#east o the sun west o the moon

[kaiyonohime]

So sitting in a safety deposit box in a credit union in the US is a copy of East o the sun west o the moon that I loved growing up. It's old, well read, and very loved. And I was thinking of making a new version of that edition for my son so he could read it. It was published in 1934, so it's in the public domain.

Project Gutenberg doesn't have that edition. Their editions don't have the stories mine does, nor the same illustrations. So I get curious and start looking online.

A book that I bought for five dollars online twenty years ago because the original was at my grandmother's farm is nowhere to be found. Absolutely nowhere. I can't find any proof of its existence.

So yeah, the next time I'm in the US, not only am I retrieving that book, I'll be making high quality scans and making a copy. Because the illustrations were gorgeous, and no edition I can find has a several of the stories, like Butterball, and Snow White and the Seven Goose Brothers.

Book editions are weird.

[andsobelovedbesoalone]

“There was a darkness in him, so different from the brown bear; foreboding and cynical, as if he viewed the world only for the worst it could be, instead of choosing to look for hope.”

[necronomi-kun]

East O’ the Sun and West O’ the Moon

Illustration by Donn P. Crane for The Magic Garden (1947)

[littlenightma]

Run, Rabbit, Run | Thomas Hewitt x Female!Reader (NSFW)

Author’s Note: *slams post button* Here you go, sluts *evil cackle*

Warning tags: Primal kink, chase kink, breeding kink, lots o’ smut.

The Texas sun kissed your sweat-soaked skin with a harsh pressure of a thousand blow torches. His heavy breathing and roaring of his chainsaw pushed you forward, to keep going no matter what stood before you, but the persistent throbbing between your legs teased the resilience of your rapidly depleting willpower.

Miles separated you from the farm house and separated you from the rest of civilization. Oceans upon oceans of rocky dirt, dying grass, and the occasional road kill were all that could be seen.

The radiating sun, which had been sitting proudly in the sky to the East, now sat lamely in the West beginning to hide beyond the horizon. The ivory moon would force away its suffocating heat, providing the barest of illumination, increasing your chances at escaping.

A small part of you wished the sun would stay out and light up the world just a little while longer.

“You’re so polite for someone your age. You remind me so much of my boy Thomas.”

“If he’s anything like you, ma’am, he has to be the sweetest boy around.”

He was a six foot tall mountain of muscle and power, running with the determination of a blood hound tracking the scent of a wounded animal. When you thought you had successfully outsmarted him by suddenly changing directions within the tall, golden thickets at the last second, he’d still be barreling after you, unphased, no further than he was before.

There were moments, fleeting as they were, but impressionable nonetheless, where he had been so close to getting a hold of you. So close, the slight breeze from his hand attempting to grab your hair raised your skin, sucking the breath from your chest as you narrowly dodge him.

And that made things even more thrilling.

His grunts of frustration were muffled by his mask and the tight curve of his bottom lip. The lip jutted out awkwardly and looked as if it had been stung by a bee the way it was swollen.

Deformed.

And this deformed man was coming after you.

To him you were an outsider. A pest that needed eradicating. Even though his Mama willingly invited you into their home, he made you feel as if you were trespassing anyway. He wanted to kill you then and you were sure as shit he wanted to now, probably more than ever seeing how you keep escaping him.

She’d had asked him to keep you alive so assuming that he’d follow through with her request, your life would be spared, but for what sick reason? Would death be more lenient than what they had planned for you?

Of all days for your tire to blow out…

“Here he comes now,” said the woman, smiling expectantly as the basement door opened and out from the darkened staircase came Thomas.

The boy, no man, stood protectively behind the older woman. He placed his hands on her shoulders, watching you with narrowed eyes that were partially covered by a curtain of black, curly hair. To you, they looked like snakes ready to strike, and so did he.

His nose and lower half of his face was covered by a worn, leather mask that wrapped around the base of his head with thick straps. It looked uncomfortable to wear as it was was to look at.

He was not pleased to see a stranger sitting in his living room and you wanted to sink deeper into the faded couch and disappear. Maybe if you pushed against the cushions hard enough.

A muffled scream came from the basement. Luda Mae glanced up at her son then back to you. Your back straightened.

“What was that?”

She smiled, yet it didn’t quite reach her eyes, “Nothing, dear.”

Again, the basement door opened, and out came a man in a Sheriff’s uniform. Fresh blood splattered across his chest and arms, trickling down as he sauntered his way into the room.

“Who in the hell is this pretty thing?”

Time slowed down and so did your breathing. All three had you pinned with various stares ranging from curiosity, understanding, and searing contempt. You weren’t going to risk it. You jumped from the couch and hauled ass out the door, leaving a trail of dust behind.

“Son of a bitch,” said Hoyt. “Boy, go get her before she causes us any trouble.”

Luda Mae grabbed Thomas’ hand. “Keep this one alive, baby. She’ll be good one to have around.”

Thomas wanted to argue his Mama’s odd request, but the sweet smile she gave him and the gentle way she held his hand made him reconsider. He didn’t want her, that’s for damn sure, but whatever his Mama wanted, she’d get.

In the midst of your recollection you realized it was ominously quiet behind you. Peering back, he was no longer running after you. I’m fact, he wasn’t there at all.

You spun around, eyes frantically searching the desolate landscape. He didn’t just vanish into thin air, not a man of his size, yet he had. The weeds danced and suddenly parted, revealing him on all fours as he pushed himself off the ground, propelling into you with a gut-wrenching force, knocking you onto your back.

His full body weight had you pinned, flattening the dry brush beneath you. His barrel-chest heaved and his hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing. As frightened as you were, a strange sense of relief washed over and the instinct to raise your hips overtook you.

He tried moving away, but your legs locked him in. You awkwardly shimmied your shorts down and he watched you. His anger dissipated, replaced by hunger the more of your thighs he saw.

You captured his curious gaze, “Look how wet you made me.”

Your hand reached down and massaged your aching pussy through your sodden underwear. You were a mess, physically and mentally, and if you didn’t get fucked soon you were going to go rabid.

“Thomas, please. Don’t make me beg for it. You know what I want.”

Hearing his name revved him up like an engine. He could practically smell you through his mask. Your pussy glistened beneath the moonlight and he was more than willing to comply. With one hand still around your throat, he used the other to hastily unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.

He roughly pushed your soaked panties aside and thrusted roughly inside you with a loud grunt. It was swift and had you not been as wet as you were you knew it would have hurt more than it did. You gasped and cried out, pounding your fist to the ground. He fucked you like an animal. It was exactly what you’d been yearning for and if felt so fucking good to finally get it.

His hips bucked with a mighty strength, sending you backwards every time. It made it hard for him to keep himself inside you without having to adjust his position. He scooped you up like a rag doll and pinned you against a tree, folding you between it and his body. The change in position was too much as the angle allowed him to reach new depths inside you, hitting spots you never knew you had, sending you over the edge.

Your climax arrived so suddenly that it left you silently shaking and clinging to Thomas. Your pussy clamped down like the jaws of a lion and he growled, spilling his seed inside you from the tightness.

He laid you both down on the ground with your back to him. You took the time to catch your breath and settle down, but Thomas had other plans. He raised your top leg in the air, spreading you wide and began pumping again.

“Slow, Thomas. I’m really sore.”

Not thinking he’d actually do as you asked, you were surprised at the gradual way he eased his thick cock back into your pussy, keeping a close eye on your face. Although you were too spent to cum again, you nestled back against his chest and idly enjoyed his thrusts.

“Just like that, Thomas. Oh…”

His head was right there and the temptation to kiss him was too good to pass up. Soft lips met his through the mask and he jerked back, stopping his movements altogether.

“God, don’t you stop, Thomas. Your cock is too good. Come back here.”

You wrapped an arm around his head and he let you bring him back down. This time he kissed back, licking and sucking your lips like they were made of chocolate. You were in absolute bliss, not thinking clearly, lost in a haze of euphoria.

With his mouth full of you and you full of him, he groaned a guttural sound that didn’t sound quite human. Your pussy took his second load with open arms, milking every last bit of him he had left to offer. You broke the sloppy kiss to watch his cock pulse and his balls twitch, finding it super erotic.

His cock left you open and wide. You clenched your walls and streams of his fresh cum gushed out. You swiped some and brought it to your lips with Thomas watching in clear fascination. You then offered your finger to him.

He titled his head and inspected the leftover fluid. After some time of pondering his tongue tentatively flicked out, considering the taste, then placed your entire finger in his mouth. He sucked until there was nothing left to suck except the saltiness of your skin.

Using the tree as a support, you carefully maneuvered up. Everything was sore, from your head down to your hips and the simple task of bending down seemed impossible. In an oddly sweet gesture, Thomas gathered your shorts and helped you put them back on.

“You know,” you began, eyes twinkling mischievously, “It’s a long way back to the house. Who knows what could happen on the way there.”

Thomas made a sound caught between a chuckle and a scuff. He watched you strut away, eyes glued to your bouncing ass.

His Mama was right. You were worth keeping around.

[nemfrog]

Smiling sun face. East o' the sun and west o' the moon. 1924. Endpaper detail.

Internet Archive

[the-evil-clergyman]

Illustration from East O' the Sun and West O' the Moon for Thourgh Fairy Halls of My Bookhouse by Donn P. Crane (1925)

[thefugitivesaint]

Edna Cooke (1889-1975) , ''East o' the Sun and West o' the Moon'', 1921 Source

[the-gay-rat]

Riordan-verse Prophecies

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

You shall go west, and face the god who has turned, You shall find what was stolen, and see it safely returned, You shall be betrayed by one who calls you a friend, And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end.

You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone, You shall find what you seek and make it your own, But despair for your life entombed within stone, And fail without friends, to fly home alone

  Five shall go west to the goddess in chains, One shall be lost in the land without rain, The bane of Olympus shows the trail, Campers and Hunters combined prevail, The Titan’s curse must one withstand, And one shall perish by parent’s hand. 

You shall delve in the darkness of the endless maze, The dead, the traitor, and the lost one raise. You shall rise or fall by the ghost king's hand, The child of Athena's final stand. Destroy with a hero's final breath, And lose a love to worse than death.

A half-blood of the eldest gods shall reach sixteen against all odds and see the world in endless sleep, The hero’s soul, cursed blade shall reap, a single choice will end his days, Olympus to preserve or raise.

The heroes of Olympus 

seven heroes shall answer the call to storm or fire the world must fall an oath to keep with final breath as foes bear arms to the doors of death

Child of lightning beware the earth the giants revenge the seven shall birth forge and dove shall break the cage and death unleashed through Heras rage 

 to the north beyond the gods lies the legions crown falling from the ice the son of Neptune shall drown

wisdoms daughter walks alone the mark of Athena burns through Rome twins snuff out the angels breath who holds the key to endless death the giants bane stands gold and pale won through the pain from a woven jail 

Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard 

Wrongly chosen, Wrongly slain, A hero Valhalla cannot contain. Nine days hence the sun must go east, Ere sword of summer unbinds the beast. 

The Trials of Apollo

Caves of blue. 

…Westward, burning.

Pages turning.

…Indiana.

Happiness approaches.

There was once a god named Apollo, Who plunged in a cave blue and hollow, Upon a three seater, the bronze fire-eater, Was forced death and madness to swallow 

The words that memory wrought are set to fire, Ere new moon rises o’er the devils mount, Till bodies fill the Tibet beyond count.

Yet southward must the sun now trace its course, Through the mazes dark to land of scorching death, to find the master of the swift white horse and wrest from the crossword speaker’s breath.

To westward must the lester go; Demeter’s daughter finds her ancient roots. The Cloven guide alone the way does he know, To walk the path in Thine own enemies boots

When three are known and Tiber reached alive, tis only then Apollo starts to jive 

Bronze upon gold

East meets west

Legions are redeemed 

Light the depths 

One against many

Never spirit defeat 

Ancient words spoken 

Shaking old foundations 

Destroy the tyrant 

Aid the winged 

Under golden hills

Great stallion’s foal 

Turn red tides 

Harken the trumpets

Enter strangers home 

Regain lost glory

Apollo faces death in Tarquin’s tomb unless the doorway to the soundless god is opened by (Bellona’s Daughter)

A wildcat near the spinning lights. The tomb of Tarquin with horses bright. 

To open doors two-fifty-four 

O son of Zeus the final challenge face, The tow’r of Nero two alone ascend, dislodge the beast that hast usurped thy place, The son of Hades, cavern runner’s friend, Must show the secret way unto the throne. On Nero’s own your lives now depend. A dare reveals the path that was unknown, And bears destruction; Lion, snake-entwined or else the princeps never be o’erthrown 

Apollos flesh and blood shall soon be mine, Alone he must descend into the dark, The sibyl never again to see his sign, Lest wrestle with me till se his final spark, The god dissolves, leaving not a mark 

Apollo must fall, but Apollo must rise again 

The Sun and the Star

Go forth and find the one who calls out your name, who suffers and despairs for refusing to remain; there leave some of equal value behind, or your body and soul no one will ever find.

(correct me if i got any wrong)

[thegothicalice]

Another oil painting, from the fairytale “East o’ the Sun, West o’ the Moon” with hand sculpted & painted details added to a thrifted frame, 8”x10” 🐻‍❄️🌞🌙🌌🕯️

[zoesblogsposts]

o 625 words to know in your target language o

There is a really interesting blog called "Fluent Forever" that aids foreign language learners in tricks, tips and techniques to guide them to achieving fluency "quickly" and efficiently. One of the tricks is to learn these 625 vocab words in your target language, that way you have a basis to start delving into grammar with ease as you can understand a lot of vocab right off the bat. Plus this list of words are common across the world and will aid you in whatever language you are learning. Here is the list in thematic order

• Animal: dog, cat, fish, bird, cow, pig, mouse, horse, wing, animal

• Transportation: train, plane, car, truck, bicycle, bus, boat, ship, tire, gasoline, engine, (train) ticket, transportation

• Location: city, house, apartment, street/road, airport, train station, bridge hotel, restaurant, farm, court, school, office, room, town, university, club, bar, park, camp, store/shop, theater, library, hospital, church, market, country (USA,

France, etc.), building, ground, space (outer space), bank, location

• Clothing: hat, dress, suit, skirt, shirt, T-shirt, pants, shoes, pocket, coat, stain, clothing

• Color: red, green, blue (light/dark), yellow, brown, pink, orange, black, white, gray, color

• People: son, daughter, mother, father, parent (= mother/father), baby, man, woman, brother, sister, family, grandfather, grandmother, husband, wife, king, queen, president, neighbor, boy, girl, child (= boy/girl), adult (= man/woman), human (# animal), friend (Add a friend's name), victim, player, fan, crowd, person

• Job: Teacher, student, lawyer, doctor, patient, waiter, secretary, priest, police, army, soldier, artist, author, manager, reporter, actor, job

• Society: religion, heaven, hell, death, medicine, money, dollar, bill, marriage, wedding, team, race (ethnicity), sex (the act), sex (gender), murder, prison, technology, energy, war, peace, attack, election, magazine, newspaper, poison, gun, sport, race (sport), exercise, ball, game, price, contract, drug, sign, science, God

• Art. band, song, instrument (musical), music, movie, art

• Beverages: coffee, tea, wine, beer, juice, water, milk, beverage

• Food: egg, cheese, bread, soup, cake, chicken, pork, beef, apple, banana orange, lemon, corn, rice, oil, seed, knife, spoon, fork, plate, cup, breakfast, lunch, dinner, sugar, salt, bottle, food

• Home: table, chair, bed, dream, window, door, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, pencil, pen, photograph, soap, book, page, key, paint, letter, note, wall, paper, floor, ceiling, roof, pool, lock, telephone, garden, yard, needle, bag, box, gift, card, ring, tool

• Electronics: clock, lamp, fan, cell phone, network, computer, program (computer), laptop, screen, camera, television, radio

• Body: head, neck, face, beard, hair, eye, mouth, lip, nose, tooth, ear, tear (drop), tongue, back, toe, finger, foot, hand, leg, arm, shoulder, heart, blood, brain, knee, sweat, disease, bone, voice, skin, body

• Nature: sea, ocean, river, mountain, rain, snow, tree, sun, moon, world, Earth, forest, sky, plant, wind, soil/earth, flower, valley, root, lake, star, grass, leaf, air, sand, beach, wave, fire, ice, island, hill, heat, nature

• Materials: glass, metal, plastic, wood, stone, diamond, clay, dust, gold, copper, silver, material

• Math/Measurements: meter, centimeter, kilogram, inch, foot, pound, half, circle, square, temperature, date, weight, edge, corner

• Misc Nouns: map, dot, consonant, vowel, light, sound, yes, no, piece, pain, injury, hole, image, pattern, noun, verb, adjective

• Directions: top, bottom, side, front, back, outside, inside, up, down, left, right, straight, north, south, east, west, direction

• Seasons: Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall, season

• Numbers: 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 21, 22, 30, 31, 32, 40, 41, 42, 50, 51, 52, 60, 61, 62, 70, 71, 72, 80, 81, 82, 90, 91, 92, 100, 101, 102, 110, 111, 1000, 1001, 10000, 100000, million, billion, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, number

• Months: January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, December

• Days of the week: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

• Time: year, month, week, day, hour, minute, second, morning, afternoon, evening, night, time

• Verbs: work, play, walk, run, drive, fly, swim, go, stop, follow, think, speak/say, eat, drink, kill, die, smile, laugh, cry, buy, pay, sell, shoot(a gun), learn, jump, smell, hear (a sound), listen (music), taste, touch, see (a bird), watch (TV), kiss, burn, melt, dig, explode, sit, stand, love, pass by, cut, fight, lie down, dance, sleep, wake up, sing, count, marry, pray, win, lose, mix/stir, bend, wash, cook, open, close, write, call, turn, build, teach, grow, draw, feed, catch, throw, clean, find, fall, push, pull, carry, break, wear, hang, shake, sign, beat, lift

• Adjectives: long, short (long), tall, short (vs tall), wide, narrow, big/large, small/little, slow, fast, hot, cold, warm, cool, new, old (new), young, old (young), weak, dead, alive, heavy, light (heavy), dark, light (dark), nuclear, famous

[fictionadventurer]

Seeing your latest fairy tale post and some misconceptions about fairy tales, I’m interested to see your perspective on how they portray love cause lots of people believe it to be not of much substance

Not much substance? The love that sends a woman east o' the sun and west o' the moon in search of her beloved? The love that wears through seven pairs of iron shoes? The love that makes seven nettle-shirts while keeping silent for seven years? The love that sends a prince through brambles that that have killed dozens of men before him? Fairy tales contain some of the most awe-inspiring examples of true, substantial love--romantic, platonic, and familial--that one can imagine, and anyone who thinks otherwise has not read far enough into the genre.

Perhaps these people are referring to commonly-known Cinderella types of tales, where a prince falls madly in love with a woman after one night of dancing, and we are meant to believe that this is a solid-enough foundation for a lifetime of happiness. How could he truly love her? Isn't it more likely he's been blinded by her beauty? No, because these too-literal takes forget that Cinderella's appearance in a dazzling gown is a revelation of her true self; the interior beauty that has been hidden by her stepmother's efforts to keep her enslaved as a soot-covered, rag-wearing servant is now put on full display, clad in silk and jewels as such beauty deserves to be. Often in fairy tales, beauty equates with goodness, not because beauty is good, but because goodness is beautiful. It is this beauty, exterior and interior, that the prince can now recognize and fall in love with, and a love built upon a foundation that clearly sees the interior self can be as lasting and true as love built upon years of acquaintance.

Or maybe these skeptics are talking about the many tales in which a husband or wife is merely a reward for success in the hero's endeavors, just another piece of the happily-ever-after, a love that we're supposed to believe in just because we're told it exists. But how is this different from any of the other unbelievable things in the story? In fairy tales, we don't expect things to happen like they do in the real world. Animals talk, monsters eat children, strangers hand out magical gifts that work upon arbitrary rules. We don't question these things, merely marvel at them. Things happen because they happen, and we don't need to understand more than that. It's a very childlike approach that doesn't wonder why or how, but just plain wonders at the marvelous news that it happened at all. If the story tells us that the couple lived happily-ever-after, who are we to doubt the truth of the tale? Why can we believe that the ogre can turn into a mouse, that the cloak can make a man invisible, or that the boots can travel seven leagues in one stride, but doubt that the love between husband and wife can last through a lifetime? Why is human fidelity the one miracle that we doubt? Fairy tales are a genre that asks for innocence--for child-like trust that the story happened the way they said it did. As marvelous and unbelievable as it sounds to the skeptical ears of adults, love can last a lifetime, whether a couple has known each other for a few hours or a few decades, if they choose to keep loving each other every day of their lives. If the story tells me it happened, I am more than happy to believe it was so.

[kimchicuddles]

I know this is a bit late and probably overthinking it, but all the "man vs bear" stuff keeps making me think of beauty and the beast related lore and especially all the Scandinavian tales where the man shapeshifts into an actual bear. I'm curious to hear your thoughts, especially if you loved Midsommar.

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The hypothetical bear vs man question keeps making me think of all the stories about Prince Charming being hidden within a beast, and how weird it is that that's part of our collective thought process about finding true love hidden within a diamond in the rough.

In some versions of this story (such as East o' the Sun, West o' the Moon) the prince is literally a bear who shapeshifts but needs to hide his true form in darkess.

In many of the stories, the beast is sullen and unlikeable, but the girl is drawn into uncovering whatever he is keeping secret.

And I know the recent man/bear question is about choosing which demise would be quicker and less psychologically horrific, but it's an interesting parallel, because so often in love we reach for the dangerous one who has potential to be a prince if we only can break the spell holding him prisoner. 

It worked in the stories, but in real life it might be better to look for the ones who have already figured out how to be men instead of beasts.

[andsobelovedbesoalone]

“And so, beloved, you must go alone—traveling lands afar and paths unknown, facing perils great and trials small, until you arrive east of the sun and west of the moon to conquer the greatest grief of all.”

— Baba Priskeda, And So Beloved

[mistystarshine]

ALRIGHT FOLKS. HELP ME OUT.

These are the prompts for my server's winter event. Send me ideas for one-shots for them, or else I'm just going to find a way to shoehorn the one-shot ideas already bouncing around in my head in there. I W I L L keep these short, by which I mean that I will only let two (2) get up to 18k in length and only if it's one of the two already rotting in my head, one of which will probably only be shown to @winntersnow and be more of a collection of snippets than anything else anyway.

@deadgirlwalking91 can probably guess what the other one is because i brainrotted at her about it recently and this is me telling her right now that if i write it and it ends up being a single word over 18k she is commanded to take me behind a barn and shoot me

ANYWAY. Ideas can be for Hazbin Hotel, Chainsaw Man, Attack on Titan, or p o t e n t i a l l y Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'll write most ships, but see the tags for a more specific list and know that I also really love writing gen. G O.

1. **The Nutcracker and the Mouse King by E. T. A. Hoffmann**

Light Prompts: candy, ballet

Dark Prompts: jaw injury, rat king

2. **The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen**

Light Prompts: match and flower selling, delicious meals

Dark Prompts: snowstorm, hypothermia

3.** The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry**

Light Prompts: gift exchanges, watches, haircuts

Dark Prompts: poverty, selling precious commodities/items out of desperation

4. **The Polar Express by Chris Van Allsburg**

Light Prompts: trains, hot chocolate, self-discovery, North Pole

Dark Prompts: loss of innocence, hallucinations, puppets

5. **The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen**

Light Prompts: forehead kisses, talking animals/plants, garden permanently in summer, reindeer

Dark Prompts: frozen heart, slivers of glass in hearts and eyes, brainwashing

6. **Myth of Hades and Persephone **

Light Prompts: pomegranates, palace

Dark Prompts: kidnapping, eternal darkness

7. **East of the Sun, West of the Moon as told by Andrew Lang**

Light Prompts: rescue, memory recovery, candles, golden apple

Dark Prompts: animal spouse with mysterious secrets

8.** The Cold Lady as told by Grace Jones**

Light Prompts: magical person made of snow, winter spirit, secret identity

Dark Prompts: spousal abandonment

9. **The Apple Tree Man as told by Ruth Tongue**

Light Prompt(s): cider, tree, apple wassailing, gold treasure

Dark Prompt(s): sketchy deals with tree spirits

10. ** A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens**

Light Prompt(s): family, redemption, visiting past memories

Dark Prompt(s): death, creepy spirits, bound to earth, chains

11. **The Elves and the Shoemaker by Brothers Grimm**

Light Prompt(s): elven helpers, shoes, treasure

Dark Prompt(s): changelings, kidnapping

12. **Myth of Saint Nicholas and the French Cannibal Le Père Fouettard**

Light Prompt(s): resurrection, pickles/pickling season

Dark Prompt(s): cannibalism

[khapaleaf]

A compilation of puzzle solutions for the Relics of the Lost Age series 

Relics of the Lost Age

Chapter 1 — The Oracle of God

1. The very first puzzle

First seal: South then North

Second seal: East then West

Third seal: West then South

Fourth seal: West then East

Chapter 2 — Shambala

N/A

Chapter 3 — Devil Music

1. The Objection! achievement

What did you learn at the museum that contradicts the theory making Elliot out as the robber?

It was something related to the Satanic imagery in the gallery --> a. it was the written message “Hail Satan”

What did you learn at the precinct that contradicts this evidence?

It was something we saw at the precinct. --> b. it was the register of detainees on the front desk

2. Strange box puzzle

Open the drawer depicting the man with his finger to his lips.

Chapter 4 — The River

N/A

Chapter 5 — The Eye of Kali

1. The clock puzzle

7 : 44

Chapter 6 — Hong Kong Crazy

N/A

Chapter 7 — Endgame

1. The relics puzzle

First podium: King Manuel’s amulet from the Congo

Second podium: The Stone of Shambala from Tibet

Third podium: The Eye of Kali from London

Fourth podium: The dragon figurine from Hong Kong

Fifth podium: The high priest’s breastplate from Palestine

Sixth podium: Chantelle LaValle’s amulet from New Orleans

2. The tree puzzle

Acorn / patch of earth / sun / raindrop

Relics 2: The Crusader’s Tomb

Chapter 1 — The Quest

N/A

Chapter 2 — A Canterbury Tale

1. The organ puzzle

D - E - A - F

C - A - G - E - D

D - E - C - A - D - E

D - E - F - A - C - E - D

Chapter 3 — City of Light

1. The map puzzle

Direction from Paris: Southeast

Associated saint: St. Mark

Associated animal: Lion

Chapter 4 — La Serenissima

1. The tome puzzle

The Life of St. Esther of Bingen: the saint’s name

The Life of St. Benedict: the saint’s revival of the dead child

The Life of St. Scholastica: the saint’s relation to Benedict

The Life of St. Jerome: the story about the tame lion

The Life of St. Matthias of Westphalia: the death of the lion

Note: the sequence of Benedict / Scholastica / Esther / Jerome / Matthias also grants the achievement for solving the puzzle.

Chapter 5 — Pilgrims in an Unholy Land

1. The coat of arms

Deer / stag

A lion

Chapter 6 — Blood of Dracul

1. The altar puzzle

The tree / the scorpion / the boat / the peacock

Chapter 7 — The World’s Desire

1. The chalice puzzle 

Turn the third cylinder left.

Turn the middle cylinder left.

Turn the first cylinder left.

Turn the first cylinder left.

Turn the middle cylinder left.

Turn the third cylinder left.

Turn the middle cylinder right.

Note: a shorter solution should also be possible, but I lost it.

2. The column puzzle

4th column and 7th column

Chapter 8 — Endgame

1. Geometric shape puzzle

Circle / triangle / square / pentagon / cross

Relics 3: Ashes for Gold

Chapter 1 — Showdown at Rattlesnake Gulch

1. Geometric shape puzzle

Single line / two parallel lines / the triangle / the upper-case M / the pentagram

Chapter 2 — The Temple of the Sands

1. Safe combination

Find the concealed note in Baillard’s office (“Behind the Sphinx. The answer is in the Good Book.”). Return to the guest bedroom and consult the bible to find the safe combination (Mark 10:43).

2. First temple puzzle

Press Jamanu, meaning “Amun”.

Press hotep, meaning “satisfied”.

Press the empty cartouche name-ring.

3. Second temple puzzle

Khonsu symbols: moon, crook and bandage.

Mut symbols: mother, water and crown.

Amun symbols: farmer, ram-headed sphinx and two vertical plumes.

Chapter 3 — The Doctor’s Demons

1. The alchemy puzzle  

The scythe-bearing angel: an offering of earth.

The torch-bearing angel: an offering of fire.

The trident-bearing angel: an offering of water.

The trumpet-bearing angel: an offering of air.

Note: follow the given order otherwise it will become bugged (on dash, at least)

2. The code puzzle

Fill in a letter for the symbol ' = T

Fill in a letter for the symbol < = H

Fill in a letter for the symbol - = R

Fill in a letter for the symbol > = O

Fill in a letter for the symbol ~ = D

Fill in a letter for the symbol : = C

Fill in a letter for the symbol " = F

3. The identity of the traitor

Solution 1

What was the key piece of information about?

It was about me.

And what was it that Becker said about you that gives Winter’s identity away?

That your cover story involved working for the Smithsonian.

Solution 2

Winter’s gender: uses traditionally male pronouns

Winter’s title and position at the university: is an academic with the rank of full professor

Winter’s employment at Magdalen: has been involved with the college for a long time

Chapter 4 — Dead Man’s Chest

1. The museum puzzle

The three ships that called into Barros’s harbor (The Jocasta out of New Orleans, a French ship carrying sugar and tobacco, and an English ship bound for Portsmouth).

2. The ship voyage puzzle

1. New Orleans, Louisiana / St. John’s, Antigua / Bridgetown, Barbados

2. Veracruz, Mexico / Saint Augustine, Florida / Cartagena, Colombia / Le Havre, France.

3. Havana, Cuba / Santo Domingo, Hispaniola / Portsmouth, England

3. The bomb puzzle

The yellow wire / the blue wire / the green wire / the indigo wire / the red wire

Chapter 5 — Path of the Condor

1. The three worlds puzzle

Set the first lever to the down position.

Set the second lever to the up position.

Set the fourth lever to the down position.

2. The Inca society puzzle

The tile showing the woman with the stretched earlobes: in the second slot down.

The tile showing the man planting maize: in the bottom slot.

The tile showing the man with the silver shoes and headdress: in the top slot.

The tile showing the man holding the knotted cords: in the third slot down.

Chapter 6 — The Sapporo Archive

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Chapter 7 — Endgame

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[bippity-boppity-doods]

Need ideas?

Here's a small list of stories you could use for inspiration for your AU!

This is, of course, not every fairy tale ever, but there's a lot to choose from or use for inspiration if you're struggling for ideas!

The Little Mermaid

Peter Pan

Cinderella

Sleeping Beauty

Snow White

Beauty and the Beast

The Bee and the Orange Tree

Bluebeard

Diamonds and Toads

Fairer-than-a-Fairy

The Benevolent Frog

Goldilocks

Hansel and Gretel

The Golden Key

The Grave Mound

The Juniper Tree

The Pink

Rapunzel

Rumpelstiltskin

The Singing Bone

The Spirit in the Bottle

East of the Sun West of the Moon

Donkeyskin/The Princess in Disguise

1001 Nights

The Snow Queen

Alice in Wonderland

Rappaccini’s Daughter

The White Snake

The Wolf and the Fox

The Strange Musician

The Fox and the Crow

Hero and Leander

The Golden Crab

The Sleeping Prince

The Ruby Prince

Feather O' My Wing

The Soul Cages

The Adventures of Pinocchio

The Canary Prince

Thumbelina

The Red Shoes

The Shadow

True and Untrue

And finally, here is a link to the wikipedia page for fairy tales!