelry, transcending time and trends with their timeless brilliance.