#grethel

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Sweetheart Roland (1920) - Arthur Rackham

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Writing an essay on the symbolism used in the brother's grimm version of haensel and grethel for one of my classes. This is what I've been made for

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THE SACRIFICE Folk horror with a splattery finale! Trailer

‘Feed the beast’ The Sacrifice is a 2022 horror film about two sisters forced to fight for their survival at their grandmother’s remote farm. A folk horror story based on legends from all over Latin America. Directed by Alberto Serra (Piedra Roja; La Isla del Diablo) from a screenplay co-written with Diego Cañizal and Simon Tejeira. Produced by Fernanda Beiner, Frysha Boilard and Carlos…

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winter ponies acquired!!

Gunther | Grethel Goldilocks

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Justicia pendiente para las “mujeres de consuelo” de la Segunda Guerra Mundial

Fui golpeada y violada día y noche. Incluso el médico japonés me violaba cada vez que visitaba el burdel, dijo una de las mujeres sobrevivientes Niñas chinas y malayas reclutadas por la fuerza en Penang por los militares para trabajar como “mujeres de consuelo” para las tropas. Foto: No. 9 Army Film and Photo Section, Army Film and Photographic Unit. Lemon A E (Sergeant). Por GRETHEL…

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“En La Habana nunca hace frío”, una declaración de amor y libertad

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This Year In The Month Of Horror (October 2023 Reviews)

Well the Elders/Missionaries have shown up again. If course. My Care… Pusher is a devoute CofJCandtheLDS… So when they stand at your door is that the new Missionary Position?!? Anyway let’s peer ahead to see what 2023 has in store for us for the Month Of Horror 2023 this October. This year? We delve into Pacific Rim Zombies, a Grendel Less Taken, Gerard-El And The Minotaur Of Theseus, The…

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Picking a Lipstick Color for My Dead Girlfriend

Picking a Lipstick Color for My Dead Girlfriend

I met you the day I bought the betta fish, and now I have to pick the right lipstick for your corpse. Red always looked good on you. After all, red is the sky descending into the ouroboros of gleeful sunsets. Red is the color of mountains with round bellies. The kids in my block are too red and too sweet to have tasted evilness. In twenty years, they will know about cornucopia and fashion…

[foodandfolklore]

The Grimm Variations, Episode 5*

A new Netflix Anime has caught my eye. It's Called the Grimm Variations; which feature retellings of Original Brothers Grimm fairytales. But rather be a beat for beat, they are more reimagined. A "What If" kind of thing. I figured I'd share the original Fairytales these stories are based on for those interested.

Edit: I got the order of the episodes Mixed up, so I'll share them in the order I saw them. This one was Based on the Classic story Hansel and Gretel. A staple Fairytale for Kitchen Witches. Two children from a poor household trying to be driven away by their mother to save money. She keeps trying to lose them in the forest and they keep managing to find their way back. Until, one day, they don't and stumble into a Witch's Sweet Bread House. A common misconception about the story though is that Hansel and Gretel leave bread crumbs to find their ways home. So "Bread Crumbs" is a common turn of phrase used when describing clues left by others on purpose. However, they found their way home using stones. When they tried using bread crumbs, that's when they got lost as the wildlife ate their trail.

Hansel and Gretel

Near a great forest there lived a poor woodcutter and his wife, and his two children; the boy's name was Hansel and the girl's Grethel. They had very little to bite or to sup, and once, when there was great dearth in the land, the man could not even gain the daily bread. As he lay in bed one night thinking of this, and turning and tossing, he sighed heavily, and said to his wife, "What will become of us? we cannot even feed our children; there is nothing left for ourselves."

"I will tell you what, husband," answered the wife; "we will take the children early in the morning into the forest, where it is thickest; we will make them a fire, and we will give each of them a piece of bread, then we will go to our work and leave them alone; they will never find the way home again, and we shall be quit of them."

"No, wife," said the man, "I cannot do that; I cannot find in my heart to take my children into the forest and to leave them there alone; the wild animals would soon come and devour them." - "O you fool," said she, "then we will all four starve; you had better get the coffins ready," and she left him no peace until he consented. "But I really pity the poor children," said the man.

The two children had not been able to sleep for hunger, and had heard what their step-mother had said to their father. Grethel wept bitterly, and said to Hansel, "It is all over with us."

"Do be quiet, Grethel," said Hansel, "and do not fret; 1 will manage something." And when the parents had gone to sleep he got up, put on his little coat, opened the back door, and slipped out. The moon was shining brightly, and the white flints that lay in front of the house glistened like pieces of silver. Hansel stooped and filled the little pocket of his coat as full as it would hold. Then he went back again, and said to Grethel, "Be easy, dear little sister, and go to sleep quietly; God will not forsake us," and laid himself down again in his bed. When the day was breaking, and before the sun had risen, the wife came and awakened the two children, saying, "Get up, you lazy bones; we are going into the forest to cut wood." Then she gave each of them a piece of bread, and said, "That is for dinner, and you must not eat it before then, for you will get no more." Grethel carried the bread under her apron, for Hansel had his pockets full of the flints. Then they set off all together on their way to the forest. When they had gone a little way Hansel stood still and looked back towards the house, and this he did again and again, till his father said to him, "Hansel, what are you looking at? take care not to forget your legs."

"O father," said Hansel, "lam looking at my little white kitten, who is sitting up on the roof to bid me good-bye." - "You young fool," said the woman, "that is not your kitten, but the sunshine on the chimney-pot." Of course Hansel had not been looking at his kitten, but had been taking every now and then a flint from his pocket and dropping it on the road. When they reached the middle of the forest the father told the children to collect wood to make a fire to keep them, warm; and Hansel and Grethel gathered brushwood enough for a little mountain j and it was set on fire, and when the flame was burning quite high the wife said, "Now lie down by the fire and rest yourselves, you children, and we will go and cut wood; and when we are ready we will come and fetch you."

So Hansel and Grethel sat by the fire, and at noon they each ate their pieces of bread. They thought their father was in the wood all the time, as they seemed to hear the strokes of the axe: but really it was only a dry branch hanging to a withered tree that the wind moved to and fro. So when they had stayed there a long time their eyelids closed with weariness, and they fell fast asleep.

When at last they woke it was night, and Grethel began to cry, and said, "How shall we ever get out of this wood? "But Hansel comforted her, saying, "Wait a little while longer, until the moon rises, and then we can easily find the way home." And when the full moon got up Hansel took his little sister by the hand, and followed the way where the flint stones shone like silver, and showed them the road. They walked on the whole night through, and at the break of day they came to their father's house. They knocked at the door, and when the wife opened it and saw that it was Hansel and Grethel she said, "You naughty children, why did you sleep so long in the wood? we thought you were never coming home again!" But the father was glad, for it had gone to his heart to leave them both in the woods alone.

Not very long after that there was again great scarcity in those parts, and the children heard their mother say at night in bed to their father, "Everything is finished up; we have only half a loaf, and after that the tale comes to an end. The children must be off; we will take them farther into the wood this time, so that they shall not be able to find the way back again; there is no other way to manage." The man felt sad at heart, and he thought, "It would better to share one's last morsel with one's children." But the wife would listen to nothing that he said, but scolded and reproached him. He who says A must say B too, and when a man has given in once he has to do it a second time.

But the children were not asleep, and had heard all the talk. When the parents had gone to sleep Hansel got up to go out and get more flint stones, as he did before, but the wife had locked the door, and Hansel could not get out; but he comforted his little sister, and said, "Don't cry, Grethel, and go to sleep quietly, and God will help us." Early the next morning the wife came and pulled the children out of bed. She gave them each a little piece of "bread -less than before; and on the way to the wood Hansel crumbled the bread in his pocket, and often stopped to throw a crumb on the ground. "Hansel, what are you stopping behind and staring for?" said the father.

"I am looking at my little pigeon sitting on the roof, to say good-bye to me," answered Hansel. "You fool," said the wife, "that is no pigeon, but the morning sun shining on the chimney pots." Hansel went on as before, and strewed bread crumbs all along the road. The woman led the children far into the wood, where they had never been before in all their lives. And again there was a large fire made, and the mother said, "Sit still there, you children, and when you are tired you can go to sleep; we are going into the forest to cut wood, and in the evening, when we are ready to go home we will come and fetch you."

So when noon came Grethel shared her bread with Hansel, who had strewed his along the road. Then they went to sleep, and the evening passed, and no one came for the poor children. When they awoke it was dark night, and Hansel comforted his little sister, and said, "Wait a little, Grethel, until the moon gets up, then we shall be able to see the way home by the crumbs of bread that I have scattered along it."

So when the moon rose they got up, but they could find no crumbs of bread, for the birds of the woods and of the fields had come and picked them up. Hansel thought they might find the way all the same, but they could not. They went on all that night, and the next day from the morning until the evening, but they could not find the way out of the wood, and they were very hungry, for they had nothing to eat but the few berries they could pick up. And when they were so tired that they could no longer drag themselves along, they lay down under a tree and fell asleep.

It was now the third morning since they had left their father's house. They were always trying to get back to it, but instead of that they only found themselves farther in the wood, and if help had not soon come they would have been starved.

About noon they saw a pretty snow-white bird sitting on a bough, and singing so sweetly that they stopped to listen. And when he had finished the bird spread his wings and flew before them, and they followed after him until they came to a little house, and the bird perched on the roof, and when they came nearer they saw that the house was built of bread, and roofed with cakes; and the window was of transparent sugar. "We will have some of this," said Hansel, "and make a fine meal. I will eat a piece of the roof, Grethel, and you can have some of the window-that will taste sweet." So Hansel reached up and broke off a bit of the roof, just to see how it tasted, and Grethel stood by the window and gnawed at it. Then they heard a thin voice call out from inside,

"Nibble, nibble, like a mouse, Who is nibbling at my house?"

And the children answered,

"Never mind, It is the wind."

And they went on eating, never disturbing themselves. Hansel, who found that the roof tasted very nice, took down a great piece of it, and Grethel pulled out a large round window-pane, and sat her down and began upon it.

Then the door opened, and an aged woman came out, leaning upon a crutch. Hansel and Grethel felt very frightened, and let fall what they had in their hands. The old woman, however, nodded her head, and said, "Ah, my dear children, how come you here? you must come indoors and stay with me, you will be no trouble." So she took them each by the hand, and led them into her little house. And there they found a good meal laid out, of milk and pancakes, with sugar, apples, and nuts. After that she showed them two little white beds, and Hansel and Grethel laid themselves down on them, and thought they were in heaven.

The old woman, although her behaviour was so kind, was a wicked witch, who lay in wait for children, and had built the little house on purpose to entice them. When they were once inside she used to kill them, cook them, and eat them, and then it was a feast day with her. The witch's eyes were red, and she could not see very far, but she had a keen scent, like the beasts, and knew very well when human creatures were near. When she knew that Hansel and Grethel were coming, she gave a spiteful laugh, and said triumphantly, "I have them, and they shall not escape me!"

Early in the morning, before the children were awake, she got up to look at them, and as they lay sleeping so peacefully with round rosy cheeks, she said to herself, "What a fine feast I shall have!" Then she grasped Hansel with her withered hand, and led him into a little stable, and shut him up behind a grating; and call and scream as he might, it was no good. Then she went back to Grethel and shook her, crying, "Get up, lazy bones; fetch water, and cook something nice for your brother; he is outside in the stable, and must be fattened up. And when he is fat enough I will eat him." Grethel began to weep bitterly, but it was of no use, she had to do what the wicked witch bade her. And so the best kind of victuals was cooked for poor Hansel, while Grethel got nothing but crab-shells.

Each morning the old woman visited the little stable, and cried, "Hansel, stretch out your finger, that I may tell if you will soon be fat enough." Hansel, however, used to hold out a little bone, and the old woman, who had weak eyes, could not see what it was, and supposing it to be Hansel's finger, wondered very much that it was not getting fatter.

When four weeks had passed and Hansel seemed to remain so thin, she lost patience and could wait no longer. "Now then, Grethel," cried she to the little girl; "be quick and draw water; be Hansel fat or be he lean, tomorrow I must kill and cook him." Oh what a grief for the poor little sister to have to fetch water, and how the tears flowed down over her cheeks! "Dear God, pray help us!" cried she; "if we had been devoured by wild beasts in the wood at least we should have died together."

"Spare me your lamentations," said the old woman; "they are of no avail." Early next morning Grethel had to get up, make the fire, and fill the kettle. "First we will do the baking," said the old woman; "I nave heated the oven already, and kneaded the dough." She pushed poor Grethel towards the oven, out of which the flames were already shining.

"Creep in," said the witch, "and see if it is properly hot, so that the bread may be baked." And Grethel once in, she meant to shut the door upon her and let her be baked, and then she would have eaten her. But Grethel perceived her intention, and said, "I don't know how to do it: how shall I get in?"

"Stupid goose," said the old woman, "the opening is big enough, do you see? I could get in myself!" and she stooped down and put her head in the oven's mouth. Then Grethel gave her a push, so that she went in farther, and she shut the iron door upon her, and put up the bar. Oh how frightfully she howled! but Grethel ran away, and left the wicked witch to burn miserably.

Grethel went straight to Hansel, opened the stable-door, and cried, "Hansel, we are free! the old witch is dead!" Then out flew Hansel like a bird from its cage as soon as the door is opened. How rejoiced they both were! how they fell each on the other's neck! and danced about, and kissed each other! And as they had nothing more to fear they went over all the old witch's house, and in every corner there stood chests of pearls and precious stones. "This is something better than flint stones," said Hansel, as he filled his pockets, and Grethel, thinking she also would like to carry something home with her, filled her apron full. i! Now, away we go," said Hansel, "if we only can get out of the witch's wood." When they had journeyed a few hours they came to a great piece of water. "We can never get across this," said Hansel, "I see no stepping-stones and no bridge."

"And there is no boat either," said Grethel; "but here comes a white duck; if I ask her she will help us over." So she cried,

"Duck, duck, here we stand, Hansel and Grethel, on the land, Stepping-stones and bridge we lack, Carry us over on your nice white back."

And the duck came accordingly, and Hansel got upon her and told his sister to come too. "No," answered Grethel, "that would be too hard upon the duck; we can go separately, one after the other." And that was how it was managed, and after that they went on happily, until they came to the wood, and the way grew more and more familiar, till at last they saw in the distance their father's house. Then they ran till they came up to it, rushed in at the door, and fell on their father's neck. The man had not had a quiet hour since he left his children in the wood; but the wife was dead. And when Grethel opened her apron the pearls and precious stones were scattered all over the room, and Hansel took one handful after another out of his pocket. Then was all care at an end, and they lived in great joy together. My tale is done, there runs a mouse, whosoever catches it, may make himself a big fur cap out of it.

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Cinderella's father saw her every day. He saw her picking lentils out of the ashes, dressed in rags, degraded, insulted. He was a good man.

The father of Hansel and Grethel also had a good heart. When his wife proposed to him that they abandon the children in the forest to starve he protested immediately—"But I really pity the poor children." When Hansel and Grethel finally escaped the witch and found their way home "they rushed in at the door, and fell on their father's neck. The man had not had a quiet hour since he left his children in the wood [Hansel, after all, was a boy]; but the wife was dead." Do not misunderstand—they did not forgive him, for there was nothing to forgive. All malice originated with the woman. He was a good man.

Though the fairy-tale father marries the evil woman in the first place, has no emotional connection with his child, does not interact in any meaningful way with her, abandons her and worse does not notice when she is dead and gone, he is a figure of male good. He is the patriarch, and as such he is beyond moral law and human decency.

The roles available to women and men are clearly articulated in fairy tales. The characters of each are vividly described, and so are the modes of relationship possible between them. We see that powerful women are bad, and that good women are inert. We see that men are always good, no matter what they do, or do not do.

We also have an explicit rendering of the nuclear family. In that family, a mother's love is destructive, murderous. In that family, daughters are objects, expendable. The nuclear family, as we find it delineated in fairy tales, is a paradigm of male being-in-the-world, female evil, and female victimization. It is a crystalization of sexist culture—the nuclear structure of that culture.

-Andrea Dworkin, Woman Hating

[henrysglock]

okay. fine. i'm normal. beauty and the beast, ugly duckling, aladdin, sleeping beauty, toads and diamonds, cinderella, hansel and grethel, what the old man does is always right. okay. FINE!!

[teecupangel]

If anyone is wondering how things are going for Desmond in Faerun, he got sidetracked finding the tea on the druid 'leader' and got in a middle of some kind of Hanzel and Grethel BS in the swamp. Got into a long ass fight because he didn't want to kill the controlled people so that means no magic or ranged attack or throws for the final strike (and having to calculate the damages just to be sure).

Then we beat the crap out of the hag but she begged mercy from Shadowheart and Shadowheart agreed only if the hag leaves both the +1 item and the woman. (Desmond might be rethinking letting Shadowheart be the unofficial second in command)

Oh and Desmond gave a grieving woman a wand that resurrected her husband into a zombie because he was too surprised when her husband was resurrected into a zombie in the first place.

Gale and Karlach seemed to approve of his actions so maybe there is hope for the zombified husband in Baldur's Gate???

(I don't know what happened but we returned to the mind controlled masked people but one of them is missing. We did take off their masks and this time they didn't die so I guess the masks had to be taken off after the hag died. And no, we have not gotten to the goblin's camp at all.)

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How Are the World’s Trees Doing? A New Assessment Has Answers. (New York Times)

Excerpt from this story from the New York Times:

More than a third of the world’s tree species are threatened with extinction, according to the first comprehensive assessment of trees by the world’s leading scientific authority on the status of species.

The findings, announced on Monday by the International Union for Conservation of Nature Red List, are especially sobering given the amount of life that trees sustain. Countless species of other plants, animals and fungi rely on forest ecosystems. Trees are also fundamental to regulating water, nutrients and planet-warming carbon.

“Trees are essential to support life on Earth through their vital role in ecosystems, and millions of people depend on them for their lives and livelihoods,” Grethel Aguilar, director general of the International Union for Conservation of Nature, said in a statement.

The tree assessment is considered comprehensive because it includes more than 80 percent of known tree species. In all, 38 percent were found to be at risk of extinction. More than a thousand experts from around the world contributed.

Island biodiversity is particularly vulnerable, in part because those species often have small populations that exist nowhere else, and island trees accounted for the highest proportion of trees threatened with extinction. In Madagascar, for example, numerous species of rosewoods and ebonies are threatened. In Borneo, 99 species in the family of trees called Dipterocarpaceae are imperiled. In Cuba, fewer than 75 mature individuals of the red-flowered Harpalyce macrocarpa, known in Spanish as maiden’s blood, remain.

Around the world, the biggest threats to trees are agriculture and logging, followed by urbanization, said Emily Beech, head of conservation prioritization at Botanic Gardens Conservation International, a nonprofit group that led the research now included in the Red List.

For temperate regions, pests and diseases are a major threat to trees. Climate change is an emerging threat, Ms. Beech said, and it’s unclear how warming will affect the majority of tree species.

The group announced the findings in Cali, Colombia, where government representatives and other participants from countries around the world have gathered for the United Nations biodiversity conference, which is held every two years. Now in their second week, the negotiations are bogged down in tensions over how countries that are poorer economically but often wealthier in biodiversity are going to pay to conserve and restore nature instead of extracting resources.

Deforestation is devastating for the climate and biodiversity, but the world has struggled to stop it. In 2021, more than 140 countries, including Brazil, China, Russia and the United States, vowed to end deforestation by 2030. So many countries signed on that the agreement covers some 90 percent of the world’s forests.

[vanwithhands]

*professor farnsworth voice* Good news everyone, exactly one person said they wanted to hear about my Nveraft ocs so you all have to hear about it!

Tommelise Thimbleton- Hans Christian Andersen’s Thumbelina. She’s a fairy swarm keeper ranger; in the story of Thumbelina she essentially wanders the wilderness making friends and enemies with all these little creatures and eventually marries the fairy prince and becomes a fairy herself. I imagine her as being pixie sized but being essentially upgraded to a fairy princess she can do the enlarge spell and stuff to be roughly human sized. But after she wed the fairy prince she eventually becomes queen of the fairies. And time is warped in fey so she was only there for a couple of years but in the human realm it was two centuries. Anyway the evil fairy usurped the crown and killed her hubby but allowed her to live which allowed her swarm, which is a bunch of very angry songbirds, to help her escape. So she escapes to the human realm trying to find her family from back in the day but it’s been 200 years so they’re all dead af. So now she knows bc the evil fairy spared her she owes her a favor and is waiting for that to be cashed. Because of this, and because her swarm is super aggro and obsessed with keeping her safe she cannot die until she fulfills her favor to the fairy. She’s real Rosamund energy, so tragic but so Disney princess energy.

Grethel Von Schtumph- Hansel and Gretel. Human Ghostslayer Bloodhunter. Grethel lied about killing the witch, and for sparing her life, earned a favor. She refuses to cash it, not when he parents died or all the time she and her brother have been nearly killed. Hopping from town to town, Grethel managed to do fairly well for herself and her brother, but the darkness was never far behind, and they were forced to flee a town that could have been their him after the Snow Queen came. The witch was not so easily cowed: when Grethel and Hans were trekking through the snowy forest, starving and freezing, a candy house appeared. Grethel was forced to come clean about sparing the witch, and Hans was furious. He’d been hearing the witch’s voice in his head for years, beckoning him to join her, and thought he was going crazy, and now knew that Grethel had a way to help them but had never used it for fear of the witch. Grethel, dying of starvation and weakened, could stop Hans as he took the witch’s favor to spare their lives, entering the candy house. Grethel fell unconscious and woke up strong and healthy once more, in a no longer snowy forest, but he brother was gone. Now she seeks to find him and kill the witch.

Hans Hagenvolk- Hansel and Gretel. Human Witherbloom Druid. When Hans entered the candy house, starving, he took three bites of the door. The door immediately slammed shut behind him and when he opened it Grethel was gone, the deal fulfilled. The witch knew he was special and wanted him to learn magic under her to become a witch himself. Hans refused, but the candy he had eaten from the house beget that he owed the witch three favors. She used the first to convince him to study magic. Two remain, but Hans, fetching alchemy supplies in a nearby town, heard tell of a teenage girl hunting down a witch, and fled to find his sister. The favors remain, and Hans fears how the witch will use them.

Princess Mareika “Mitzi” Irmingard Volkmar- The Twelve Dancing Princesses or The Worn Out Dancing Shoes. She’s a human twilight cleric, later multi class into creation bard. When she and her sisters were young they fell in love with twelve princes from a strange secret realm, but their father found out and sealed the princes away, cursing them to dance forever. The princesses were married off, some became knights, but Mitzi became a priestess to avoid having to marry, and because she hoped to learn how to break the princes curse. Years past until on the day the curse should have been broken, Mitzi and her eldest sister Frieda, the only one who remained in the castle with her, staged a coup, killing their father and Frieda’s husband, who would have been king. But when the curse was lifted they found that the princes had died of exhaustion in their curse. Frieda, having been trapped in a loveless marriage, her only solace that one day she would meet her true love again, went mad with grief. She studied occult magic and became the Snow Queen, obsessed with freezing over the world and her loved ones so they would be in stasis, not ravaged by the forces of time as her prince had been. Mitzi resolved to try to save her sisters and their families and find a way to defeat the Snow Queen. That was fifteen years ago, and since, Frieda has killed or frozen most of their family, all remaining is a nephew that Mitzi managed to save, and her sister Lenora, a knight who was last seen in Shoeberg, who she now searches for, but death, and her sister, follow her.