#Tempus Vernum

[medusinestories]

So you know that post about Enigma's "Sadeness" going round, where everyone in the 90ies was into Gregorian Chants for a month?

It was NOT just a month.

The 90ies is a whole decade of unexpected and weird bangers which were based on combinations of synth, traditional instruments, traditional music, choral work and religious music. This is why there was always a whole section in shops called "New Age" (which pretty much meant "weird music we can't classify").

So Enigma releases "Sadeness" in 1990 and it becomes wildly popular in Europe. The band is still going strong apparently, though I haven't heard of any of their other music.

In 1993 in France, another Gregorian Chant banger came out: the soundtrack from a (terrible) comedy called Les Visiteurs.

If the theme sounds familiar, it's because in 1996 the composer Eric Lévy formed the band Era (also still going to this day) and the song "Ameno" was another banger. The album was apparently France's biggest musical export in 1996.

In 1994, another choral banger hit the charts. Written phonetically in a language that sounds like Latin, it was used in adverts and the album generally sold really well.

Okay so how was it possible for this many Latin-sounding choral work weird-ass bangers to get so popular? Well, IMO, someone paved the way for them.

Enya topped the charts for weeks in 1989 with her album Watermark and single "Orinoco Flow". Her music heavily relies on choral work, is heavily inspired by religious and classical music, with her own Irish spin on it. While "Orinoco Flow" sounds quite far from that dark Gregorian style, a number of lesser-known tracks definitely have a feel of it. This is my favourite from 1995, all in Latin (other notable ones are "Cursum Perficio" and "Tempus Vernum"):

And if you're one of those snobs poo-poohing Enya as "just cutesy ambient music", she is still Ireland's bestselling solo artist 35 years later, in spite of the fact that she doesn't tour and only releases an album every 5 years or so. She has influenced many artists, been used in soundtracks and sampled into several songs which themselves became hits. Her music is complex and varied - if you care to dig further than her singles.

And since it's Christmas, it's only appropriate for me to end with this gorgeous adaptation of a Christmas hymn:

[dionysus2xborn]

If anyone was curious, yeah, there’s darkwave Greek music and I’m obsessed.

Now I must find Latin.

Also witch house in both too. (I’ll share the playlists I’m making when they’re developed).

Def learning this Latin one in time for Halloween to spook peeps out

[beirarowling]

Harry Potter characters as Enya songs

Lily Potter - May It Be Harry Potter - On My Way Home Hermione Granger - Boadicea Severus Snape - Exile / Evening Falls Lord Voldemort - Pax Deorum Albus Dumbledore - Cursum Perficio Ariana Dumbledore - Isobella Dobby - Oriel Window Luna Lovegood - Wild Child Lavender Brown - Fairytale Sybill Trelawney - Tea House Moon Rubeus Hagrid - Ebudae Minerva McGonagall - Echoes in Rain Narcissa Malfoy - Marble Halls Ginny Weasley - Epona Merope Gaunt - Fairytale II Cho Chang - Diamonds on the Water Dolores Umbridge - Tempus Vernum

[ao3feed-snape]

by ayemkew When Remus Lupin receives an unexpected message from an old friend, he wrestles with what should be a simple decision: protect the trust between himself and Dumbledore, or protect Harry Potter. It hardly seems fair for one man’s betrayal to plunge him into tumult for a second time. But some friendships are perennial—and the hyacinths at Bluebell Croft bloom fresh every year. Words: 1819, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Minerva McGonagall Relationships: Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody & Nymphadora Tonks Additional Tags: PoA AU, unbeta’d

[thekultofo]

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[anneaskew]

The Liar's Book

I once opened the liar's Book Only to discover,.. Until I took another look What deception, sayeth grief? Be it silent, Or feign thou arenst grand! Least be tempted To give them a hand Tempus vernum! Mark clandestine days Days we looked not Nights, we dreamt Your fingers fine and fat Albeit your eyes They search But will we remain? Sound in truth Paths turned by muddled hoofs We bow our heads…

[forestsanctum]

I do so love this time of year...

[ladyscientia]

Tempus Vernum Ep.5

That one time the Queen bribed you with Opera tickets.

Ignis x Reader Spoilers below the cut

(If you missed the last episode - ) Episode Four: That one time you met Prompto Argentum (For mobile users that are unable to read under the cut, copy and past the link in your mobile browser or send the link to yourself and open in your browser instead of the app.)

For the past week, you’ve been successfully shadowing Ignis, learning the ins and outs of being the Royal Secretary. You’ve had the weekend off, but not without an assignment. At the end of the day on Friday, Ignis sent you a file of his verbal notes from the last council meeting. Your job was to use the information to compile the monthly political report. You spent so much time listening to his notes that on Friday and Saturday night, you fell asleep with his voice looping in your mind; ‘to affirm these negative assertions of those who deplore the crown, is to bend to them.’

It wasn’t even a sentence that could be used for the political report, but it stood out to you profoundly…

The positive to all this Ignis-exposure was that it helped make him less of a big deal to you. He wasn’t someone to be intimidated by anymore. You could take a breath.

The morning you arrive you to work with an impressive-looking folder in one hand and your own can of ebony in the other. You sit back in your office chair with a yawn. Behind you snow drifts sleepily from the half-lit sky. You take your time organizing your desk and preparing your report for Ignis. The Ebony hits you in just the right spot as you sip.

Ignis joins you not too long after. He sits on the other side of the desk from you as usual, crossing one leg over the other. You notice his dress socks have a cactuar print today,

“I have the political report ready for you,” you tell him with a tinge of excitement. You pass the folder across the desk and he takes it up into his hands. You watch him finger through the leaflets. He traces one of the sticky notes that’s sticking out, then sets the whole thing back on your desk.

“I’ll make sure that Noct gets this right away,” he smiles briefly.

“Don’t you want to look it over first?” you ask with disappointment. But right away you gasp at your own question with embarrassment. “I-I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sure your report is quite the affectation,” he responds politely.

“That was really – it was a stupid thing to say. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“You’ll come to get used to it over time.”

Your cell phone buzzes on the desk top. In the heat of the awkward semi-argument, you think of ignoring the phone. But the screen lights up and you see that it’s Sam. Ignis is still saying something when you pick the phone up to read the text.

Sam’s message reads; “I’m i’ll. Not coming in today. Hopefully I don’t die in mucus-y agony.”

“Shit.” You say outloud with a grimace.

Ignis looks very confused. ‘Shit’ is not what he was expecting you to respond with to whatever it was that he was saying.

“Sam just texted me,” you explain. “He’s too sick to come in today.”

“It must be serious. Sam rarely stays home.”

“Who should run the front desk?”

“That would be you if you’re up for it.”

You take a minute to let this idea settle in your mind. ARE you up for it?

“Yeah. I think I can handle that. But to be honest, there are still somethings I’m not totally comfortable with.”

“How about this;” Ignis interrupts. “We’ll run the front desk together and in-between tasks, you can read the political report to me. It’s probably best that I look the report over to make sure you’re doing it properly – well, not ‘look’ exactly-“

“-I know what you mean.”

You’re both smiling kind of stupidly for a second.

“Well…let’s get on with it shall we?” Ignis pulls his earpiece out from an inner coat pocket and as he fastens it in place, you realize that he’s wearing different glasses today. They aren’t the bulky goggle-type safety specs, but something with a sleeker, gunmetal frame. The lens have a gradient tint to them.

“I like your glasses today,” you remark casually, gathering up the political report.

“Thank you,” he flashes his teeth with a rare, sheepish grin. “They’re new. I’ve been waiting for them for some time now.”

The morning passes smoothly. Interactions between you and Ignis are sparse as the phones have been ringing nonstop. Ever since since propaganda rained down on the city, there’s been an unrest, making work at the palace more hectic than usual. By the time lunch comes around, Evelyn approaches the desk with her black hair a mess. In between your own work you could see her pulling at her hair in frustration every time the phone rang. She looks exhausted now, and crosses her arms on the high top counter. 

“I’m going to lunch first,” she says, looking at you seriously. “I’m not asking. I’m doing.”

“Go on, then.” You laugh and shoo her away. You add into your earpiece; “hey, Evelyn’s going to lunch. Forward all public relations calls to the main desk.”

Teddy’s voice responds back, “you got it, boss!” He gives you the thumbs up from across the hall.

When you turn back with a sigh, you see Ignis. His hands are folded calmly in his lap. He has a smile on his face that oozes, ‘I AM QUITE PLEASED.’

“What?” you ask. Your cheeks slightly tingle.

“You’re doing very well,” he remarks in earnest. 

Your earpiece buzzes suddenly as one of the other crown channels breaks through. You recognize the voice as one of the Lt. guards that works the second floor. His voice is deep and serious.

“Lady Luna is approaching the main hall.”

Ignis is the first to stand, followed by every other single person in the hall. The members of the guard the work the first floor become rigidly attentive. Eine, at the front door, puts the entrance on lock down. 

Luna appears on the balcony with the flouncy sleeves of her gown rippling behind her. Another woman walks at her side; two heads taller and two times less flouncy. You look at Teddy and direct the earpiece channel to privately connect to him. You whisper; “who is that?”

Teddy gives you a mortified grimace that you’re talking to him at such a serious moment but responds quickly anyways. “Aranea Highwind. Captain of the Queensglaive.”

Queensglaive? That’s new.

Two of the phones start ringing simultaneously. No one picks them up.

“Ah, Lady Luna,” Ignis greets loudly across the hall as Luna and her personal guard start down the stairs. “And Aranea I believe. To what do we owe the pleasure?”

Luna presses her tranquil, blue gaze directly on you. “I wish to speak to our new Royal Secretary, Ignis. You may all please be seated.”

You feel a sensation similar to your stomach lurching. ME?

Ignis reclaim’s Sam’s desk chair and the rest of the hall follows suit. He takes a candid sip of coffee and says, “Miss Vernum is doing a spectacular job. I’m sure whatever task you have for her, she’ll be able to exceed your expectations.”

The Queen smiles pleasantly and gets right down to business.  “Miss Vernum, there’s an important event at the Insomnia Art Theatre I wish to attend. I need you to make sure there are four seats reserved for myself and my guests.”

“Sure,” you choke a little and pull a memo pad from the desk drawer to make notes. “What event?”

“The Day of Dawn Fashion Gala,” she answers with ease. “The show is in two night from tonight. The seats need to be close to the runway."

Ignis interrupts, “do you think it’s wise that you be going to a public event with all the tension that’s arising in the city?”

“I need to show my support,” she replies. “The Gala is for a good cause and the people of Insomnia need to see that I won’t back down.”

“So four seats ...” you manage to pipe out. “Two night from tonight.”

“That’s right,” Luna folds her hands at her waist. “And here’s a little gift to show my appreciation since I’m sure this will be no small task seeing as how the gala is probably sold out at this point. Aranea?”

Aranea produces an envelope from the inside of her uniform and slides it to you across the high top counter. 

“What’s this?” you ask, a little nervous to find out.

Luna leans in a little close. Her blonde hair sweeping across the envelope. She says in somewhat of a whisper, “Noctis acquired tickets to the opera for tonight. But I’m not all that interested. You really ought to go if you have time tonight. I’m sure you could use the time to enjoy yourself.”

You peek shyly into the envelope and find two tickets. “I - uh - I don’t really have anyone to go with. At last minute, I mean. I -”

Luna blurts out, “Ignis! You should go with her! You always loved the opera. And then you can act as her crownsguard for the evening to ensure her safety. We can’t be too sure with our own personnel.” 

You whip around to catch Ignis’ expression. He’s frozen with one brow raised. He manages to say, “Of course, Lady Luna. If that would please you.”

“Then it’s settled,” Luna claps her hands excitedly at her chest. “Send word to my living quarters once you’ve gotten the four seats for the Gala reserved.”

“Yes,” you squeak and watch as the ripple of sleeves disappear back up the stairs and beyond the balcony.

-End NEXT EPISODE: Join Miss Vernum and Ignis on an awkward, but lovely trip to the opera. <3

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[oh-stranger]

What's wrong with Blair, specifically, is that he listened to too much Enya at a tender age.

[imtheiliad]

Anything that gives you the appropriate Vibe™. It's more... Creature themed, but this is mostly for my own writing of the AU 🤣

Ghosts, vampires, wolves, foxes, witches, faes, what have you.

The playlist is here too just 'cause.

King by The Amazing Devil

Runaway & Running with the Wolves by Aurora

Howl by Florence and the Machine

Human by Of Monsters and Men

The Wolf by PHILDEL

Will o' The Wisp by Erutan

Become the Beast by Karliene

Monsters by Ruelle

Tempus Vernum & The Forge of the Angels by Enya

okay i will stop myself there

Sleepover asks!

[jonsadrabbles]

jonsa drabblefest 2020 masterlist!

Thank you to everyone who wrote, read, and shared our drabbles! This event was a huge success, and all in all we had over 100 submissions (!!!) 

Due to the amount of fics that were written, we may have missed a few in this masterlist. If that is the case, please message us and let us know!

Below the cut are the submissions for this event that were posted here on tumblr! Enjoy!

DAY ONE - LINGER | CAMPFIRE

linger - by @amymel86

linger - by @azulaahai

(not) a matter of decorum - by @zarahjoyce

unspoken - by @jonsaslove

a necessary evil - by @saensas

summer storms - by @pax-2735

rosa suburbia - by @zoyaalinas

carpe diem - by @sweetcalarinanis

sizzle - by @sansaswolfbits

linger - by @ladystarks

The tresspasser - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

this is a state of grace - by @part-timewonders

tales by the fire - by @miazeklos

linger | campfire - by @periwinkle39

in brevity - by @orangeflavoryawp

linger - by @sailorshadzter

linger - by @wildflower-daydreamer

The Lady Bird and the Winged Wolf - by @jade-masquerade

campfire | linger - by @annawoodhull

linger - by @schnoogles

as if he’d never left - by @that-plo-koon

campfire - by @amymel86

campfire - by @sailorshadzter

campfire - by @madgrad2011

piece of cake - by @vivilove-jonsa

did I dream it all? - by @captainbee89

happy friends - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

confession campfire - by @sweetaprilbutterfly

flames - by @esther-dot

campfire - by @graceverse​

campfire - by @growstheoak​​

DAY TWO - STOLEN | TRUE KNIGHTS

ache - by @jonsaslove

a thief in the night - by @sweetcalarinanis

stolen - by @graceverse

perjury - by @zoyaalinas

stolen - by @esther-dot

steal me now (i won't resist) - by @ladystarks

stolen - by @amymel86

(not) a matter of choice - by @zarahjoyce

May I? - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

stolen - by @madgrad2011

Robb(ed) - by @pax-2735

all this time (how could you not know) - by @jolieunfiltrd​

thief - by @saensas​

a true knight, to steal me, to sweep me off my feet - by @sansaswolfbits​

hold the thief - by @acourtofhopeanddreams​

under the january light - by @sonderlust45​

by any other name - by @miazeklos​

stolen - by @sailorshadzter​

pride and prejudice AU - by @annawoodhull

stolen | true knights - by @periwinkle39

stolen kiss - by @ladeewrites

the lady bird and the winged wolf (stolen) - by @jade-masquerade

there aren’t any heroes - by @minitafan

true knights - by @amymel86

her true knight - by @vivilove-jonsa

Not Mine (Yet) - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

true knight - by @schnoogles

true knight - by @sweetaprilbutterfly​

stolen - by @growstheoak​​

DAY THREE - LEGENDS | BEYOND THE WALL

under the January light - by @sonderlust45

memory - by @jonsaslove

legends - by @amymel86

legends - by @schnoogles

legends - by @esther-dot

wild gold - by @zoyaalinas

(Not) A Matter of Fear - by @zarahjoyce

Robb Snow - by @vivilove-jonsa

Just Jon - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

legends - by @madgrad2011

the queen of winter and her cursed lover - by @sansaswolfbits

nessie - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

legends | beyond the wall - by @ladystarks

crowned - by @saensas

breath of life - by @miazeklos

legends and beyond the wall - by @jade-masquerade

outlander AU - by @annawoodhull

beyond the wall - by @graceverse

beyond the wall - by @amymel86

dum spiro spero - by @sweetcalarinanis

wolves - by @asongofsnow​

summer storms (beyond the wall) - by @pax-2735

beyond the wall - by @sailorshadzter​

legends - by @growstheoak​​

DAY FOUR - HIDDEN | TRUE

promise - by @jonsaslove

hidden truths - by @asongofsnow

a true knight - by @sweetcalarinanis

true - by @amymel86

true - by @esther-dot

frostfires - by @zoyaalinas

(Not) A Matter of Desparation - by @zarahjoyce

coronation - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

hidden | true - by @phosphorescent-naidheachd

hogwarts AU - by @annawoodhull

hidden true feelings - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

when the wolves come home - by @miazeklos

hidden and true - by @jade-masquerade

hidden // true - by @growstheoak

true - by @sailorshadzter

silver - by @minitafan

promise - by @jonsaslove

hidden - by @graceverse

hidden - by @amymel86

Jon Knows - by @paperskiess

how far this thing can go - by @part-timewonders

the rest is confetti - by @saensas

in plain sight - by @pax-2735

baby you know it’s obvious - by @jolieunfiltrd

hide away - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

what stays well hidden - by @periwinkle39

hidden - by @ladystarks

hidden - by @madgrad2011

hidden daggers, perfectly placed - by @standbehindhousestark

hidden - by @schnoogles

hidden//true - by @growstheoak

DAY FIVE - WINTERFELL | THE WALL

renew - by @jonsaslove

home - by @asongofsnow

cold and cracked - by @israfel00

winterfell - by @schnoogles

is a house really a home if all your loved ones are gone? - by @standbehindhousestark

winterfell - by @amymel86

the pleasure of the dance - by @sweetcalarinanis

remember - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

winterfell - by @graceverse

winterfell - by @growstheoak

winterfell - by @esther-dot

nightmares - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

every chorus was your name - by @jolieunfiltrd

I shall sing you safe on your way (I shall sing you safely home) - by @miazeklos

Winterfell | The Wall - by @sweetaprilbutterfly

frozen AU - by @annawoodhull

winterfell - by @jade-masquerade

winterfell - by @sailorshadzter

the wall - by @amymel86

give me hope in silence - by @zoyaalinas

(not) a matter of timing - by @zarahjoyce

open your eyes - by @pax-2735

the tower - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

the wall - by @madgrad2011

remedy - by @wildflower-daydreamer

the wall - by @ladystarks

DAY SIX - SPRING | AUTUMN

spring - by @amymel86

tempus vernum - by @sweetcalarinanis

spring - by @esther-dot

flower crowns - by @sunbeamsandmoonrays

summer flings - by @pax-2735

the mummy AU - by @annawoodhull

forget me not - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

new session - by @jonsaslove

shower your affection (let it rain on me) - by @miazeklos

spring - by @schnoogles

spring - by @sweetaprilbutterfly

spring - by @growstheoak

spring - by @madgrad2011

the lady bird and the winged wolf (spring) - by @jade-masquerade

spring - by @sailorshadzter

fall(ing) - by @asongofsnow​

(not) a matter of courage - by @zarahjoyce

autumn - by @graceverse

magnum opus - by @zoyaalinas

autumn - by @amymel86

DAY SEVEN - FREE

old new beginnings - by @miazeklos

sansa stark and the vampire - by @acourtofhopeanddreams

i want your midnights - by @part-timewonders

haunted - by @asongofsnow​

happiness - by @sweetaprilbutterfly

free choice - by @amymel86

a gaze across the field (part 1) - by @fedonciadale

a gaze across the field (part 2) - by @fedonciadale

lyanna lives AU - by @periwinkle39

the lady bird and the winged wolf (free) - by @jade-masquerade

[laikaflash]

30 Day Song Challenge - Day 29

A song you remember from your childhood:

Tempus Vernum by Enya

This answer is surely in no way influenced by my going through Enya songs because... it’s been ages, okay? But I think, in hindsight, if there was one song of hers that cemented what sort of music kid-me would end up gravitating to, it’s this one. Speaking of old times, I’ve dusted off my copy of Only Time: The Collection for a quick look at the liner notes and...

Our lives are entwined with each other and with everything in nature. Yet, although we are part of the cycle of life, we should remember that the earth can begin again - without us. Therefore…

Oh.

That note is from lyricist Roma Ryan, by the by. Translation is here.

[andordean]

20 for the ask game!!

(20) Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

This is the question that I find the most difficult to answer, and three of you asked that. :D <3 ILY all but MY LORD was it tough!

I am both proud as hell (for coming up with this plot resolution in the first place) and slightly embarrassed that I came up with the idea of using Ciri's talent as a bargaining chip to convince the vampires to remove Regis' anathema years after I already wrote a fic about this very concept.

The title to said fic, "Cursum Perficio", is from Enya's song, and as per the source:

‘Cursum Perficio’ comes from a documentary about Marilyn Monroe. It means ‘Here ends my journey’ and that saying was engraved in the entrance of her last house.

The images of the vampire world were hugely inspired by another Enya's song, "Tempus Vernum":

https://open.spotify.com/track/5gr5OUyqK5uIG2EouwV6Ta?si=69915a6ca82c4f12

Thank you for the ask! <3

[imbirint]

The night survives the day.

Music: "Pájaros", Gustavo Santaolalla (intro from "Tempus Vernum", Enya)

DL @ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27299044

[durgas]

tempus vernum

written for @jonsadrabbles

day 6: prompt - spring

summary: sansa stark tempts the wrath of jon snow, a terrible god, and so she is cursed to come alive only in the springtime.

She came alive amidst the blossoming flowers, the fragrant lavender bushes and the tiny pea shoots that poked their heads out of the ground.

She would smell the citrusy oranges and the just bloomed roses and the smell of wild green grass and she would know it was spring, a time to be alive. She had been cursed to be a dryad by a vengeful god long ago, one who still visited her now.

They had been lovers once upon a time. She had been princess of a great land with suitors aplenty, yet she had been tempted by the dark haired god passing through Winterfell. A moment’s temptation and she had lost her soul to him forever. They had been happy for several years, her delicate hand held tightly his own, even if it was an unlikely match.

However, his eyes had been turned by a silver haired woman with beautiful violet eyes and he had betrayed her.

She could not stand those eyes so she gouged them out using the wolf claws of her forefathers, shredding each iris into bloody little slivers. He had raged at her then set his curse so she would be alive for a single season each year.

It had been worth it.

He had set aside that creature of silver with her terrible scars where once her eyes resided. He flitted between girl, woman and maiden to ease the ache and yet always returned to her.  He knew she was his match in every way.

“Sweet Sansa.” Here he came, her vengeful god, with mischief dancing within his eyes. “I have missed you indeed.” His tone was deep as the darkest whiskey and yet a smirk was set upon his handsome face.

His scent was pervading, a concoction of alcohol and women and sin. “I doubt that is true, Jon, given the stench that clings to you.” Her smile was a vicious one in lips painted red as blood with sharp white teeth.

“Aye, I am entitled to my pleasure.” He stroked her cheek, noting how her tender skin had remained unchanged throughout the years.

Sansa kissed his cheek then moved his hand down further so it rested atop her right breast, the one she knew he loved. He stroked the skin and she felt the pleasure slip into her body. “I take it you haven’t yet forgiven me then?”

“Oh I forgave you long ago, my love.” He met her lips, those soft and pillowy things, with his own and tasted sweetness upon her tongue.

She teasingly shook her finger before kissing him back. “Then, why must we play this game every year? I grow tired of spring.”

“Aye but I enjoy you best in springtime, my Sansa.” He nuzzled her neck in a gesture that was both tender and yet possessive. “And, Daenerys still whines about her lack of eyes.”

Sansa let out a sigh of exasperation as her face grew momentarily hard. “She has always been so petulant.”

He stayed with her throughout the season, frolicking across the lands that she had been given by her family to sustain her. Yet, come summer the flowers would be fully bloomed. She would be ready to retreat and Jon would leave again.

A hundred years she spent waiting, a thousand more she would share with Jon and an endless life in which their names would be revered.

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[thekultofo]

Spring has finally started! We can leave this dreadful winter behind and finally start dreaming about the summer…

For this occassion I've balanced for an hour between light and darkness… #ambient and #experimental #electronica hope you enjoy!

Original artwork: Romaine Brooks - La Primavera

Mario Lino Stancati - Dove Scordarmi (feat. Maria Todaro)

The Haxan Cloak - The Mirror Reflecting (Part 2) (Original Mix)

Tehransmission - Tehransmission - Leaving the Planet

Elizabeth Virosa - All The Great Mysteries

Ben Lukas Boysen - Humble

Beautytone - In the Air

Ashtoreth & Onsturicheit - Viserion (Deconstruction Remix)

tea & grief - the tendency to be alone

Sysselmann - MS Nordlysnatt

Thomas Park - Pulse Beyond 2

Creature - Ophiucus Star Cluster

https://www.thekultofo.com/tempus-vernum/