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umbral del infinito | © víctor m. alonso
Ven a este umbral del infinito, y hagamos que la locura que fulgura en nuestros corazones encienda todo el universo en nuestros cuerpos.
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Since people keep sharing their Factorio space platforms, here's mine. It's ugly, but it works, at least for Vulcanus and Fulgura (I know that one of the four "u"s in these planet names is supposed to be an "o", but I refuse to learn which one).
Notable features:
Probably too much firepower, but just barely
No turrets firing backwards. It hasn't been a problem for me so far (in orbit), fingers crossed.
A bit of quality keeps power supply up, but it's probably still a bit on the low side for Fulgura (the one for Vulcanus has considerably fewer solar panels)
The sushi belt is unclogged by… randomly dumping some stuff overboard, constantly, at all times.
The platform relies on munition resupply from the ground, the bit that it can produce itself is just a nice bonus. The logistic condition is 1.4k from the ground, and it stops producing new ammo (or rather, adding it to the inventory) at 2k. I'm calculating that a single trip is about 300-400 shots, so this is well above what is needed for a roundtrip and close enough to two if times are tough.
It took me until today to realise that the thrusters work best staggered, I previously had a very annoying pipe setup there.
Is any of this a good idea? I dunno. But I am having fun, so it can't be that wrong.
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Lisa's All Girl Academy promo short #1
Hey hope y'all are doing awesome, this short is to show the characters are writing of the upcoming webcomic under the same name! Since I'll be writing it makes since to show off the writing. But u wanna know more about these characters and have this make a lil more sense to u, I've already posted their bios: U can see and reblog those posts here: https://www.tumblr.com/lagacomicofficial/766906687744540672/clover-haas https://www.tumblr.com/lagacomicofficial/761801147976728576/stier-horner
Hope u enjoy the story!
PANEL 1:
Stier and Clover are leaping from wall to wall paralleling one another, eyes closed as they each with aggression point towards the massive target right in front of them!
Stier: Fulgura flectes ad voluntatem meam et percute punctum quod volo etiam, obtinuit?!
Clover: Audi me nunc aquas mundi, facies ut dico, et quod dico percutere scopum illud in puncto ictum quod volo, nunc!
PANEL 2:
Stier’s lightning hits exactly where the target is, as she swipes at the air with aggression and directs the lighting where she wants it to go. Clover punches at the air directing the water towards the same spot and it’s as close as it could be without hitting it.
Stier: HAHA, fucking got it!
Clover: Oh, fuck me man!
PANEL 3:
Clover and Stier now back on the ground. Clover kicks at air looking very dejected and Stier grabs both her shoulders very softly with a concerned expression.
Stier: Yo, you got close. I know it sucks but at least acknowledge how great you are. That makes it easier to get to that next step you wanna get.
Clover: Yeah, yeah, but…
Stier: Yeah what spit it out!
Clover: I mean, it’s fine to feel like this, yeah?!
PANEL 4:
Stier looks at her with a sharp and confident smile. Stier grabs Clover’s shoulders more aggressively as she looks back at Stier confused.
Stier: Fuck yeah, but it’s about doing something with it that matters!
Clover: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh, what the fuck do you mean, Stier?
Stier: I call it the art of emotions!
Clover: Huh, it’s… we’re not making a fucking painting here Stier!
PANEL 5:
Stier now wraps her arm around Clover’s shoulders with the other hand held right above Clover’s face reaching for the stars. While Clover stares at Stier’s face wistfully.
Stier: You see our emotions ain’t things that happen to us, we creatures of habit, right?
Clover: Hmmmmmmmmm, I, I, suppose so yes.
Stier: So then you can train your emotions to have certain reactions, yeah? At least in theory!
Clover: Well that definitely checks out, yeah.
PANEL 6:
Stier now strikes a pose of energetic confidence. While Clover continues to stare at Stier with stars in her eyes.
Stier: So try this out, ask yourself hey what’s the best thing way would have reacted or felt during whatever. And then next time aim to do that! Not easy but man makes things way fucking better!
Clover: I see… so you’re not selling this as a fucking easy solution then.
Stier: Best things are always difficult, yeah?
Clover: That’s what they say.
PANEL 7:
Stier laughs with pride and Clover smiles but in her eyes is a clear annoyance.
Stier: And for a reason but hey doesn’t have to be that fucking hard! I’ll help you out all you gotta do is ask!
Clover: Thanks but no thanks I’m pretty sure I fucking got it!
Stier: Really?
Clover: Fuck yeah, I know it’s difficult but it’s simple to start, clearly!
Stier: OkAY, yeah I feel that!
PANEL 8:
So Clover gets in a battle ready stance again. Determination etched all over her face. While Stier stands above her cocky smirk as she puts both hands on her hips.
Clover: Okay fuck it, let’s go again!
Stier: Really, right now?
Clover: Fuck yeah, when else c’mon?!
Stier: All fucking right, thought you’d wanna break. But you never wanna slow down for nothing, huh?
Clover: Fuck no, that’s how get passed. No let’s go fucking now!
Stier: Sounds like a plan to me!
PANEL 9:
Stier and Clover elements come off their body like a kind of aura. As they both have their fists clenched glaring ahead with a fierce determination.
Stier: Okay, this time you’ll be better, you’ll be on target and you’ll prove to yourself that you’re fucking great, on three, alright?
Clover: Fuck yeah let’s go!
Stier: Fucking perfect ok, one… two… three!
PANEL 10:
Stier begins to leap from wall to wall with an unmatched aggression and a fierceness of a predatory animal. Clover is only a little behind leaping wall to wall with a similar aggression but a hesitation Stier doesn’t, her eyes more determined then fierce.
Stier: Fulgura flectes ad voluntatem meam et percute punctum quod volo etiam, obtinuit?!
Clover: Audi me nunc aquas mundi, facies ut dico, et quod dico percutere scopum illud in puncto ictum quod volo, nunc!
PANEL 11:
Stier’s lightning hits exactly where the target is, once again the exact same way as before too. Clover punches at the air directing the water towards the same spot but this time it hits right on target but leaving less of an impact than Stier.
PANEL 12:
Clover puts both fists in the air with a big smile on her face and Stier hugs her. The same pride on both their faces.
Clover: Yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I fucking did it! Look at that, I’m the fucking greatest huh?!
Stier: Fuck yeah, see take my advice and you can do anything!
Clover: Pfft, your advice?! Don’t get me wrong it was great advice but let’s talk about my skill and hard work for a sec!
Stier: Okay sure I mean that was a result of that! All you need is that one more piece of great info and you take one further step towards greatness!
Clover: Hmmmm… yeah I suppose.
PANEL 13:
Stier puts both her hands on her hips again. Looking at Clover very skeptical while Clover jumps back a step looking very nervous.
Stier: Huh, what’s that supposed to mean, huh?
Clover: Ooooooooooooh, u-uh, nothing it’s true but… a little preachy?
Stier: Uh, yeah of course it’s preachy! It’s that way of thinking that got me a scholarship into the greatest magic school in the fucking world! And you’re my fucking friend so I wanna help you out so how do I help you out? Telling you how I got here and why I get better each and every day!
Clover: Well… right but I mean you don’t have to be soooooooooo preachy.
PANEL 14:
Stier tilts her head and upper body to get closer to Clover who still looks nervous.
Stier: Oh yeah and what does preachy fucking mean?!
Clover: Uuuuuuuh, hmph well it's pretty fucking hard to describe.
Stier: Oooooooh is it now?!
Clover: Uuuuuuuh b-but give me time I'm sure I can!
Stier: Hmph, sure take all the time you want.
PANEL 15:
Clover looks at the ground with an index finger on her chin. Still with a nervous expression while Stier Horner glares at her with narrowed eyes.
Clover: I know you want to help but I mean is it because you want to see me become better or you want to take credit for it?
Stier: Why not both?
Clover: Huh?!
Stier: Said why can't it be both?!
PANEL 16:
Clover looks at Stier Horner confused while Stier Horner puts her hand all the way out in front of her and moves it from side to side. An expression of strictness on her face.
Clover: B-B-But it's still my work after all. I STILL have cast the spells and stuff.
Stier: Oh I know don't doubt that for a second! But that's the thing Clover. If the advice does help you become better. Doesn't mean I did everything but does mean I helped. Which means my experiences and they I thought about em weren't for nothing. And you know, that I was right at least in some way. Now why the fuck do you think so absolutely, huh?
Clover: Hmph, well of course I don't know I never really thought about it like that. But… it makes a lot of fucking sense to be honest.
PANEL 17:
Stier Horner wraps her arm around Clover's shoulders, a very smug expression on her face. While Clover looks back at her very annoyed.
Stier: See my wisdom is invaluable isn't it?
Clover: Oh fuck off Stier!
Stier: AHAHAHA! Oh what c'mon if my advice wasn't valuable I wouldn't keep giving it out!
Clover: You know I really appreciate it if that's what you're trying to do!
PANEL 18:
Stier gets her arm off her shoulders and looks back at her with a genuine smile. But Clover shrinks and looks away with gritted teeth.
Stier: Hey man the duty of greatness is to help create more greatness! I'm only doing my part!
Clover: Uh, yeah awesome.
Stier: Everything all good?
Clover: Oh, I'm fucking perfect!
PANEL 19:
Stier Horner with a smile on her face and fierce determination in her eyes. Stomps back to the training ground. While Clover smiles following her but eyes full of envy.
Stier: Then what the fuck we waiting for, let's go back to training!
Clover: Oh fuck yeah let's do it!
Clover (Thinking:) It's not that I don't doubt she wants to help me or that her advice is genuine. But that I know she's holding something back.
PANEL 20:
We see Stier Horner from Clover's perspective. Seeing her back as Clover follows close behind her. Seeing her confident and aggressive stance up close.
Clover (Thinking:) Because I still can't imagine me moving the way you do or doing things as well as you do, what are you hiding from me?
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amor. (achado março, 2023)
Entre sombras, tua luz fulgura,
Em tempestades, tua paz perdura,
Teu amor, doce e terno, me ergueu,
Transformando-me além do que eu era quando me conheceu.
Contigo aprendi a persistir,
Que por amor vale a pena prosseguir,
Se a desilusão fere, te conquistar é o brilho a surgir.
Amor, estado da alma a sorrir,
Contigo, alcanço esse fluir,
Eu te amo, não me canso de repetir,
EU TE AMO, e se quiseres, grito, para o mundo ouvir!
interpretame.
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¡Cuán triste la vida, lejos de su seno! Luz, mi amor existen fuera de sus campos. La luz no fulgura; el cielo es tristeza. ¡Ay de mí, si muero, sin ver su esplendor! How sad is life, to be far from her bosom! Light, my love stands outside her fields. This light shines not; the sky weeps. Oh, by mine, to die not seeing your splendor!
José Rizal, En el bello Oriente (undated, alleged)
#i once had a ring#alternate history#webcomic#philippine revolution#philippines#katipunan#andres bonifacio
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I NEED HELP!
Which Royal family from TC (+inspo song) should I write a Drabble about??
1 day poll bc im impatient and ik this is getting 0 engagement anyway 😻
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"There's Apollon" / "Há Apolo..."
Há luz contra a janela O cheiro de louro queimado se eleva O canto do carcará rasga o vento O suave som dos dedos na lira, lento Há o rosto de Apolo na quentura Um sorriso gentil que só fulgura Um abraço suave de brilho cálido Um Deus paciente, dourado e sábio Eu me encontro a seu lado Com o mel em seu cálice derramado Com o instante respirando aliviado Com Febo, alívio dos mortais, amado.
english
There is light against the window The smell of burnt laurel rises The song of the caracara rips the wind The soft sound of fingers on the lyre, slowly
There's Apollon's face in the heat A gentle smile that just shines A soft embrace of warm glow A patient, golden and wise God
I find myself by your side With the honey in your spilled chalice With the instant breathing relieved With Phoebus, relief of mortals, beloved.
#“caracara is a bird btw”#this one is hard to translate#because of language#poem#poetry#devotional text#apollo#apollon#apollo devotee#apollo deity#helpol#hellenic polytheism
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Eu mesmo outra vez
Me pergunto por que ainda sustento este mórbido cansaço ao invés de entregar-me a ele de forma contumaz.
Os sonhos vêm e vão em brincadeiras de amores cuja substância duvidosa é contígua ao vazio.
Contigo, não.
Hoje, não mais!
Pois o que é perene sempre aí está, tal como dito, num furo que me abranda em noites escuras.
Temo, ora pois, tornar a resgatar meus prantos solitários mais uma vez, como outrora.
Regozijo-me, pois, na fé de que, na alvorada, surgirão novos laços, porém não na aclamada paixão entre amantes, mas sim num debruçar-me lentamente sobre mim mesmo.
Tenho dito sempre que, por perecível que seja o amor, refaz-se outra vez mais em objetos novos às dezenas.
Sofro este desalento a duras penas, quebrando o silêncio com meus versos recatados.
Poderá a aurora revigorar minha alma, ainda que me venha um vazio, pois a luz deste disco solar incandescente não objetifica nada com seus raios de imperceptível violeta.
A meio entendedor, meia palavra basta. A solitude em si resguarda a vida casta, pois a solteirice é armadilha para um destino enfadonho.
Só sabe do que falo meu coração, que me escuta, escrutinando minha mente, que se esfacela em perdição.
Desorientado, uma vez mais, minha matreira agonia presta-se a dar o ar da graça, ainda que nada tenha feito; ela sempre me ameaça.
Se é brandura ou frouxidão chorar mais uma vez pelo coração partido, eu pouco sei, mas quem me acolhe nestes termos sempre esteve ao meu lado.
Eu mesmo, uma vez mais, e eu mesmo, outra vez.
Como uma cicatriz no bojo escondido de um busto que fulgura e relampeja um hedonismo heroico, como método de contracepção.
Eis que me pego nele, absorto, procurando colo num travesseiro duro feito chumbo, que, mais uma vez e com frieza, suplanta e espezinha minhas súplicas de afeto.
Eis que, em meu recôndito, me retorço ao mesmo tempo em que me apego.
Eis que a vida, mais uma vez, me incumbe de apascentar aquele que comigo sempre esteve e que, mesmo à morte, há de comigo estar:
Eu mesmo, uma vez mais, e eu mesmo, outra vez.
Agora o inverso
Não me pergunto por que rejeito este leve ânimo, preferindo afastá-lo de forma esporádica.
As vigílias permanecem estáticas, em seriedade e ódios, cuja essência clara é oposta ao preenchimento.
Contigo, sim.
Hoje, sempre mais!
Pois o que é efêmero nunca aí está, como não dito, num preenchimento que me agita em dias claros.
Tenho coragem, agora sim, de não afastar minhas risadas acompanhadas, como nunca antes.
Entristeço-me, então, na dúvida de que no crepúsculo desaparecerão todos os vínculos, talvez na rejeitada indiferença entre estranhos, mas sim num afastar-me rapidamente de mim mesmo.
Nunca disse que, por eterno que seja o ódio, destrói-se para sempre sem deixar vestígios.
Sinto esta alegria com facilidade, preenchendo o ruído com meus gritos abertos.
Talvez o anoitecer exaura minha alma, mesmo que me preencha, pois a escuridão desta esfera fria e apagada concretiza tudo com suas sombras de intenso preto.
A quem entende muito, uma palavra cheia nunca basta; a companhia em si expõe a vida impura, pois o casamento é uma bênção para um futuro entusiasmante.
Não entende do que falo meu corpo, que me ignora, desconsiderando minha alma, que se solidifica em salvação.
Orientado, uma vez menos, minha calma paz recusa-se a se apresentar, mesmo que muito tenha feito; ela nunca me ameaça.
Se é força ou firmeza rir uma vez menos pelo coração inteiro, eu muito sei, mas quem me afasta nestes termos nunca esteve ao meu lado.
Eu mesmo, uma vez menos, e eu mesmo, nunca mais.
Como uma pele lisa e visível de um corpo que apaga e silencia uma abstinência corriqueira, como método de concepção.
Eis que me afasto dele, desperto, rejeitando apoio num travesseiro macio como seda, que, uma vez menos e com calor, acolhe e eleva minhas súplicas de solidão.
Eis que, em meu exterior, me estico ao mesmo tempo em que me solto.
Eis que a morte, uma vez menos, me isenta de rejeitar aquele que nunca esteve comigo e que, mesmo na vida, não há de comigo estar:
Eu mesmo, uma vez menos, e eu mesmo, nunca mais.
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Summanus (Latin: Summānus) was the god of nocturnal thunder in ancient Roman religion, as counterposed to Jupiter, the god of diurnal (daylight) thunder. His precise nature was unclear even to Ovid.
Pliny thought that he was of Etruscan origin, and one of the nine gods of thunder. Varro lists Summanus among gods to whom Sabine king Titus Tatius dedicated altars (arae) in consequence of a votum. Paulus Diaconus considers him a god of lightning.
In ancient Roman religion, the dii (also di) Novensiles or Novensides are collective deities of obscure significance found in inscriptions, prayer formulary, and both ancient and early-Christian literary texts.
Pliny mentions nine gods of the Etruscans who had the power of wielding thunderbolts, pointing toward Martianus's Novensiles as gods pertaining to the use of thunder and lightning (fulgura) as signs. Books on how to read lightning were one of the three main branches of the disciplina Etrusca, the body of Etruscan religious and divinatory teachings. Within the Etruscan discipline, Jupiter has the power to wield three types of admonitory lightning (manubiae) sent from three different celestial regions. The first of these, mild or "perforating" lightning, is a beneficial form meant to persuade or dissuade. The other two types are harmful or "crushing" lightning, for which Jupiter requires the approval of the Di Consentes, and completely destructive or "burning" lighting, which requires the approval of the di superiores et involuti (hidden gods of the "higher" sphere).
Several scholars have identified the Novensiles with the council of gods who decide on the use of the third, most destructive type of lightning. Carl Thulin proposed that two theonyms from the Piacenza Liver — a bronze model of a sheep's liver covered with Etruscan inscriptions pertaining to haruspicy — ought to be identified with the two councils, Cilens(l) with the Novensiles and Thufltha(s) with the Consentes Penates. The Novensiles would thus correspond to the di superiores et involuti and possibly the Favores Opertanei ("Secret Gods of Favor") referred to by Martianus Capella. Martianus, however, locates the Favores in the first region of the sky, with the Di Consentes and Penates, and the Novensiles in the second; the Favores are perhaps the Fata, "Fates".
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«Conjugación del amor»
Amar, querer y vivir
Qué más da en que tiempo se tome
Todos llegan al presente, al aquí y al ahora
Porque este amor trasciende cada día,
con cada gota de amor,
con cada gesto que llena de luz el corazón,
con cada cuidado que se tiene al no permitir maleza a su alrededor.
¡Sí! Amarnos se nos volvió melodía en el verbo, amarnos se convirtió en poesía,
amarnos se hizo prosa con tan solo un verso
Y para sentirnos, no hace falta la piel,
si se nos estremece el corazón
cada vez que nos vemos llenos de amor,
para acariciarnos nos basta las dulces palabras que salen y se calcan del alma
y para tocarnos la piel, ese lo hace
el susurro al oído, que viaja por los aires
y nos toca de rojo pasión el corazón,
haciendo que se desborde
como un río por toda la piel.
El verbo y el amor
Las conjugaciones y el tiempo
La distancia y las ganas de hacernos el amor
No son nada, a comparación de esto
que se siente en el pecho
De esto que fulgura como infierno
De esto, que aunque a ratos
se vista de nostalgia por no poder
entrelazar los dedos
Lo vivimos, como lo más sagrado
de nuestro tiempo.
Al verbo "Amor" lo llenamos
con nuestras letras,
esas que se chocan en los labios al instante
de conjugar lo imposible,
lo irreal en tiempo presente.
Tú, yo, el verbo, la conjugación perfecta
en el espacio imperfecto de la distancia: ¡el amor!
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Emiliana e Macrina: oração em despedida 🥀
Ao andar sobre espinhos, que seus passos sejam leves. Quando o fardo em ti pesar, que a sua força se revele. Quando se sentir sozinha, que sua alma não se quebre. Quando o amor te abraçar, ainda que breve, se entregue.
Que a coragem sempre possa preceder suas ações. E que, mesmo em pensamento, o medo não se torne hábito. Que tua vida seja amparo aos corações dilacerados. Que você crie raízes onde os pés deixarem rastros.
Até mesmo na agonia, que a dor não te consuma. Que todo o mal se dissipe diante da tua fulgura. Que as tuas cicatrizes te sirvam de armadura. E diante das batalhas, que jamais te cegue a luta.
Faça tudo por amor.
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Ouviram do Ipiranga as margens plácidas
De um povo heroico, o brado retumbante
E o Sol da liberdade, em raios fúlgidos
Brilhou no céu da pátria nesse instante
Se o penhor dessa igualdade
Conseguimos conquistar com braço forte
Em teu seio, ó liberdade
Desafia o nosso peito a própria morte
Ó Pátria amada
Idolatrada
Salve! Salve!
Brasil, um sonho intenso, um raio vívido
De amor e de esperança, à terra desce
Se em teu formoso céu, risonho e límpido
A imagem do Cruzeiro resplandece
Gigante pela própria natureza
És belo, és forte, impávido colosso
E o teu futuro espelha essa grandeza
Terra adorada
Entre outras mil
És tu, Brasil
Ó Pátria amada!
Dos filhos deste solo, és mãe gentil
Pátria amada, Brasil!
Deitado eternamente em berço esplêndido
Ao som do mar e à luz do céu profundo
Fulguras, ó Brasil, florão da América
Iluminado ao Sol do Novo Mundo!
Do que a terra mais garrida
Teus risonhos, lindos campos têm mais flores
Nossos bosques têm mais vida
Nossa vida, no teu seio, mais amores
Ó Pátria amada
Idolatrada
Salve! Salve!
Brasil, de amor eterno seja símbolo
O lábaro que ostentas estrelado
E diga o verde-louro dessa flâmula
Paz no futuro e glória no passado
Mas se ergues da justiça a clava forte
Verás que um filho teu não foge à luta
Nem teme, quem te adora, a própria morte
Terra adorada
Entre outras mil
És tu, Brasil
Ó Pátria amada!
Dos filhos deste solo, és mãe gentil
Pátria amada, Brasil!
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This is an educational blog 2.0
Ok it would be fair if, in addition to facts about crocodiles, we also mention facts about lightning
Facts
Also
(thinking about Rollo x Sebe interactions lol)
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Ele transpira, ele fulgura. Não consigo escondê-lo. Sou mulher. Um homem me submeteu. Ah, que prazer quando uma mulher encontra um homem a quem consegue se submeter, o prazer de sua feminilidade expandindo em braços fortes.
Anaïs Nin (Henry, June eu – delírios eróticos)
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My MH stories OC!!
Fulgura; a young girl from the village Tono Village, shes a kind and caring girl always happy to go on adventures and helping people, one day when she was a child exploring the snowy forest she found a mysterious egg and after taking it home and leave it here it hatched and a baby Fulgur anjanath came out! once she returned home she was shocked to see the baby monster in her home and she was soo happy about it, she made friend with the animal and took care of it, little did she know is that in the village there are many people who worships it as a god naming it The Brute lord of thunder, there was a prophecy that once someone is able to bond with the beast with the Kindship stone it would become a rider and they would both become protectors of the Tono village, once the village found out about Fulgura having a baby monster they see her as the chosen one the one to make the prophecy come true, once she gets the Kindship stone she will be able to become a rider!
Fulgura became very attached to her fulgur anjanath and she named him Zeusra! these two formed a great bond they now always together wherever they go, they've been battling other monsters to protect the village Zeusra grew even more powerful he will make sure to protect the village and Fulgura, Zeusra is friendly towards the villagers and even to other riders,him and Fulgura made contact with other riders and even joins them to epic journeys, this friendship will never end!
Im not a good writter but this was my best!
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