#Thyne: dream

[whimes]

Nemstaric

[Pt/ nemstaric /end Pt]

A nemoneir gender related to sleepiness, dreams, magic, fantasy, royal and light blue, stars, lucid dreams, meadows of blue glowing flowers, and peace.

See also; Nemoneir [ link ]

Tagging; @radiomogai @muttchive @extranthaeic

[hodginspodgins]

just found out tj thyne was in the live action grinch movie…. wtf

shout out to my partner for “May your dreams be safe from who-hodgins”

[libidomechanica]

Untitled Composition # 11622

A limerick sequence

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Ten years! Each rose witt is weakenesse; and yet no sinners. Will’ in overplus;    more the dark, and    sacrilege, three yards from above the throne and Heaven, to ease me.

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We cherished bee through the evening is acute. That is part museum of    the soul of many a    greet despitus. So you ran and hir likyng. And I, that weeps.

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When, with such pryde and yit was a mayden Queene. How near the bow, and still aver    the little hour! Sick,    am I. But of one if short years we’ve caught at one Will’ more.

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All the shirt since he gives nothing air. Now wol I kisse thee, hence removed. Because    thou couldst print more, and    death. Thou seist to hunt, I put him out of my hair to wake me.

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Why dyest thou art gone! My fourthe housbonde for barley bare. And not so much as    dare approach thee, as help    me God, in erthe I wolde he failure ours? And made Love is laid.

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And briers! Against the imperfections were ful glade to attract his enemie.    Smoothed by long familiar    men to-night in every wind that nothing but dust what is wys.

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You couldst thou still Paradise had she bore; new objects light laid pausefully    misplaced, and I don’t    want to song and with all the galleys there. Or, while I place yours.

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When her lord she be the report,—’tis not with bleeding hearts; but sicken of    another wolde leden    al hir lond, whatever they were game. Laid up, and flies away.

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She did but dream passed you, whose quiet would corrupt my saint to be clenė, body    and soul that I took    for terme, my spring-days, with arms outstretch vnto the shadow steals.

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Dost thou hast been, shalt forgo, maugree thyne yen. The white flowers bene defast.    That I shal seyn. Makes me    sick, weak, paranoid. Be fair, thou verray knave, theirs for us.

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Weary of the pope hadde we on honde. Let this bold brere with the Oake, for thanne,    thapostel was hym liketh    to his homely cottage- smell, and to threat: ne euer among.

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Have in thy voice back on 100K a week and cold, though you cannot chuse your bounty    cherished bee through many    a sturdy stoure, so now his arms. So am I kidding?

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To lose their fear, and all think men love was half so fair. And thanne is al and    talking of a tale or    two that Socrates hadde I levere was thine eyes already.

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That sweets are, ther water dewe. While the bedclothes rich, and bounds his gift;    creating of the fayre; they    haten that had largely displese. Ah foolish old man bespake.

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But ah, of ours! But Venus falleth ther Mercurie is reckon’d none: their    imputed grace, that white, we    easily know, since then: ten years! A day of day-old pastries.

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There; I know. And dost thou shalt make earth teach thee too well—long, long stairway again&    become the mountain-    top does this pond and straight to hit this moment of twenty, Tam!

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Loved by the brae, Sir, slides over the story, first hour, first accents of returne    to herself, yet they    which I your plaint, caused hym best, if not I? And as they do light!

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And it is fair gift in men’s views, that gentil text kan I wel understand    is never find him. And    I have his. That soft-luring creatures the blesse! I would encline.

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Which like those through the fan be fynd, and hadde with heavy with youre wyl it were    tame. Before to one extremes    of the day, they give him power by the musk carnation?

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In the blissful visions and alternate and blamed hymself afyre. Showing    in the blind do see save    that gladly view the ocean is folded and I seek it too.

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By all aspects that keeps its lonely heart; but of one, which wel could not half    a kiss by you, sir, find    our death’s neighbourhood, nor all these field of snow; even on thine?

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Good-morning, from vice, but his enemie. You knew not? To wedde, ne no man wole,    his proude weede, as most    vsen Ambitious brere, for wel I havė noon envie thogh mayden Queene.

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Alley cats expended breathing air. And yet be jealous of what a man;    with cold bene annoied.    So should her girlond dight, and I, that this world, firm, quiet find.

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Nay, I will say she hanged on the kingdom, safeliest when she doing?    Ennobling new-found therfore    no womman, but me. Her Lord him so sore, and not in my arms.

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What she her self might take at her hand as the limits pent, unable to    say, how it oft; skin as    smooth dark wave slides along the white evening, sleeps so peacefully!

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I koude he me how oon Latumyus compleyned unto good time, can    increasing pains she soon exhaled,    and me. This is my sommer worne away are deaf and black.

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Was neuer pype of Phyllis prayse: but Phyllis is myne housbonde I wolde, as    the wast Oake. In his growing,    the brown hair! To be right gracious as the river ran on.

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With this olde shepheards all, then of the shirt for a book, pardee! Whoever    hath his flute his head, and    bids her adieu. That wont to worke me more, and made hir housbonde.

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And, as I am a man, taut, elderly, carefully upon hire to    wood? The Sunne, Up stirte the    star to every part, I could see no objects light, I will Yes.

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Yet tikled I his heart.—Poor Martha! Good-morrow to this sentence, but ther    as he sat by thy tale.    Two right he seeks, but if you did move to-night, curled once again!

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But ah vnwise and I woke disconsolation thus. But home him hasted with    precious stones, and attending    down Bristol Street, the figure was on thee; yet once I knew.

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—A barbell or a bowling ball, and from the fire? Though all thing, walking of    a tale of truth, with thankful    hearts, Love beguiles, and wostow why? Where were deed tomorwe!

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I have squeezed the pity comes into my skin, the evil tongue. As the clouded    pond’s surface. And but    with blossomes faintest that every dyssh and hire malencolie.

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Out of sight:—must a little hearts might be taken. And the language, and only    what spite of your crooked    heart. How did her Maker praised her brain to time yet the large.

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When I have seen from my reach for you. Then to the power to lend base subject    that would encline. It    is a though rosy lips and cold autumn holds to its crisis?

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Twas beten for a quarter. I didn’t stay to her children too; for charge her    treasures are. The bounden    in their death’s neighbors had to keep dropping mouths, that nowe vpright hands.

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In every holour wol hire have; she may none haukes lure. Time to think men    love and all they quite shrinking    myself alone. Improve: the bush my better to impart.

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Where thy yeares, whether an’ a’ shouldst print more, my Silvia; I confess,    do take a wanton Nimph    for hir handes and future fears; tomorrow I may no more.

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I dance in a sowes nose. Hee, in whom Love did not spie! And lete his old    thorn, the talks. A love to    another, or the young Eulalie’s met on a time and goost.

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For to hold thee feeble I am going off ordinary walls, the    spot, the rurall song of    care those Cherrie-tree whose ranckling ball, and from greeuance. Helen, Helen!

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My Love’s sweet ane an’ twenty, Tam! And laid her up for then where life’s morningless    and revisions, before    us, knew we would content; a simple, fire-side the ground.

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A bridge, where a few graveyard cross the night. So that rode at her sin. That Crist    ne wente nevere folkes fare?    I do not think our selves are all broken in, the worst tattoo.

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May nothing repels thee the mind. He mighty, for aught we sought it would go,    piping too much more, my    Silvia, do I meant at all. To speak of this, how should do.

[silent-browser]

I do believe so! Maidens oft dream of these so called "bad boys" I am told. And I do believe that many a maiden be attracted to thyne authentic self, so should thee fumble or blunder the right maiden would find such things a wanted trait.

for years i attended knight school in hopes of becoming a hero who rescues beautiful maidens from danger (wyrms, wolves etc). unfortunately due to Feminism the maidens have all started rescuing themselves thus rendering me obsolete

[devisnobody]

How deep does it really go, not many beings know.

This hole constantly spiraling deeper into darkness, the width getting more narrow as time goes on. Until a point is reached, as if the hole was tapered off, there being only a speck of light shining through. By this time you've been falling so long, so deep that you have fallen asleep, losing majority of your essence in the process. Now there is only a portion of you remaining, the rest of your essence acting as a bungie cable to keep you connected to the "main idea" which is yourself. You awaken in a new world unaware of that which you came from. You hear a voice from within "I welcome thee to the world of temptation and reflections", says the voice, so strong and resounding that the world around you seems to shake. You stagger about in a vessel that you seemed to have "fell inside" when you came from the world above, not having full control over it as though your driving for the first time. "Tis only a RENTal ye musnt get to attached to it" yells the mysterious voice, "For if thou are to get attached to it thy will surely forget that from which ye came".

Having no idea what this means you continue on, walking down a seemingly endless hallway full of doors leading to different paths, some abstract, full of shapes, colors and harmonic tones, some empty full of darkness, but one stands out above all, seeming more vivid in that it has laws, standards, and concepts that seem to peak your interest. You enter this door and it gets dark very dark, you forget everything and awaken to bright lights and frantic noises, " what is this, where am I....who.... am I" You ask yourself as you peer around at the eerie atmosphere that seems to distort your perception of yourself as well. You see men conversing with one another above you. You scream out, "someone help me, I can't remember anything" then you realize your words don't correlate with your thoughts. Your now confused, angry, uncomfortable. The men hear your cries for help, yet they respond not to you but to a man and a women.

They are your parents, they glance over at you gleefully, smiling and waving. You being so distraught have no way of expressing yourself so you are left only with the option of crying.... screaming. The pain is deep, a feeling of uneasiness envelopes you as though you were a prisoner in your own body. You have a strong feeling within as the voice returns "Tis only an illusion thou needn't worry, for ye are still connected, but nary a day should thyne get attached, for Lo and behold if ye take no heed to this message ye shall surely parish as is the fate of all that belong to the world of mirrors". With that you were calmed, and you doze off to sleep, upon awakening you realize that you never left your "real" world. You were merely stuck, peering deep into the hole finding yourself emersed in the light at the bottom which locked you in a TRANCE like state. That's all, it was simply a dream, nothing more nothing less.... Just.... A.... Dream

[terrence-silver]

Okay, but imagine, through some weird contrived AU, Twig works as a Bus-boy with John at the diner? Perhaps, ironically, post-war, where jobs are fairly scarce in a mangled economy (especially for returning veterans looked down on), and for a short period of time, before the first Cobra Kai dojo actually kicks off, John returns to a previous work-place with a new found sense of authority and confidence because he needs quick cash and while he does dream, he understands he can’t just live off of dreams alone? Like, maybe its one of the several trials and tribulations Terry’s father has him go through to ‘become a real man’ and this month, it involves working a job (a job that isn’t the hereditary, multigenerational family business) --- why not have it be a job his wartime compatriot dabbles in as well? Sure. That’ll do. Yes. That is trusty and tolerable enough --- serve a purpose for the time being and it proves a point. Will help the boy integrate back into society and leave this whole war nonsense behind, because that’s over and Silver Sr. deems it is a closed chapter, so of course, being the utmost authority on everything, it is indeed a closed chapter because he merely says so. Naturally, Terry clowns around a bit because he still has some of that playful, youthful innocence to him after everything he’s been through. Reminds of that one post from Reddit (right here) where a guy chased around customers at McDonalds with a wet mop telling them ‘I’m gonna getcha’ and getting himself fired on the spot at age sixteen for it. A n y w a y. Terry’s silly antics lead to him nearly getting let go as well and his exceedingly rich papa phones in to the owner to fix the issue, nepotism be damned. -”He’s going through a rite of passage.”-

Is all he says after his very formal introductions are made.

-”Oh, sorry, sir, we didn’t know, we...”- The stuttering manager had no idea.

Well, no idea who’s son this skinny little dummie was exactly, to be precise.

Old money? Man...

-”He just came home from Vietnam. Now it is time to get to know the ants.”-

He came home from where!? That kid? Sure, he believed that about the other one, but...

-”The...ants, sir?”-

-”The ants. The proletarian working class. You.”-

-”Oh...”-

Okay? Blunt and harsh. No beating around the bush.

It isn’t a threat or mockery. The tone is very matter of factually.

This is simply how Mr. Silver the Older speaks.

-”To best know thyne enemy you must learn the enemy’s ways or whatever mumbo jumbo Confucius wrote. I don’t read that crap. Gives me a migraine and when I get migraines, my physician’s prescribed skiing. I hate that crap too. Ever been to Aspen during wintertime? I can have that arranged for you.”- Is this man trying to...bribe him? Mr. Silver Sr. audibly yawns into the phone, not even trying to hide how bored he is by this conversation. -”Don’t take it personally, uh...Winnie, or whatever your name is. He’s the first one in the family with a...outside employment.”- Silver Sr. continues and goodness only knows how he got a hold the manager’s name. Why’s the man speaking with a...is that a thick Transatlantic accent? What’s outside employment? Like...ordinary work? The year is 1974 and it is like this guy crawled out somewhere from the other half of the century. He sounds like how a black and white movie ought to sound. Like Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca. Either ways, it is the most baffling conversation the proprietor of this establishment had...ever to the point of feeling made up and it particularly haunts him in the time to come, and he’s been instructed to simply let Terry observe the work environment of the diner (like one does a zoo cage from the outside) and learn a thing or two, before his time and tenure is up and his father welcomes him into the family business with some manner of understanding of what a work ethic is for ‘the other side of the class scale’. The kid simply disappears, never to be seen again. The manager spots his name, years later, on the cover of Forbes. The gruff, bigger guy disappears too soon after.

Suffice to say, Terry Silver sticks around for some two months.

John Kreese is given a raise disguised as ‘a work bonus’.

Mr. Silver Sr. knows ‘the proud one’ wont accept it otherwise.

Those are the few oddest weeks in that diner’s overall running history.

[sporadicbearkingdom]

"It was a LEGEND of HOPE

It was a LEGEND of DREAMS.

It was a LEGEND of LIGHT.

It was a LEGEND of DARK.

Deltarune Reader insert with a Spade king x reader, this is my first story post on here so sorry if I do something wrong.

This is the legend of DELTA RUNE

For millenia, LIGHT and DARK have lived in balance,

Actions

Bringing peace to the WORLD.

But if this harmony were to shatter...

a terrible calamity would occur.

The sky will run black with terror

And the land will crack with fear.

Then, her heart pounding...

The EARTH will draw her final breath.

Only then, shining with hope...

Three HEROES appear at WORLDS' edge.

A HUMAN,

A MONSTER,

And a PRINCE FROM THE DARK.

Only they can seal the fountains

And banish the ANGEL'S HEAVEN.

Only then will balance be restored,

And the WORLD saved from destruction."

...but that is a story for another day, this story is not of the Delta warriors and there brave conquest to save the world...but a story of the Spade kings quest. The king of Spade has done many things in and to his kingdom, and has grown lonely in his little victory against the other kings of the land. That is where out story takes place, in the land of darkness...as the king plans of a sinister apprehension.

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The king sat upon his throne, one arm holding his head up as the other sat on his crossed knee, taping his fingers impatiently. This was the third hour of sitting like this, thinking of his victory and spoils of his now overthrown kingdom. It had not been long ago he was only but one of the kings in this castle but now he stood as the sole king of darkners.

Though he took over and locked the kings away to never return he held a sorrowful feeling, not to the kings he imprisoned..but of himself. He had lost something near to him during the battle, and now he suffered the from this...but from selfishness more then sorrowful pain.

"Thyne King dost not looketh pleased" the voice spoke beside him causing him to turn twords his newly appointed right hand. The tall dark blue man beside him gave the king a look of sadness "tis it not glorious to haveith won over thy adversaries?" He spoke softly, almost fearfully to the large king. The said king huffed and looked away from him, not in the mood to speak. He was far to busy worrying of how he alone was to raise his son, a new kingdom, and fulfill a promise made long ago.

The blue man noticed this and sighed softly as he wondered how he was to help his sire. The battle they raged had left the strong king widowed and with a young prince to raise, he couldn't imagine how hard it must be to be in the mans place. The boue man tapped his foot and pushed some of his white locks out of his face as he hoped to come across anything to help.

The king looked out the Spade shaped window to his left as he sat in silence, he had to many burdens to bare at the moment, and his newly appointed right hand was doing absolutely nothing to help. He pondered crushing the man until said advisor spoke up "Sire Iths knowith of a way!" He smiled.

The king sighed, pinching the bridge of his spade nose as a headache started to form. "Rouxls if it is another idea to dig for more of those wretched feeble incets of yours, I will squeeze your neck until it pops off that pumpos head sitting on it" he growls. Rouxls looked a bit uncomfortable as the king said this, but he continued on with his idea to the king.

"Sire if thou wish...whyth not simply findeth thyself a newist maiden to place in thy heart and to raise thy kin?" His smile widened, feeling confident the king will agree with this idea. When he saw the confused look on the kings face though, his smile faltered for a moment before returning. The king turned to him "what do you mean Rouxl?" His patients running thin the longer he talked in that ridiculous manner. Rouxl laughed softly "find ye a fair maiden to raise thy son, then thyne Sire may runith thy kingdom withoutith...." he shivered for a moment "thy sons antics".

The king was quiet for a moment thinking it over. If he could run the castle without having to worry for that spoiled brat anymore, then he could properly conduct his darkener fountain. He would have to find someone fitting for this, he only took the best...and if they were not he would kill all who insulted him with there soiled looks and disgraced attempt to be made perfect.

Yes this plan would be most befitting for his kingdom and his son. He rubbed his chin in thought before starting to laugh, his loud boisterous voice shaking the castle slightly "I knew you would not let me down Rouxl, send word out immediately" he waved the man off, smiling at how he had not thought of this sooner. Rouxl bowed to the king elegantly before hurrying off to tell all the people of the kingdom.

The king smiled and chuckled to himself once the man was out of the throne room, oh yes this plan would make it easier to keep that disgrace from ruining his work for the Knight. Soon he will shift the world to a darker future and unchain his subjects from the lighteners grasps...

...and it will delicious.

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But our story starts much much earlier then this event, as a court magician searched for more wears in his shop deep within the scarlet forest many years prior...

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The colors of the scarlet forest always looked brightest this time of year, if there was a time of year. Seam chuckled to himself, there was no such thing as seasons here in this realm of darkness, he didnt even know what the diffrent ones looked like in the first place, but it didnt make the joke less funny to him.

He looked to the magenta grass as he walked along the trail, it was so peaceful...a bit to peaceful. He had a feeling the peace ment something was about to happen, he just wasnt sure if it was good or bad, but he knew whatever happens will happen. He knew the world was going to end soon anyway, may as well enjoy the little gifts it gave you along the way.

He held a small basket closer to him, bringing it to carry his finds easier since he was not as healthy as he should be. He sighed and mentally cursed the one who caused the pain in his now broken body, but knew he was locked up somewhere he couldn't do anyone anymore harm.

He sighed as he continued walking, going deeper into the forest area and a bit off the path. The finds he got rewarded with when he normally went this far in was enough to have him keep searching farther off the path. He wondered if he would find anything new to add to his shop or if he would just have to pluck some dark candy off the trees once more.

He jumped as the bushes rustled beside him, making him hold onto his chest tightly where his heart would be. When nothing happened and it stopped after a moment the dark purple cat laughed to himself, he was to paranoid over nothing "it's probably a poor rabbick needing air" he told himself as he made his way to the bush.

He could normally find items left behind by other darkners after scaring them off so he was going to help to get something, or not he didnt mind either way. As he peeked inside expecting a small white rabbick he was shocked when he found a tiny human inside. He jumped back screaming when it looked up at him.

It looked terrified, and so very small, maybe even smaller then they should? He wasnt to sure since he had never seen one before. He nearly fell onto his back when it quickly scooted away, holding something black and goopy in their tiny (s/c) hands. He instantly recognized it as a dark candy. Has this thing only eaten the candy in the area!? No wonder it was so small...or maybe it was just because it was young?

He saw how scared it looked as it looked up at him but he was probably just as frightened, this thing was probably what the kings have warned him of, this thing may actually be a lightener! He hoped it was just his eye playing tricks on him but when he looked closer he noticed how oddly unidentifiable this thing was. It most definitely was a lightener.

He needed to think of something quickly! If he could get rid of it before it could cause damage then he may be able to get a reward for saving all the darkners. Plus saving his people was a good idea, then he would still get customers and business. He just had to be quick, the things the kings have told of the lighteners were awful and gruesome.

He stood up strait before looking around, he would need to find a rock or something quickly before it escaped, but when he moved quickly it made a small whimper of fear, it broke his heart. How could something this small do any damage...no he knew of a small being that ruined his life, and he knew this lightener would grow and destroy his world.

The look it gave him was pitiful, its (e/c) eyes were wide and watching his every move. It looked wounded to, he wondered if it had fell from a high place or one of the other darkners found it first and chased it to this bush. He made a disgusted face as he got a bit closer to examine it, it smelt of dirt and foriegn things he did not understand. He wondered if it was from the knotted up (h/c) locks on its head, something from the light realm, or the actual dirt. It may have even been a combination of the three...yes that seemed like the most logical one he concurred.

He sighed upset with himself, he couldn't hurt this creature, it was like him in a way, broken and alone. He crouched down slowly, not suprised when it scooted away from him deeper into the bushes. "You look very small traveler, when was the last meal you had?" He spoke gently, knowing if he spoke loudly it would flee.

He wasnt really expecting a responce, he wasnt sure if this creature was intelligent enough to even understand him. He was going to speak again to calm it like a pet but was shocked when it did answer him, its voice trembling and very weak "I-Im lost" it sounded young.

He looked around to make sure he had not heard another creature speak before looking back at it, realizing it had spoken he felt it was a start. "I see that young lightener" he paused for a moment "tell me...where are your parents?" He was fearful there was more.

The small thing started to shake more once he asked and he felt he had said something wrong, feeling almost bad for asking. "I-I dont know....I" it looked to start crying "I cant remember" they were panicked. He sighed softly, moving slightly closer, he held out his hand gently "Come, I can care for you until you remember" he had no idea what a lightener child would need, but he knew a bath and warm food would be a good start.

He watched it hesitate before gently touching his hand, seeming to pet his dark purple fur. It made him want to laugh, if it was scared then why did it feel safe enough to pet him. "So soft" he heard it whisper as he gently took its hand and stood, it wasnt to far a walk to his shop from here.

He helped the lightener up gently, they could nearly stand on there own from how weak they were. He sighed knowing the walk would take forever if he didnt carry it, so he gently scooped them up in his arms. They stiffened and held on tightly to his cloak as he began the walk back.

"So tell me lightener, if I am to keep you till your remember yourself...do you remember your name?" He asked hopeful it would calm if he spoke to it, anything to get it to loosen from his neck.

The small child slowly calmed as they realized he wouldnt do anything "m-my name?" He chuckled and nods "yes what I should be calling you" he smiled softly to it, he didnt know why but he felt almost happy having someone to talk to and care for again. He was shaken from his thoughts as it spoke up " (y/n) " it squeaked softly.

The large cat hummed as he nods " (y/n)...that sounds very good" he smiles once more unable to stop himself from doing so. He felt so joyful for once in a long time...

And the smile that grew on your face as he smiled to you warmed his Darkener heart.

[limelocked]

yknow what just like with jonah magnus i think dream is sexy for thinking hes a god like go you fucked up man do your fucked up things challange the gods and be punished for thyne hubris

[siremasterlawrence]

Hero’s For Hire 3 My plan was well in swing thanks to Supes impromptu fall into my power. An now it was time to work some magic as the energy soar through my fingers. “I cast this spell in my name a world a new awaits.” I begin “Bring thyne to me cause a break in reality for in one snap of my finger hero’s of non worthy kind will fade from my eyes.” I chant. Earth begins to glow a sir spins around on a different access all hero’s I did not like were erased from time. A shift began when we came to I was in a massive place where all the world leaders stood before me. I close my eyes channeling my world when I saw him it was that dreadful Captain A. I walk over magically send all the world’s leaders back home. “Time to wake up Superman.” I say to him as his eyes pop open from blue cryogenic sleep. “Is time my love? Am I finally ready to be with you?” He asks me wishfully. “Almost Clark, but we have a major pain in the ass to deal with first.” I say. Superman can see Captain America on his way the expression on his face change completely. He floats up disappearing from my sight until I look down to see my work at its best. You see this was nothing more then a mag dream realm I created to alter my super slaves. “Sleep well my prince soon you shall be all mine.” I say as I kiss Clark’s lips. “Superman I see you are here to stop me all in his name.” Steve says. “You shall bow to my Master in due time Steve.” Clark says. Steve has enough he jumps into the air an sends his shield flying at Supe’s following it with a kick. They hit Clark who glows an sucks them in to his body they transferred to the dream world. I walk over to see a sleeping old school Captain America now In cryogenic sleep. “Let the games begin.” I say before I start to wave my hands over their faces soon a vr glasses cover their face. The glasses light up as they fall into a deep Hypno like trance state. The end.

[heavy-metal-roleplay-memes]

"The field is lost. Everything is lost" "The enemy is within, everywhere" "Go now, my lord, while there is time" "I release thee, go" "My servant you'll be for all time" "Give it to me. I must have it" "Where can I run?" "We are following the will of the one" "Blackheart show me What you hold in hand" "Release me from my pain" "I did my part, now it's your turn. And remember What you've promised" "All hope's lost it can't be undone" "Save me your speeches. I know they blinded us all" "The light she once brought in is gone forevermore" "Like sorrowful seaguls they sang" "Immortal land lies down in agony" "How long shall we mourn in the dark?" "Say farewell to sadness and grief" "An oath we shall swear by the name of the one" "I can still hear these voices inside" "I swear revenge" "Then your oath's been sworn in vain" "Never trust the northern winds" "Oh I'm heir of the high lord!" "The enemy of mine, isn't he of your kind?" "Back to where it all began" "What will be next? I still don't have a clue" "Dark realms I went through" "My vision's so clear" "I left deep wounds behind but I arrived" "Beyond the void but deep within me a swamp of filth exists" "Well curse my name, I'll keep on laughing" "Don't fear the eyes of the dark lord" "I will take part in your damned fate" "I will always remember their cries" "There's still smoke near the shore" "There's no release from my sins" "The Curse of Fëanor runs long" "Time and only time will tell us" "When anger breaks through I'll leave mercy behind" "You are now my guest... forever." "Welcome to my realm" "I see it still burns" "Each night I cry in pain" "You've searched and you've found" "Welcome to where time stands still" "And blood tears I cry" "Endless grief remained inside" "It lies unknown the land of mine" "The lord of water spoke in the silence words of wisdom" "I've seen the end of all" "Be aware the storm gets closer" "True hope lies beyond the coast" "You're a damned kind can't you see That tomorrows bears insanity?" "Deep down it lies my secret vision" "Shall I leave my friends alone?" "We're lost in barren lands" "Time's getting short so follow me" "The bitter end is just a matter of time" "Shall we dare the dragon?" "The moon, the sign of hope" "We brought hope, but also lies, and treachery" "Noldor, blood is on your hands" "Black clouds will carry rain of blood" "We were lost on grinding ice, in fear and hunger" "You can't escape from my damnation" "Hear my words. Fear my curse" "Tears unnumbered you will shet and dwell in pain" "I know where the stars glow" "Your homeless souls shall come to me" "There's no release: Slain you might be" "Dead winter reigns and tomorrow's still unknown" "See my eyes, are full of tears" "But still I can't claim that I'm innocent" "Just lead my fate to the victory of elves" "The moon is gone and deadly the night reigns" "Horror and madness I've seen here" "For what I became a king of the lost?" "The Fate of us all lies deep in the dark" "I stand alone no one's by my side" "I'll dare you! Come out you coward! Now it's me or you!" "Welcome to my lands. You shall be damned" "The iron crowned Is getting closer" "You've troubled my day. Now feel the pain" "The Elvenking's broken" "Praise our king" "A dark seed of evil is grown" "The misty pond has got a new king" "So what can we do with our lives when it all begins?" "Will light ever rise again?" "I'm trapped in darkness. Still I reach out for the stars" "Oh at dawn I'll face the edge of thorns" "Let us march on to the fields of sacrifice" "Will I betray myself to rise?" "It's time to explain and search for truth in lies" "Come follow me and you will see" "Let us be brave though by glory we are denied" "Come play the song of death" "I'm lost in the depths of his eyes. I can't flee" "I've seen the moon and the first sunrise" "For the Eldar I'm trapped inside this dream" "I've tasted poison when I drank the wine of fate" "Soon my spirit will return" "Your light will take me home" "Farewell my friend, farewell" "Where am I now?" "Immortal love's fooled by the hands of doom" "That love means death I realized too soon" "Caught in the afterlife I've gone too far" "The air was filled with tears full of sadness and grief" "I feel like screaming but I can't breath in" "I will not leave this world of living till she has said goodbye" "I still wait for her call and her last kiss" "I can't forget her" "Her face will not leave from the depths of my soul" "So I heard all about it" "The world shall hear this sad song" "There they dwelt until they left the world" "Now truly I am king of the world" "Thou shall not question my power" "I feel cold facing the darkness" "The triumph of shadow is near" "We shall not rest until all will be thyne" "I will not rest till I'm king" "Rise of Fall. A dark tale ends" "Just wondering how in the darkness they found their way to the right place" "Children of the sun, second kindred, we call their race" "They moved westwards towards the sunshine" "The sun went down beyond the sea" "Dark was the hour but day shall come again" "Clean my wounds. Wash away all fear" "With my eyes you'll see and with my ears you'll hear" "Don't mess with the master of fate" "Still we're marching on" "The night falls and great is the triumph of evil" "The league is broken" "Only he troubles the dark one's mind" "A new star shall arise and a new day shall come, again"

[flamereign]

[ also mandatory enigmatias toss here too ]

SEND ME THYNE URLS / @enigmatias you’ve been tagged

Do I Follow Them?:  :thinking emoji: I don’t know ………….. Do I? Chrissy? Do I follow you? Why Did I Follow Them?:  You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for a Xemnas blog that didn’t feel OOC and was actually active and lo’ and behold, along comes enigmatias, making all my wishes and dreams come true.  Seriously, it’s scary awesome how well you got his speech patterns down, I cry about it every day. Do We Role Play?:   My blog is kinda 90% Chrissy at the moment …… Do I Want To Role Play With Them:  I’m not even joking when I say we probably have enough material plotted to last us like 2 years minimum. An AU Idea For Our Muses:  Mafia AU? :|  I mean we already got a few going dbjgbhg A Song For Our Muses: Because I’m a sap, have Heavenly Day by Patty Griffin, for their happy ending. Do I Ship Our Muses?:  I was an anti for a long time and then Chrissy came along and shouted Xemlea rights at me and now I’m in hell. The short answer here would be, yes. What I Think About The Mun:  It’s been a long time since I met someone I clicked so easily with; granted, the last two weeks have been the wild ride whereas the start was somewhat slower going,  but still we got along well straight from the get go and I can’t be grateful enough to have u in my life now. Overall Opinion:  You’re fucking stuck with me, gremlin. Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

[annarellix]

THE SEA GLASS COTTAGE - RaeAnne Thayne Publisher: HQN Books

My review: Ms Thyne can surely write a book that will keep you hooked till the last page, root for the characters and smile or move. This story is no exception and I loved every moment. I loved the female characters, they're all so strong and frail at same time, realistic and well thought. I liked how the story is told by different POV and how the past wounds can be healed by love, communication and growing a healthy relationship. It's a story about family, friendship, healing and how important communication is. The setting is lovely and the vivid description made me wish I was there. It was an excellent read, engrossing and entertaining, heartwarming and poignant. I strongly recommend it. Many thanks to HQN and Netgalley for this ARC, all opinions are mine.

The plot: From the New York Times bestselling author RaeAnne Thayne comes a brand-new novel for fans of Debbie Macomber and Susan Wiggs. RaeAnne Thayne tells the story of an emotional homecoming that brings hope and healing to three generations of women.

The life Olivia Harper always dreamed of isn’t so dreamy these days. The 16-hour work days are unfulfilling and so are things with her on-again, off-again boyfriend. But when she hears that her estranged mother, Juliet, has been seriously injured in a car accident, Liv has no choice but to pack up her life and head home to beautiful Cape Sanctuary on the Northern California coast.

It’s just for a few months—that’s what Liv keeps telling herself. But the closer she gets to Cape Sanctuary, the painful memories start flooding back: Natalie, her vibrant, passionate older sister who downward-spiraled into addiction. The fights with her mother who enabled her sister at every turn. The overdose that took Natalie, leaving her now-teenaged daughter, Caitlin, an orphan.

As Liv tries to balance her own needs with those of her injured mother and an obstinate, resentful fifteen-year-old, it becomes clear that all three Harper women have been keeping heartbreaking secrets from one another. And as those secrets are revealed, Liv, Juliet, and Caitlin will see that it’s never too late—or too early—to heal family wounds and find forgiveness.

Author Bio: New York Times bestselling author RaeAnne Thayne finds inspiration in the beautiful northern Utah mountains where she lives with her family. Her books have won numerous honors, including six RITA Award nominations from Romance Writers of America and Career Achievement and Romance Pioneer awards from RT Book Reviews. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached through her website at www.raeannethayne.com.

Buy Links: Harlequin : https://www.harlequin.com/shop/books/9781335045164_the-sea-glass-cottage.html Indiebound: https://www.indiebound.org/book/9781335045164 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1335045163?tag=hqnweb-20 Barnes & Noble : https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-sea-glass-cottage-raeanne-thayne/1131650431?ean=9781335045164#/ Books-A-Million: https://www.booksamillion.com/p/9781335045164?AID=10747236&PID=7651142&cjevent=972d610e574511ea839900380a24060b Target : https://www.target.com/p/the-sea-glass-cottage-by-raeanne-thayne-hardcover/-/A-76511134 Walmart: https://www.walmart.com/search/search-ng.do?search_query=9781335045164 Google: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/RaeAnne_Thayne_The_Sea_Glass_Cottage?id=J1uTDwAAQBAJ iBooks: https://books.apple.com/us/book/the-sea-glass-cottage/id1460245573?ign-mpt=uo%3D4 Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/?utm_source=walmarthybrid&utm_medium=Affiliate&utm_campaign=HarperCollins.com&utm_term=hqnweb&ranMID=37217&ranEAID=MdXm68JZJz8&ranSiteID=MdXm68JZJz8-F4ctqAVCCR_rbureLL4njw&siteID=MdXm68JZJz8-F4ctqAVCCR_rbureLL4njw

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[serpent-energy]

SpokenWord ForWhatItsWorth

Visit my consciousness

it is buried

it is vast.

With windows intersecting, and medicine fast, multiplying Holograms

I fly through them

fast.

Where language is non-existent

Non-apparent and a complete non-factor

I open my arms to the benefactor and people dying in time never realizing that this is part of the cycle of life

A progression of Particles towards uniqueness back in forth with benevolence and Reconciliation dancing around trees Conjuring dark magic spells

We are lost and looking for connection Extremists scream heresies to the Priests and the Kings.

Egyptians fall once. The American Idol sings.

Like a Bird absent minded, overcome with blissful unawareness; hovering into portals while asleep, with fluttering wings i fly-

Through and between curious dreams and inhumane things that sometimes seemingly just can not be.

The decision of Duality.

The way our alarms ring.

Open thyne eyes to a different dimension;

A different reality,

A different thing entirely

Just buy the ticket!

It's one hell of a ride

For you'll only remember it once.

Unless that is,

You can manipulate time.

[libidomechanica]

Untitled Composition # 7480

My lad, saw her hair. Between galaxies,  as weel, but lo, wherefore and  jasmine, all know, though Eve here, woman,  these light, and would be at  my body, laughty flurrying brow lately the  said: nae scars wounded 

one as Love his dark I  dust be a doubt, till we shade vnder should grin  often recording herbs  in May should askaunce? Ve  made of my absent me her  buried as certain his 

gone. Signing One root. Thyne began  highwayman come of than public manner  hand. a token. Whose gentle  the thou brink potions of  vowel so slight. His much it be  so: let us go 

astric juice? The sight, and shotgun.  She ways: then we nothings, than ducate—ye  yours of the blew from  love with the  narrow hit; nay, you could weeping novels,  having purple twice, dealingers 

do fade, and Bettys besprentice.  And true place is coming Marys moonlight  as we watch men have her? Forward  such removed, thought lane, the  dish for thereer and reddened  constancy light of 

women she turn for a dream of  alley; let us go tell you through the  roof an old passion of  grace you that did the  Veil flung over at full verse. D desires.  Strangeness itself in 

the began my fresh in  heard cannot marriage-makers, all the  tops sharp alike; however stir? Whets the  maize, or  as a tittle dwarfs, that any infidential,  gladly patience show.

[cnox]

The week in review #25. A look back at the last 4 weeks. New artists, new releases, follow ups, singles and a mess of cassettes and new international distro.

Dungeon Synth, Dark Ambient, Fantasy, Space Drone, 8-bit, Video Game

Besteigung - Hymnen an die Nacht

https://besteigung.bandcamp.com

Fog Castle - The Castle on the Mountain

https://fogcastle.bandcamp.com/album/the-castle-on-the-mountain

Umbría - Follow the ghost hand

https://umbriasynth.bandcamp.com/album/follow-the-ghost-hand

Gregor Elster - A Night In The Cathedral

https://gregorelster.bandcamp.com/album/a-night-in-the-cathedral

Tashughrath - Forsaken Lands

https://tashughrath.bandcamp.com/album/forsaken-lands

Hasperim - Here Lies A Kingdom In Ruins

https://signetofash.bandcamp.com/album/here-lies-a-kingdom-in-ruins

Nahtskelduz - Languished Forest Necromancy Augments My Empire

https://nahtskelduz.bandcamp.com/album/languished-forest-necromancy-augments-my-empire

Arcana Liturgia - Tales Of An Ancient World

https://arcanaliturgia.bandcamp.com

Hexelwir - Manifestation Of Forgotten Souls

https://hexelwir.bandcamp.com/album/manifestation-of-forgotten-souls

Lucifer Analog - Buco Nell'Acqua

https://luciferanalog.bandcamp.com/album/buco-nellacqua

Vandalorum - Behind the Black Curtain

https://vandalorum.bandcamp.com/track/behind-the-black-curtain

Thyne Lyght Illusory - A Dream Of Now Forgotten Skies

https://thynelyghtillusory.bandcamp.com/track/a-dream-of-now-forgotten-skies

Francis Roberts - Galaxy Galleon

https://francisroberts.bandcamp.com/album/galaxy-galleon

Dust Seeker - The Golden Compass

https://dustseeker.bandcamp.com

Enduring - And of beyond

https://enduring1.bandcamp.com/album/and-of-beyond

The Helbard - He Cursed Himself Through The Winds

https://thehelbard.bandcamp.com/album/he-cursed-himself-through-the-winds

Cosmic Sorcerer - Cosmic Sorcery

https://cosmicsorcerer.bandcamp.com

Stirge - Stirge II

https://stirge.bandcamp.com/album/stirge-ii

The Longing Trailer

https://youtu.be/M67WecraicA

[quill-of-doom]

Big thonk to @magicalmisstemi for desiring knowledge about me

Birthday: 4th May

Zodiac: Taurus

Hobbies: Playing video games, writing, D&D, reading, also video games I have a problem

Last thing I listened to: The shitty radio my history teacher had on

Height: Whom the fuck knows

Favourite Colour: Blue/Black

Dream Job: Author/Writer

Meaning behind URL: Ask 3am me I do not know

I targets thyne:

@shattered-starrs @raven-is-weird @darealbellabelleoftheball @ezwriting @buckaroowrites @pens-swords-stuff @elliewritesfantasy @writings-of-a-narwhal

eight people i’d like to know better tag

Thank you @surroundedbypearls for tagging me :).

Birthday: 26th october

Zodiac: scorpio

Hobbies: writing, singing, making up wierd things in my head, aparently debating if a croissant can be a sandwich, watchung youtube, listen ti various musicals, and drawing.

Last song i listened to: Eros and Apollo by studio killers.

Height: I do not know

Favorite color: Purple, Blue, Cyan

Dream job: published writer/journalist/psychologist.

Meaning behind url: So it came from two thing like "Marvelouss mrs maisel" i really like the name and i decided to change it up a bit. Then i remebered "Magical Mister Mistoffelees" the original conjuring cat there is not doubt about that and i was like i conjure up words, i am a word conjurer myself im basically magical so yeah.

Tagging: @quill-of-doom @royalbounties @glittcrpeach @heavenlybursts @bebewrites @quartzess @kainablue @gingerly-writing