#eerie world

[joncronshawauthor]

What's the Difference Between Grimdark and Dark Fantasy?

Ah, the world of fantasy literature. A realm brimming with noble heroes, wondrous magic, and epic battles fought for the very fate of existence... But let’s face it, sunshine and rainbows can get a tad boring after a while. Enter dark fantasy and grimdark, the genres where shadows are more than welcome, and heroes sometimes turn out to be not-so-heroic after all. So, let’s take a macabre…

[b1ttersweet-dreams]

lost wisdom by the edge of the stream at dusk

[anzuhan]

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 0.2 Birth by Sleep - A Fragmentary Passage - Main Road

[etinomma]

Meshes of the Afternoon

Maya Deren, 1943

[the-watcher-in-the-sky]

[felassan]

before the Gameplay Reveal of Dragon Age: The Veilguard went live the other day, the stream had a countdown on a purple background. there was cool music playing in the background of this. there is a rewatch link for the gameplay video, but it doesn't include the song. Ghil Dirthalen recorded it though, so if you would like to re-listen to it, you can do so here at [this link]. there is also a link in the description of the video to a download of the audio file there.

maybe this is the music that plays over the 'Start Menu'? :)

[cosien]

Can't bear the sunset anymore

[swan2swan]

The same three faces, united on one screen...

[doweesig]

Boo! It’s Spooky Time! 👻

[rumwik]

Oh deary, it's an eerie!

[yourdeepestfathoms]

The you have any headcanon about Perrine and The Croon?

Perrine has an affinity for skulls because of The Croon, and they’re mainly the reason why she likes to collect them

The Croon refers to her as “calf”

Perrine sometimes catches glimpses of a tall figure out of her window at night, standing among the distant trees, hidden by just enough shadow to make her wonder if she’s just seeing things

The Croon gifts her skulls, bones, and small dead animals

When people say The Croon is evil, she’s the first to jump to its defense

However, Perrine does have a healthy dose of fear for The Croon

She doesn’t know why this is

But there’s always a level of wariness she feels towards it

There was this one night…

It was cold. The wind was blowing. Branches brushing against the cottage were like clawing fingers on the walls, desperate to get inside.

Perrine woke up.

Or maybe she had never fallen asleep in the first place.

She couldn’t remember.

It didn’t matter.

She got up from her bed.

All around her, the moonlight bleeding in through her window pooled ghoulishly into the empty black eyes of her animal skulls.

It felt like they were all watching her.

At first, she had gotten up to get a glass of water. Her mouth was dry, and the space behind her eyes was uncomfortably warm. But at the same time, she was covered in goosebumps.

But then, she found herself drawn outside.

Grass crunched under bare feet.

She didn’t even flinch from the cold.

Like she was in some kind of trance, she found herself delving into the woods.

And then, she saw it.

The towering beast of feathers and bone. It stood among the trees, nearly obscured by darkness.

The Croon.

She was scared.

She wasn’t sure why she was scared. She based her whole image around this beast, after all. She wore the moose mask because of it.

And yet…she trembled.

And then, she spoke.

“What’s the point of you?”

She asked it without thinking. It was a question that had been brewing in her head for ages.

“I mean…you embody and represent chaos…”

The Croon tilted their head for a moment, as if considering the question. The quiet night air was tense.

“Chaos…is beautiful and destructive. It’s everywhere, and it’s all-consuming. It doesn’t need any apparent purpose. It merely is. It destroys and makes and changes…over and over again. That is what I represent. Change is necessary. Everything must die, and from the destruction, something new is born. After a wildfire, flowers will bloom from the ashes.”

“But people like the flowers. Not the fire.”

“Perhaps. But they need the fire. They need the chaos and the change. Even if it destroys them. There is no new life without death, and there is no death without chaos.”

“But, you still destroy things. Why can’t you have something new without destruction? Why change?”

“Destruction..is just part of the cycle. It’s a part of change. There is beauty in decay. Death and destruction can be…art. The changing of the seasons, the wilting of flowers, the withering fall leaves… Even the most positive change is destruction for something else. Destruction and chaos are required for rebirth, for evolution. Because of change, everything is different, and everything is unique. There are no two things that are exactly the same, down to the last detail.”

“My friend, Cole, lost their parents in a horrible way. Is that supposed to be beautiful? Or necessary?”

“…Perhaps not. Not all destruction is beautiful or necessary. But not all death is cruel or senseless either. After all…without death, would you appreciate life at all? When an animal dies, and it decomposes, the earth gains the nutrients it gives to grow new flowers and new grass. New life. Even a death as horrible and cruel as that can still give new life to the plants and earth around it. It is the same with humans. A death, even a cruel and horrible one, can lead to new life for the remaining family or loved ones…or to the end of a destructive, hurtful cycle.”

“Cole has suffered since their parents’ death. There was no hurtful cycle to break! It’s not fair!”

“Death isn’t fair.”

Its voice had dropped to a low, almost guttural growl that shook her to the bones. But its empty eye sockets still held an eerie sense of calm.

“Life…isn’t fair. People die. Families are torn apart, homes and villages are destroyed. It’s the nature of the world. It’s a necessary evil.”

“…I don’t want to be a necessary evil.”

[velvetjune]

“She knows I don't like relying on people. The only person you should fail is yourself. But things change when you become Director.” — Zachariah Trench (Control)

[cultofcreatures]

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i̵̡̹̜̳͉̥͙͛̆̿̿t̷̠̞̦̯̜̗̂̉̃̒͝’̷̧͚͎͔̠͈̘͆s̴̨͉͎̞̖̺̫͛̍̒̂͋̔ ̵̨̳̻̮̙̥͍̑g̸̨̼̙̠͎̫͓̔̾̾̈́̚͝͠o̴̡͇̰̩̯̻̥͓͙͑͋̆̓̅́̈́̅i̴̡͎͕̊̌̌̏n̷̟̙̺̥̖̠͜͝g̶̦̠͈͓̣̀͂̌͗ ̷̧͂t̵̨̫̳̥̠̝̐̆̋͗̄ǒ̵̡͖͍̫͂̐̇̆̚̚ ̶̧̫̙̘̼͔͆̈́̀̋b̸̰̾̃̕ͅȅ̶̡̨̛̱̠̖̮͈̎̊ ̴̨̥̭̞͊́̔̆̋̒a̴͈̳̯̅̇͑̔͘̚͘͘ ̵̡̯͇̩̳͍̣̤̉͆b̶̹̄̓̓͒u̵̩̱̰̣̻͇̰̲̿̄̈́͛̍̎̕m̶͉̅̅̀̎p̸̡͉̽̄̀͂̉̈̽̐ý̵̹͉̤̭͆͋͒̊̇͝͝͠ ̷̣͈̇̃̅r̸͉͉̝͌̂̄́́̎͆ͅi̷̡̡͚̰̞͍̝͉̹̽̐̀͋̏͛͋d̶̙̽͑́̾́̃̐͜è̷̘̫̮̞̄͋̒

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance - The World That Never Was

[junebug2019]

Outlier's Diner. The go-to cosy place to talk about local phenomena and conspiracies.