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pinkertinn · 4 months ago

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My first tumblr post, and it's for Cleon Song Week! am I tumbling correctly?

Day 1: Love

Song: BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Billie Eilish

She was everything to him. The cool side of the pillow in the middle of the night, a soothing touch against his weary soul. Every glance from her was a sunrise, painting his world with golden hues of hope and the promise of new beginnings. She was his dream and his reality, the anchor that kept him grounded and the wings that allowed his spirit to soar. In her embrace, he found his home, a place where every moment was cherished, and every breath was a promise of forever—however long forever was for them.

When she asked him which songs reminded him of her, which tunes should set the stage for the day they would pledge their love, he found it an impossible task. How could he pick just a few melodies to encapsulate the symphony of what she meant to him? Each note would have to capture her fiery boldness, the way she challenged him when he was wrong or being a fool. It would need to reflect her nurturing spirit, her motherly instinct that reached out to those in need. Her competitive edge, the way she always kept him on his toes, would need a rhythm all its own. And then there was the warmth of her touch, a simple caress that healed his deepest wounds, and the magic in her eyes, a mystery he could read like an open book despite her efforts to hide it. Whose voice could possibly narrate the beautiful chaos and whirlwind that defined their romance?

“How about this song? Uhm, Billie Eilish?” She turned up the sound on her laptop, concentrating on the screen. “Think it’s called Birds of a Feather?” Her nose scrunched, and she slightly tilted her head as her eyes shifted to gauge his reaction.

He listened to the upbeat jingle, nodding his head in time with the beat.

“Rot away, dead, buried?” He raised an eyebrow in question. “A little morbid, no?” he scoffed at the singer's angelic voice singing about such dark things.

“Well, you know they say till death do us part… rings even more true for us, I suppose.” Her voice sounded barren, hollow of the sparkle it had when they first started sifting through songs.

And I don't know what I'm crying for I don't think I could love you more. Might not be long, but baby, I Don't wanna say goodbye

“When you think of us, and you listen to this, does it give you anything?” She swallowed down what sounded like heavy emotion, and he realized he wasn’t listening to the song in the same way she was. He closed his eyes and concentrated.

Birds of a feather, we should stick together, I know…

Feather…

I’ll love you till the day that I die…

Feathers…

That’s right. Suddenly, it was 1998, and a 19-year-old Claire stood exhausted and disheveled before him, wearing that delicate turquoise opal feather necklace. Despite the rain and the violent struggles they faced, the necklace remained unscathed, sparkling as if brand new. The silver pendant hung just above the dip in her blood-stained cleavage. She later told him that if she had to look Sherry and him in the face, she’d never have been able to leave. So, she left him with a note at the hotel, and the necklace slipped to the floor when he opened it.

I don’t want to say goodbye, and I know we should stick together. But, I’ll be back for this. It’s more your color anyway. -Claire

She was right; the blue of the necklace matched most of his outfits. Blue was his color. When she came back for it, he couldn't bear to part with it. He had it with him when they reunited at that small dive bar, where she cried, begging for his forgiveness. The necklace was pressed against his breaking heart in his suit breast pocket as he refused to hand over the flash drive to her. And when their world began to crumble in Alcatraz, that tiny feather Claire had given him was buried deep in his jean pocket.

If you go I’m going too…

His eyes burned, threatening to spill tears, as he remembered hearing her agony in that prison cell while he helplessly banged the back of his head against the bars. He had been so angry with her that day, wondering why she was even there. But in an instant, his anger turned to fear. The thought of them both perishing there, separated by a prison cell after all they had survived, was unimaginable. Yet, he felt a slight twinge of guilt in his chest, knowing that a part of him found comfort in the idea of being with her forever, even if it meant in death.

Till the light in my eyes, till the day that I die..

"Claire, I—hold on." He pushed his chair away from the table and excused himself. When he returned, he held the delicate turquoise opal feather necklace she had left him 26 years ago. Gently, he placed it around her neck. "Birds of a feather, right?" He locked the clasp and released a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. Seeing the necklace back around her neck healed something inside him that he hadn’t realized was aching.

"My something blue," amusement lighting up her features as she delicately swept her fingers across the blue stone. "I love you, Leon."

"I love you too, Claire, till the day I die." He squeezed her shoulders and leaned down to place a light kiss in the crook of her neck before sitting back down next to her.

"So, what else do you have on this playlist?" he asked, nudging her and glancing at her laptop.

#cleonsongweek #cleon #claire redfield #leon kennedy #billie eilish #birds of a feather

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draggeddowntothedark · 2 years ago

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Did vampires celebrate Yuletide? This was the question that burned Valeriu all month long. Sure, the club he worked at took quite a devilishy festiveness the closer it got to Yuletide, but there was a big difference between observing a holiday for the benefit of others, and celebrating a holiday amongst oneself and their family and friends. Nevertheless, whether or not Erastus celebrated, Vali was intent on getting him a good gift.

That icy Christmas evening Vali slipped through the window, as he usually did. He crept into Erastus' room where he would soon be stirring from his coffin-bed. The moth sat down on the bed, and simply waited, with the gift in his lap. He must have fallen asleep at some point, for he was awaken by Erastus gently shaking him awake. The fae jumped up with a start, almost dropping his gift in the process. "Oh!" Vali gasped in surprise. He jumped up, presenting the package to Erastus. "This is for you, love." He purred.

Inside the package, were two smaller packages. One looked like a typical jewelry container, and inside, Erastus would find a ring bearing a big, fat dragon's breath opal implanted into a carefully carved, delicate signet ring. The cuff of the ring itself looked like the wings of a bat clutching the opal itself.

Inside the second wrapped gift, was something even more delicate and interesting. It looked like a vial, shaped like a pomegrante as it contained pomegranate-colored purple liquid -- Dokkalfar blood. Valeriu's blood. Maybe a bit morbid, a bit old fashioned, but Vali loved the romance and intrigue of gifting a lover a piece of himself. Particularly a vampire, who took such pride in being the one and only who could easily enjoy the fae's blood nearly on demand. It represented more than that, though. "Now you can have a piece of me with you. It will bring you strength," Valeriu explained. "And if you ever get into a tight situation, you can drink it to give yourself some extra strength." Vali leaned in and kissed Erastus on the cheek, and then on the lips. "Merry Yuletide, habibi."

Waking up to Valeriu having broken into his condo again was nothing new. It was almost the highlight of his evening to see his little fairy waiting for him to rise. This time though, the fairy had brought gifts.

"Shit, Val, you didn't have to get me anythin'..." His drawl came out a little thick this morning as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. He took the presents, examining the package carefully before opening it up.

The ring was gorgeous. He immediately slipped it onto his right hand, the fiery jewel truly breathtaking, and the setting was pretty too. "Not gonna ask how you got my ring size, but thank you."

The other gift made him chuckle as he held up the vial. "Merry Christmas to you too, babe," he twirled the vial between his fingers before he slipped it into his pocket. He kissed the fairy back, stroking Valeriu's hair before stepping back. "Your turn for a gift. Stay there, be back in a sec."

He'd stashed the present for Valeriu in the hall closet- he wasn't sure if the fairy celebrated winter holidays, but he knew Val liked presents either way. He shifted aside Tina's lingerie and cookbook presents before he picked up the well wrapped present for Valeriu. He didn't wrap it himself, he paid someone to do that... he was trash at wrapping.

"It's nothin' special. But you're also getting a Christmas breakfast once I'm awake."

Inside the package was an obsidian tear drop necklace on a golden chain... and once worn, a few of the chain links would line up perfectly to where Erastus would mark him as his. A way to mimic the scar that never stuck long enough.

#magioffire #'hunt you down eat you alive' - erastus/vali #questions answered;asks

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scarletarosa · 5 years ago

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Marbas

One of the Goetic demons of Hell and a President (Praeses), under the command of Lucifer. This information was shared to me by him and is also my own experiences through working with this infernal deity.

Rulerships: counseling, settling disputes, demanding your rights in a courtroom, courage, friendly contests, sparring, fairness, justice, and competition

History: As with all of the Goetic Demons, Marbas is an ancient god who had rebelled against Jehovah, the tyrant god who forcefully usurped the Throne of the Universe. Yet due to Jehovah’s might as an Aeon (a god who creates the physical and metaphysical Universes), he was able to defeat the rebel deities and threw them into the bleak realm of Hell. Once here, the most powerful of the demons became High Kings and created their own kingdoms; these demons were Lucifer (the first-born deity from the Source), Satan, and Leviathan. Marbas joined Lucifer and was eventually granted the title of President due to his devotion to Lucifer and his Queen, Lilith.

Military Rank: President

Element: Fire

Colour: Orange-red

Appearance: His natural demonic form is that of a large lion with draconic wings and has a proud, fierce countenance. In his humanoid-form, Marbas tends to appear as either a lion-headed man or a man with fiery-blond (sort of auburn) long hair that looks like a mane, and he commonly wears casual dark red clothing similar to those in Mexico or Ecuador (loose-fit but with a large, open neck).

Personality: Marbas has a charming and dominant personality; he's very generous and likes to help teach others on how to better themselves. He favors everything to do with making things apparent and how to succeed in endeavors (such as a project or a business). He's fiercely protective regarding who he loves, and he's very loyal to friends.

Marbas values honesty and is exceptionally truthful, sometimes brutally truthful to help one change from bad habits or ignorance. He has been a staunch defender of the innocent and of the more disadvantaged. He envisions a society with equal rights for all, and where love and honesty prevail. His voice is thunderous and he has a jovial manner, although he can turn quite menacing when there's actual threat, or in the presence of arrogant people.

How to call him: Speak to Marbas as you would with any other god, be polite and considerate. Contact him through telepathically speaking in your mind, directing the words to him (you can do this verbally, but if malicious spirits hear, they may pretend to be him). When inviting a Goetic demon to you, try to dress well for them since they are divine and royalty.

What he can do: Marbas can assist with legal affairs, justified revenge, protection, courage, eradicating ignorance, settling arguments, gaining loyal friendships, success in projects/business, perseverance, and becoming responsible.

Offerings: burnt offerings, whiskey, Caribbean foods, red curry, red spicy peppers, chicory leaves on charcoal, spiky thorn bush, dried sea-shells (the elongated spiral ones), dried oranges, sun-dried tomatoes, carnelian, and fire opal. Incense of cedar with grape and walnut, with olibanum.

#marbas #goetic demons #goetia #demonology #demonolatry #infernal gods #deity work #spirit work #theistic satanism #left hand path

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thehierophage · 4 years ago

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Holy Day Celebration 3/31/21 e.v.

March 31, 2021 æ.v.

Dies Mercurii,

Sol 11° ♈︎ : Luna 26° ♏︎ : ☿︎ : Ⅴⅴⅰⅰi

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Day of Kaph, the Day of Fortune

Hebrew Letter: Kaph

Numerical Value as Letter: 20

Numerical Value as Word: 100/820 (Kaph+Peh)

Meaning: Bent or Hollow Hand, Palm, Fist.

Thoth Card: Fortune (Atu X)

Alternate Title: The Wheel of Fortune, The Lord of the Forces of Life.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association: Key 21 - Netzach to Chesed (from Sephira 7-4)

Astrological Sign: Jupiter

Element: -

Egyptian Godforms: Amoun-Ra

Geomantic Figure: Square and Rhombus

Gemstones: Sapphire, Amethyst, Lapis Lazuli

Perfumes: Ammoniacum, Golden Copal, Mace, Balm of Gilead, Saffron, Ash, all generous and expansive odors

Plants: Hyssop, Oak, Poplar, Fig, Arnica, Cedar

Animals: Hart, Eagle, Dolphin, Praying Mantis.

Colors:

King Scale – Violet

Queen Scale – Blue

Prince Scale – Rich Purple

Princess Scale – Bright blue rayed yellow

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Follow thy Fortune, careless where it lead thee! The axle moveth not: attain thou that!

Mnemonic:

Sped by its energies triune, the Wheel Of Fortune spins: its Axle's immobile.

Recommended Text for Meditation:

L Liber Liberi vel Lapidis Lazuli, Cap. 3

Liber Liberi vel Lapdis Lazuli Adumbratio Kabbalae Aegyptiorum Sub Figura VII

Being the Voluntary Emancipation of a certain Exempt Adept from his Adeptship. These are the Birth-Words of a Master of the Temple. A.˙.A.˙. Publication in Class A. Imprimatur: N. Fra A.˙. A.˙.

III

1. I was the priest of Ammon-Ra in the temple of Ammon-Ra at Thebai.

2. But Bacchus came singing with his troops of vine-clad girls, of girls in dark mantles; and Bacchus in the midst like a fawn!

3. God! how I ran out in my rage and scattered the chorus!

4. But in my temple stood Bacchus as the priest of Ammon-Ra.

5. Therefore I went wildly with the girls into Abyssinia; and there we abode and rejoiced.

6. Exceedingly; yea, in good sooth!

7. I will eat the ripe and the unripe fruit for the glory of Bacchus.

8. Terraces of ilex, and tiers of onyx and opal and sardonyx leading up to the cool green porch of malachite.

9. Within is a crystal shell, shaped like an oyster - O glory of Priapus! O beatitude of the Great Goddess!

10. Therein is a pearl.

11. O Pearl! thou hast come from the majesty of dread Ammon-Ra.

12. Then I the priest beheld a steady glitter in the heart of the pearl.

13. So bright we could not look! But behold! a blood-red rose upon a rood of glowing gold!

14. So I adored the God. Bacchus! thou art the lover of my God!

15. I who was priest of Ammon-Ra, who saw the Nile flow by for many moons, for many, many moons, am the young fawn of the grey land.

16. I will set up my dance in your conventicles, and my secret loves shall be sweet among you.

17. Thou shalt have a lover among the lords of the grey land.

18. This shall he bring unto thee, without which all is in vain; a man's life spilt for thy love upon My Altars.

19. Amen.

20. Let it be soon, O God, my God! I ache for Thee, I wander very lonely among the mad folk, in the grey land of desolation.

21. Thou shalt set up the abominable lonely Thing of wickedness. Oh joy! to lay that corner-stone!

22. It shall stand erect upon the high mountain; only my God shall commune with it.

23. I will build it of a single ruby; it shall be seen from afar off.

24. Come! let us irritate the vessels of the earth: they shall distil strange wine.

25. It grows under my hand: it shall cover the whole heaven.

26. Thou art behind me: I scream with a mad joy.

27. Then said Ithuriel the strong; let Us also worship this invisible marvel!

28. So did they, and the archangels swept over the heaven. 29. Strange and mystic, like a yellow priest invoking mighty flights of great grey birds from the North, so do I stand and invoke Thee!

30. Let them obscure not the sun with their wings and their clamour!

31. Take away form and its following!

32. I am still.

33. Thou art like an osprey among the rice, I am the great red pelican in the sunset waters.

34. I am like a black eunuch; and Thou art the scimitar. I smite off the head of the light one, the breaker of bread and salt.

35. Yea! I smite - and the blood makes as it were a sunset on the lapis lazuli of the King's Bedchamber.

36. I smite! The whole world is broken up into a mighty wind, and a voice cries aloud in a tongue that men cannot speak.

37. I know that awful sound of primal joy; let us follow on the wings of the gale even unto the holy house of Hathor; let us offer the five jewels of the cow upon her altar!

38. Again the inhuman voice!

39. I rear my Titan bulk into the teeth of the gale, and I smite and prevail, and swing me out over the sea.

40. There is a strange pale God, a god of pain and deadly wickedness.

41. My own soul bites into itself, like a scorpion ringed with fire.

42. That pallid God with face averted, that God of subtlety and laughter, that young Doric God, him will I serve.

43. For the end thereof is torment unspeakable.

44. Better the loneliness of the great grey sea!

45. But ill befall the folk of the grey land, my God!

46. Let me smother them with my roses!

47. Oh Thou delicious God, smile sinister!

48. I pluck Thee, O my God, like a purple plum upon a sunny tree. How Thou dost melt in my mouth, Thou consecrated sugar of the Stars!

49. The world is all grey before mine eyes; it is like an old worn wine-skin.

50. All the wine of it is on these lips.

51. Thou hast begotten me upon a marble Statue, O my God!

52. The body is icy cold with the coldness of a million moons; it is harder than the adamant of eternity. How shall I come forth into the light?

53. Thou art He, O God! O my darling! my child! my plaything! Thou art like a cluster of maidens, like a multitude of swans upon the lake.

54. I feel the essence of softness.

55. I am hard and strong and male; but come Thou! I shall be soft and weak and feminine.

56. Thou shalt crush me in the wine-press of Thy love. My blood shall stain Thy fiery feet with litanies of Love in Anguish.

57. There shall be a new flower in the fields, a new vintage in the vineyards.

58. The bees shall gather a new honey; the poets shall sing a new song.

59. I shall gain the Pain of the Goat for my prize; and the God that sitteth upon the shoulders of Time shall drowse.

60. Then shall all this which is written be accomplished: yea, it shall be accomplished.

Love is the law, love under will.

#Thelema #thelemic holy season #Tarot

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aithrauniverse · 4 years ago

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Chapter 19-Astra

As the others worked to revive Laila, I backed away to somewhere far, far away from the beast, keeping my eyes trained on the fire opal on its face, and thickening the monster’s light-cage.

The beast roared and plunged into the shield, but it was thrown back with such great force that it landed inches away from the other side of the shield – and that was saying a lot, considering how HUGE I’d made that shield. Hm. Perhaps I should’ve made it less spacious.

Despite that disappointment, the beast still ran straight at the shield again, only to be slammed onto its rear end again.

And it kept the pattern going – run, crash, BANG!

“Got you,” I whispered, “you’re STUBBORN!”

And if I was right, this beast would never give up until it succeeded in doing something the exact way it was going about doing it.

A plan started to form in my head – and a slow smile spread across my face – until I realised what I had to do to execute it.

“Oh, crap.” I breathed, suddenly feeling a million times smaller.

Endra’s face – the sallow, pale face she’d worn in the chamber beneath the hydra’s egg – flickered before my eyes. And she’d rattled those massive chains and said – she'd said - “and now – this is where I remain, cursed never to see the sun rise again.”

“NO!” I bellowed, my breaths coming in short, quick gasps.

I didn’t care what it would take to get that tiny opal on its face. As long as it died – as long as my friends got out of here safely to rescue Endra – even if I... died, it would be worth it.

With that cheerful thought, I scrambled over to the others. “Get far, far away from here – carry Laila, or something. Don’t - don’t go anywhere near me – it won’t be safe. And stay AWAY from the beast. If anything happens-” my voice closed off, and I had to choke the next few words out, “ - leave without me. Just go and free Endra.”

When Aithne and Evan immediately opened their mouths to argue, I held a hand out to shush them. Grasping Aithne’s hand, I looked her straight in the eye. “Please - you know how much Endra helped us. Promise me – promise me, she’ll see the sun again. Don’t - don’t let evil steal another of our loved ones.”

Aithne froze, and I knew she was thinking about her father. I nodded, squeezing her hand tighter. “It’s horrible. But that’s just how some things are. Just please let me do this one last thing, for Endra. And – and Almoria.”

The beast gave another mighty roar, and Aithne snapped out of her daze. She pulled away, and began to scoop Laila’s head up. “We’ll take care of it. Now go... and good luck.” she paused, seeming desperate as she whispered, “Is there really nothing we can do to help?”

“Yes - help me by staying out of this, please. Only I can do this.”

I turned to Evan. “Take care of them both.” He nodded warily, slung his quiver of bows back across his back, and turned to pick Laila’s legs up. They ran off into a clearing, and I got to my feet, trying to ignore the crazy way my legs were trembling as I watched the beast get hurled back from the shield once more.

Closing my eyes – allowing myself one final, calming breath, I spun my arm around, and a shield of purple light closed around me, followed by an indigo one, then a blue one, then a green one, a yellow one, an orange one, and a final red one.

Perhaps the full spectrum would protect me enough to be able to see Endra again.

I unfolded my wings and took off into the sky, stopping when I was hovering just above the dragon’s purple shield. Putting two fingers into my mouth, I gave a sharp, piercing whistle, enough to make the beast finally look up.

I forced myself to meet its glowing red eyes, fighting to keep my mind clear as it blew a huge tongue of flame out.

“That’s right... come for me... you know you want to...” I murmured, watching as the beast’s eyes flashed between its own violet shield and the rainbow of colours I was encased in.

At last, its gaze stopped on me, and my heart seemed to stop along with it. I held my breath as it bent its scaly legs, roaring as it poised to jump. With one mighty screech that didn’t seem to match its hulking mass, it leaped up, fire burning in its eyes...

And slammed into its own shield, which threw it back onto the ground in a heap of flailing limbs.

It howled, scrambling to its feet, eyes flashing with malice as blinding, searing flames escaped from its shivering nostrils. This fire was different – it was so, so scorching that I felt like my entire body was on fire, even though I had SEVEN shields to protect me from the heat.

I screamed, thrashing in mid-air as I fought to add more shields, my skin stinging and boiling.

Then, suddenly, as quickly as it had come, the heat disappeared, leaving a cold chill in its place. I clamped my mouth shut, and spun around. I found Laila sitting up with Aithne and Evan supporting her, far away from the beast and I, and she had her hands spread out. It clicked – she must have teleported an icy gust from the Antarctic straight into my shield. Or somewhere cold – for all I knew, she might have teleported it from the fridge in her house.

Giving her a grateful thumbs-up, I turned back to the beast, whose flames had disappeared. It was eyeing me once again, and I saw the fury and obstinacy in its eyes as it spread its wings and lunged for me once more, even as the shield slammed it back onto the ground.

Steeling myself, I raised my arms, and the beast’s shield dissipated into the air.

It must have realised too, for it gave a roar of glee and thrust its body straight for me – the entire hefty mass of scales it was – and I squeezed my eyes shut, a few terrified tears leaking from them as I curled myself up into a ball.

When the beast struck my arsenal of shields, they vibrated so violently that I was sure they would crack under the strain – but then everything stilled, and the only sound was an agonized wail from the beast.

I forced my eyes open, panting as I watched the beast stumble to its feet again, and slammed into the shields again.

And again,

And again.

My shields held strong, and they shook less and less each time the beast collided with them. Clearly, the beast’s initial ability to talk – and think – had disappeared, leaving behind a savage, mindless shell.

Too bad it hadn’t lost its powers as well – with each collision, it screeched and hissed out a bunch of flames that made me insanely grateful for Laila’s cold breezes.

After the beast had crashed into the shields two more times, I finally realised, smacking myself, that we needed to get this over before the equinox. I looked down at my watch – ten minutes left.

Which meant it was time for me to complete the plan – do the one final thing that might – or might NOT – end this all.

Sucking in a shaky breath, I lifted the first shield – the purple shield – and the beast slammed its weight onto the indigo shield, which still held fast, despite losing its companion.

It felt like everything had disappeared – like I was watching everything before me as a high-resolution movie, and it was at the part right before the climax, where all the tension was building, up, and up, and up...

One by one, I let go of my trusty shields, and the beast ricocheted off the shield behind each dome of light I removed.

Until, at last, I was left with the final shield, glowing an eerie red just like the eyes of the beast.

With a menacing wail, the dragon spread its wings and took off, circling above where I hovered, the opal on its forehead glinting in the light of the fiery breath that it expelled.

Somewhere far off in the distance, I heard Aithne scream, “Don’t do it, Astra!” She must have caught on to my plan. The girl had a pretty big brain - but she’d always seemed unwilling to make good use of it.

Evan’s panicked voice pierced the night, “There must be something else – don't unravel the shield- “ he scrambled to his feet, reaching for his bow and arrows.

Before the three shadowy figures behind me could move, I snapped my fingers, and a ball of light knocked Evan back as another dome of purple light slammed into place over the three of them.

The three of them hammered against the shield, but it didn’t budge. Their pleas got louder and more desperate, but I closed my eyes, letting their voices fade to nothing more than a hum in the background. Satisfied, I turned my gaze back to the beast.

It wasn’t looking at me, however – the purple glow of Aithne, Laila and Evan’s shield had distracted it from me, and now it was focused on them.

The dragon drew itself up to its full height, and let loose a ground-shaking roar as it pivoted to face the violet dome.

“NO!” I screamed, searching frantically for something to lure its attention back.

Ignoring me, the beast started to charge towards the others.

I reached into my pocket, and plucked a petal from the lotus Aithne had given me, shoving it into my mouth. It tasted HORRIBLE – like bitter medicine plus vomit and your dear old granny’s daily vitamins. But as I choked it down, my mind seemed to take over, and it was through pure instinct that I swirled my right arm in a circle.

A dome of fire appeared, and fell into place over the beast.

The beast yowled in pain as it smashed into the fire, and rolled over, bellowing murderously when it saw its cage of flames.

Its eyes met mine, and when I took the flames away, it ignored Aithne, Laila and Evan - who were still screaming at me -, slowly turning to face me instead, clearly wanting vengeance.

“Come and get your revenge... You know you want it... I’m here...” I whispered.

Forcing myself to keep my eyes open, I watched as it spread its wings and headed for where I hovered with my red shield.

Slowly at first... then faster, and faster, and, a few meters away from me, its mouth curled into a smirk.

I clenched my fists, staring at its fiery opal of power closed in, waiting for the perfect timing to strike.

Finally, right before its gigantic head crashed into the light, I unraveled my fists, and the red light disappeared. I hurled myself onto its forehead, my eyes fixated on one thing only: the opal.

Reaching out a hand, I felt myself slam into a rock-hard, BOILING mass of scales, but I ignored the pain, my fingers grasping for the round stone. Once they found it - the icy cold surface cooling the blisters on my hand, I gripped the opal and pulled, and it snapped off the dragon’s forehead in a flurry of red sparks.

Relief coursed through me – but it was quickly replaced by shock as the opal exploded right in my palm, while at the same time the dragon collapsed to the ground with a wail that sounded like a deflating balloon.

Within milliseconds, the shimmering opal changed from a harmless little gemstone into a hissing, smoking, burning mess that scorched my hand, causing even more angry red welts to pop up.

Shrieking, I flung it away, but another huge pile of flames burst up from it before it landed on the ground, and a shock wave knocked me away from the crumbling dragon.

I crashed head-first feet away from the purple glow of Aithne, Laila and Evan’s shield, the rough gravelly surface of the ground being the last thing I felt before the screaming and hissing all around me faded to nothing but darkness.

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mewrising · 4 years ago

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@coalfeathers :D !!

So to start off with I absolutely love your lair’s vibe?? Everything is so thematic and nicely organized!

This girl here? I love her so much ;o; Mage apparel is so underrated and she shows it off so well! Her lore is wonderful too--the concept of kinda being forced into a role but flowering and becoming her own person (dragon?) despite it is phenomenal :D

Katrina’s vibe is impeccable!! For one, I love her accent, and for two I think she’s got such clear personality to her! I can totally see her as a brawler--she’s just got that look to her, you know? 10/10 dragon right here ;o;

I tend to struggle with wildclaws, but there’s no way around it for Bakudan: he’s gorgeous. The capsule is bright and fiery, complementing his overall contrast. Dark sclera is the perfect eye type for him too! And let me just say: his outfit is absolutely perfect. A lot of people tend to bury their wildclaws in apparel but your choices for him are so tasteful and really show off the beauty of the dragon underneath!

Kaisenna here makes so many “unconventional” apparel pieces work!! I can count on one hand how many times I’ve seen those fire fest pieces used outside of meme dragons, and don’t even get me started on how underutilized the samurai pieces tend to be. She makes all of them work so well!! I absolutely adore everything about her ;o;

This ridgie reminded me just how much I love latte jaguar--especially when it’s combined with a nice snowbelly! Once again, you’ve been so tasteful with his apparel and haven’t overdone anything :D I love the use of the flowering gladeboughs!

The striation on Lennox here is just brilliant! The subtle fade to green matches their lil claws ;o; And the facet eyes!! I love them!!

HECK YES!! Her skin goes SO WELL with her skink’s accent colors and her apparel is, once again, absolutely on point. You’ve done such a good job of bringing all her accent colors together, and I especially love how the leaves and mushrooms match with her eyes! I think she was my favorite in your entire lair ;o;

I think I saw Kairaerin here being shared on Tumblr a while ago! She’s absolutely stunning, and primal permababies are my biggest weakness XD

I like Niiko here for many reasons, from his name to his outfit! The dark sclera eyes are striking and match his noxtide perfectly, and you manage to tie in the pinstripe with the rose tangles on the wings! Such fabulous attention to detail and color coordination! I love he ;o;

Cuicatl is hauntingly beautiful! I love how well the horns work with the skull mask--it truly gives her that ghostly, skeletal look. And let me tell you I am WEAK for orange and teal ;o;

Locust here is all of my favorite things: veilspun f-pose, beige skink, red/teal colorscheme, and dark sclera eyes! Their lore is so intriguing as well!! 10/10 dragon right here ;o;

Did I mention how much I love teal? Well, I’ll say it again for this lad because he wears it so well ;o; The will o’ wisps give him a mysterious and magical vibe, which fits super well with his lore of being a warlock!

I have (1) word: frogy

I love pymorph in general, but especially contrasting pymorph like this lad’s!! The opal also matches so well with their apparel and overall grim vibe and let me just tell you I got shivers from their lore ;o; Very creative!

Eve here personifies the exact reasons I love gaolers so much!! Phantom and blossom are two of the best genes ever made, and they suit her so well ;o; The sharpness of the dark sclera give her such a dangerous vibe as well!

Once again, you hit such a nice orange/green contrast here! And I love how you don’t cover the primal but rather accentuate it with other parts of the outfit--it’s such a hard balance to strike but you’ve done it super well!

I love it when patchwork gets incorporated into lore like how you’ve done for Motte! Poor lad--but stunningly original concept!

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Purple and orange are just so wonderful together! I love the cohesion between the colors and the outfit, and the sweater is such a cozy touch ;o; A sona dragon to be impressed with for sure! I cannot believe you managed to get such a perfect G1!!

I love Daphne’s sepia tones!! Such a lovely use of that accent as well--site skins can be so hard to use well and you’ve done it here!

Okapi is one of my favorite genes for precisely this reason! It makes such a wonderful contrast ;o; I also love everything else about this lad: the vibrant teal that matches the glowing eyes and the faux underbelly of the dust jaguar and I just!! he’s so good!!! His theme song is also like,,, my entire vibe so I definitely slapped it on my playlist!

Again with the phenomenal vaporwave-esque dragons! Starmap does lovely things to this boyo’s mane and I love the teal in his thorns ;o;

Aaand what a note to finish on!! I’ve seen some stunning uses of voltvolley implements in the past but Abraxa knocks all of them out of the water!! Such an impeccable vibe ;o;

Hope you have a wonderful birthday! Your lair was a joy to browse :D Also I’m super sorry if I managed to use the wrong pronouns for anyone! I tried to be careful but sometimes I’m just an absolute doofus,,,,,,,,,

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hmmm i wonder, just how many other characters are in your magical girl story? it sounds cool!

The main team, the Red Star Agency, is a team of 16 (17, including Thor) Magis. I know it’s too much, but I went along with that number of members because I wanted to spite Magical Girl Raising Project for saying that 10+ Magical Girls in the world was a valid excuse to murder them all in battle royales.

Like fuck you, Asari Endo. Observe as my team is as big as a K-Pop group and no one dies and everyone lives happily ever after.

Honey Witch Vivi: The leader of the team, a B-Rank Magi. 22 years old, pansexual/genderfluid, brazilian, autistic. Passionate, smart, idealistic, and occasionally the Mom Friend™. Despite being a leader, she sees her teammates as equals and wants to see them succeed. Basically, my self-insert. Is in a polyamorous relationship with other two Magis. Transformation trinket is a heart-shaped locket, her powers are light-based, and her assigned gemstone is Citrine. Weapon of choice is a strawberry quartz wand that can transform into a parasol. Her mascot is a Squirtle named Bubbles (she’s the only one who can understand what her mascot says).

Cupid Harpy Sally: Was once Vivi’s first mascot and dearly beloved childhood toy but later graduates into a Magi herself, a A-Rank Magi. 20 years old (in human years), asexual, wondarian. She’s also Vivi’s adoptive sister. Spunky, sassy, energetic, and sometimes naughty. True to her Magi Title, she can shapeshift her arms into wings. Transformation trinket is a heart-shaped hairclip, her powers are fire-based, and her assigned gemstone is Cherry Quartz. Weapon of choice is a lance (which she calls “Lovely Lance”), and a infinite set of Cherry Bombs.

Star Navigator Amelia: Vivi’s girlfriend (and her childhood friend, as well), a B-Rank Magi. 22 years old, bisexual, brazilian. Loyal, adventurous, mature, and calm. Her design is basically Sayaka Miki (from PMMM) if she didn’t snapped. Was once as Magi dropout due her depression, but got back to magic business thanks to Vivi’s help. Transformation trinket is a golden star medallion, her powers are water-based, and her assigned gemstone is Larimar. Weapon of choice is a rapier/espada ropera.

Pink Soldier Kiki: Vivi’s other girlfriend, a S-Rank Magi. 20 years old, pansexual/gender-neutral, japanese/brazilian, autistic. Creative, brave, charismatic, and bright. Heavily inspired on Kirby (specially on Star Allies), and is able to transform into many disguises and personas. Transformation trinket is a pair of pink bead bracelets, her powers are love-based, and her assigned gemstone is Tourmaline. Weapon of choice is a twirling baton (which it also acts as a stimming toy for her). Her “mascot” is a broomstick named Glinda, that once belonged to Vivi.

Wisp Rider Winona: A Kamen Rider afficionado, a A-Rank Magi. 21 years old, lesbian/non-binary, australian. Athletic, optimistic, clever and a bit of a joker. She has a strong connection with the Wisps (from Sonic Colors), and can emulate their hyper-go-on energy by shapeshifting into them. Transformation trinket is a star-shaped belt buckle, her powers are alien-based, and her assigned gemstone is Emerald. Weapon of choice is a golden hoop (which she calls “Power Ring”).

Cheerful Doll Delilah: A revolutionary doll, a B-Rank Magi. 19 years old, lesbian, wondarian. Elegant, sweet, sensitive, and a bit dramatic. Was a circus ballerina before she became a Magi, and rebelled against her manipulative boss. Has a crush on Winona, and looks up to her. Transformation trinket is a pair of poofy scrunchies (that she uses as bracelets), her powers are music-based, and her assigned gemstone is Rose Quartz.. Weapon of choice is a pair of cheerleader pompoms.

Tech Witch Donovan: A young techie and a ninja, a B-Rank Magi. 21 years old, asexual/biromantic, asian-american. Brainy, dexterous, wise, and introverted. Has a passion for everything that combines magic with technology and can tame demons. Is actually the reincarnation of 2k12!Donatello, after April killed him in the 100th episode. Transformation trinket is a turtle-shaped brooch, his powers are ninja/tech-based, and his assigned gemstone is Spirit Quartz. Weapon of choice is a metal bo staff. His mascots are the spirits of his brothers from another timeline (basically, they are Leo, Mike and Raph that all fell into a spiral of insanity and commited seppuku after Don and Splinter were murdered).

Frost Rabbot Nia: A magical android, a S-Rank Magi. 20 years old (in human years), asexual, wondarian. Logical, curious, intelligent, and a tactical genius. She’s a wondarian project designed to be the perfect Magi. Looks up to Donovan, and thinks of him as a older brother. She consumes Earth’s sci-fi media in order to study their mistakes, and fix them. Transformation trinket is a star-shaped core in her chest, her powers are ice-based, and her assigned gemstone is Sapphire. She has no weapon of choice, because her body is a weapon (not in a creepy and de-humanizing way, I promise!)

Quirky Rebel Nova: A energetic outsider, a A-Rank Magi (later to be promoted to S-Rank due to her awesome violent ways to exterminate Incubators). 21 years old, asexual/panromantic, currently wondarian. Impulsive, persistent, captivating, and a go-getter. She is in reality Star Butterfly, but she ran away from Mewni without leaving a trace, after learning her life was a lie (in the third season episode, The Butterfly Effect); she changes her name to Nova (as in Supernova), and has traveled throughout the Multiverse, training herself to learn magic without a wand. Can transform herself without a transformation trinket, her powers are chaos/wildcard-based, and her assigned gemstone is Fluorite. Weapon of choice is a pair of magic gloves/gauntlets (after giving up her wand). Her mascot is a Sableye named Glitter.

Devilish Clover Perci: A skillful archer, a S-Rank Magi. 22 years old, pansexual/trans, british. Stylish, outspoken, dauntless, and very friendly. One of the most popular Magis, specially due to her control over dark magic. She adopts Nova as her sister, and their personalities clash quite nicely. Transformation trinket is a peridot brooch, her powers are darkness-based, and her assigned gemstone is Sugilite. Weapon of choice is a magic bow (that was previously Nova’s wand).

Milky Angel Holly: A wild angel, a B-Rank Magi. 23 years old, pansexual, american. Unruly, rebellious, lively, and brutally honest at times. Was once one of the best Magis, but a certain happening in her life made her develop trust issues, and she became a delinquent. To get her attitude adjusted, she is assigned to the RSA. She’s designed after Panty Anarchy (from P&SwG), because I shamelessly liked her and I got salty about her sudden and out-of-the-blue “death”. Transformation trinket is a pair of golden hoop earrings, her powers are angel-based, and her assigned gemstone is Angel Aura Quartz. Weapon of choice is a light-molded musket and a halo that acts like a boomerang.

Pretty Punisher Aya: A recovering survivor, a C-Rank Magi. 19 years old, lesbian, japanese. Shy, gentle, soft-spoken, and always doing her best. She’s an alternative version of Asagiri Aya (from Mahou Shoujo Site) if she ever snapped at her bullies, abusive brother and neglective parents and actually have used her magic to kill them all. She becomes part of Wondaria’s rescuing and therapy program, that helps abused earthlings and offers them a chance in becoming Magis themselves. She is later assigned to the RSA to develop her powers better in a non-violent and zero percent toxic environment. She sees Holly as her upperclassman, and wishes to be as brave as her. Transformation trinket is not actually a trinket, but rather her heart tattoo on her left wrist, her powers are healing-based, and her assigned gemstone is Ruby. Weapon of choice is a heart-shaped pistol.

Demonic Witch Ace: A ruthless hero, a S-Rank Magi. 24 years old, pansexual, japanese. Strong, ill-tempered, fiery, but becomes a total dork once you know him better. Real name is Akira, Ace is just a nickname. He’s a half-Oni, cursed to be the successor of the Devilman name, and he has trust issues thanks to that. To everyone’s surprise, Vivi actually manages to break his shell and befriend him. Transformation trinket is a spiky bracelet, his powers are demon-based, and his assigned gemstone is Obsidian. Weapon of choice is a kanabo/iron mace. His mascot is a sizeshifting kitsune named Miki (while not a pokémon, he can understands what the little fox says).

Artsy Chameleon Enzo: A quirky street artist, a B-Rank Magi. 23 years old, pansexual/trans, italian. An artistic soul, always on the move, tricky, and unable to give fucks to anyone who dares to discriminate him. He was kicked out of his house after coming out to his parents, but later became a Magi so he could leave earth to live in Wondaria. He’s best friends with Perci, who’s also pan/trans. Transformation trinket is a leaf-shaped belt buckle, his powers are art/chameleon-based, and his assigned gemstone is Opal. Weapon of choice is a pink baseball bat.

Cursed Maestro Arthur: An anxious fortune-teller, a B-Rank Magi. 23 years old, asexual/polyromantic, filipino. Jittery, cautious, but hardworking and doing his best to become brave. He is the reincarnation of Arthur Kingsmen (from Mystery Skulls Animated), after Lewis killed him. He has the Hellbent Curse, where he becomes aware of how his past life came to an end. He has a crush on Ace, and wants to be as brave as him. Transfromation trinket is a orange bead bracelet, his powers are ghost/music-based, and his assigned gemstone is Japser. Weapon of choice is a conductor baton. His mascot is a Dedenne named Peanut and a scarf named Tempo.

Soul Genie Inka: A rebellious alien, a C-Rank Magi. Older than any human, asexual/non-binary, wondarian. Curious, smart, cheeky, and always eager to learn more about Earth culture. was previously a defective Incubator, who grew tired of stealing souls and spreading despair. Kiki was the only one who believed in them, and later became a Magi when things got tough for her. Transformation trinket is a drop-shaped garnet stone on their chest, their magic is genie/chaos-based, and their assigned gemstone is Pearl. Weapon of choice is their long ponytail.

Mighty Berserker Thor: A broken god, a S-Rank Magi. 24 years old (in human years), bisexual, wondarian (previously asgardian, but Asgard is no more). Approachable, a friend to all, awkward at times, and a tad bit salty (it comes with the trauma). Has yeeted himself of his world with the power of the Infinity Stones because he grew tired of being ridiculed and dealing with a constant streak of despair and death in his life. He was taken in by the RSA, and is treated with such care (which it scared him at first after spending five years in depression), but he eventually warms up to the team and finds once again a motivation to fight and protect. Transformation trinket is his prosthetic arm, his powers are lightning/weather-based, and his assigned gemstone is Sunstone. He has no weapon of choice (as originally intended!); he’s basically a giant living taser. His mascot is a pocket-sized imp that’s actually his brother Loki (he was punished due his past transgressions, and he HATES it).

…phew…! Here it is, the entire team assembled! It was hard, but I’ve had loads of fun with it honestly! It flatters me that you were interested in my dream plot, Anon!

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kog0ruhn · 6 years ago

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Lair Review (Moons, #108830)

Beginning notes? Your lair was so hard to narrow down to six that I like. There is just a wonderful aesthetic all throughout, and I won’t lie and say that (being a bit of a TES nerd myself) I didn’t nearly pick some dragons based off of name alone. I love your use of Ayleidoon. And I just want to give a shout-out to essentially every one of your Imperials because you’re a boss at dressing what I believe is the most difficult breed to dress.

Now to the six I picked:

Konahrik was an easy selection, though I won’t lie and say it’s not because of a personal bias. Guardian dragons are the best dragon, and males typically don’t get a lot of love seeing as a lot of folks aren’t fond of their pose or find them hard to dress. And heck, they are hard to dress, which is why I’m impressed with this absolutely handsome Fire rep. Everything is just coordinated together wonderfully, from the skin you’re using to the apparel you chose for him. I’m usually not keen on using straight sets of apparel on a dragon, but the Brutal outfit looks like a whole new beast with the touches of festival apparel given to him to bring out his inherent fiery nature.

Also, while probably not intentional, I like how the skin he is wearing has areas of glow that seem to correspond with his halo and embers. It gives him a dynamic appearance that I don’t see in a lot of dragons, and was initially what made him catch my eye in your lair.

Duneripper is magical. Most of the desert-themed dragons I see on site have more of a survivalist adventurer look to them, but I don’t see a lot of survivalist nobility. His accent matches his colors and genes perfectly to a point that I almost couldn’t tell where he ended and the accent began, and I love the clever use of the seraph jewellery and light halo to enhance what his genes and accent bring to the table instead of covering it up. I honestly thought the jewellery was part of his accent at first, they match up so well. That’s to say nothing about how clever it is to “complete” the halo added by the accent, which is a really lovely touch.

Also, the shadow tertiary and secondary? What perfect choices! They complement the gold on him very well, and make him match his familiar oh-so well. And, well, can I just say I am getting some kick-ass post-apocalyptic vibes from this dude? If Xerxes and Max ever had a kid, and that kid was a dragon, it’d look exactly like Duneripper.

I already said I wasn’t a fan of straight sets of apparel, but Karan is just… wow. Despite being a XXX dragon, there’s enough variation in his genes to make him visually appealing and the color itself, umber, is one of the most underrated colors to date. It’s just so smooth and dark and velvety to look at, and with the autumny oranges added by his butterfly do well to add a lovely pop of color to him. It also goes well with the greens and grays of his apparel, since everything is otherwise so muted. Warrior he may be, he’s absolutely gorgeous and calming to look at.

Also, the headdress. The headdress looks like it’s a part of him instead of a lion skin, like he’s the big scary cat in question himself. The lighter beiges almost match the sparkles of his glimmer, and the darker bits match the fade of his wings. Everything just flows so well, making him one of the most appealing dragons in your lair.

Alasilnen. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more fitting Water dragon in my life, despite being a Lightning dragon (we’ll just ignore that). Everything about her is just so free-flowing and ethereal, from the kelpie mane to the sage attire, all of which gives her one hell of a personality just from a glance. I didn’t even have to read her bio to know she was very obviously an oracle, as everything from her apparel to her regal stance to her apparent Water affiliation screams “mystic.” It’s so hard to put into words just how pleased I am to see somebody put into pixels the aesthetic I’ve had in my head for Water dragons since the get-go, let alone using the “right” breed.

I love the “extra fins” she has in the Sylvan apparel. I love her colors and her beautiful, beautiful accent that draws the eye and helps her wisps fit in with the rest of her outfit. I love how well her kelpie mane matches her safe apparel, right down to the kelp itself matching the edges of her shawl and sash. She’s beautiful, she’s wonderful, and she’s a dragon you should be very proud of.

Satakal. Just… Satakal. There’s not much written about him aside from the fact he’s a gem trader, but I can definitely see it just by looking at him. Like Duneripper, he has a very distinct desert-dweller feel, though his choice of apparel conveys his profession perfectly. A mantle and goggles to help him brave sandstorms, or perhaps the goggles are magnifiers that allow him to inspect the integrity of his stock. The Gem Thief apparel for him to carry his wares as he travels from one prospective trade area to the next. The adorable little cornsnake travel buddy sticking out of his scarf, which is both precious and practical. Pets are good for stress, and a merchant’s life is stressful.

That’s not even getting into what an absolutely beautiful dragon he is beneath all of that. I never would have imagined that algae opal, of all colors, would look so fitting for a desert-dweller theme, and the contrast of his obsidian is to die for. Then, there’s the accent, which practically glows against that sleek backdrop of black before fading into the larger patches of opal on his wings. Just, everything about him is so perfect!

I picked her because of her name. As previously mentioned, I’m a bit of a TES geek myself. But, the more I looked at her, the more it became apparent that this is undoubtedly one of the prettiest dragons you have in your lair. She has a dark elegance and refinement about her that I’ve not seen in other dragons in a very long while and is extremely hard to place. It’s haunting and beautiful, kind of like flowers growing out of a bleached ribcage. That sounds angsty as all hell, sure, but it’s the same kind of aesthetic she gives off with her golds, her violets, her roses, and her dark past.

I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but considering the Argonian-related name she has, I’m assuming her past as an assassin is a nod to the concept of Shadowscale assassins. In which case, I 100% approve and also like the way you made her actually have shadow scales, seeing as her skin almost matches the color. And if that’s not intentional, you’re more than happy to claim it is now, haha.

#lair review #moons-fr

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clarissesink · 6 years ago

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I want an endless kiss May my whole life last and quench my desire! It boils my blood. Calm him down with your kiss, Kiss me like that! The ear closes the rumor From the world, and kiss me, my dear! Live only for me, only for my life, Only for my love! Off, rest in peace. Sleeping in calm sleep the calm nature, Or fight, from the storms prey, - Kiss Inda more! And while the mild heat I feel in my breast from your breast, Our feverish mouths unite with the same yearning, With the same fiery love! From greens to greens, The days are gone without a tale! And the nights, like the days, Without tale go, warm or cold! Rutile the sun Splendid and scorching! High above the coruscant stars, Tauxiando the wide skies, shine like diamonds! Shine in love there! Light to the light! Watch crepe night the curve of the horizon; In opal veils at dawn point In the blue skies, And Venus, like a flower, Shine, smiling, from sunset to the door, Shine on the door of the East! The darkness and the light - what does it matter? We only care about love! Raive the sun in the summer! Come the autumn! the frigid vapors of winter Told the sky! of birds and flowers Come to the station! That we care about the splendor From spring, and the firmament Clean, and the sun shining, and the snow, and the rain, and the wind? Let's kiss, my love! Let's kiss! that the sea Our kisses listening, in amazement the voice rise! And sing the sun! the bird awakens and sings! Sing the moonlight, Full of a new glow! Sing the breadth! sing the forest! And the whole nature, in a delirious party, Sing, sing this love! Tear at night, the veil Of the mists, and the wind inquires of the mountain and the valley: "Who sings like this?" And a golden star speaks From the sky To the sea, terrified: "What strange agitation is that?" And the sea sweetens the voice, and the curious star Answer it's love! And the bird, in the morning sun, Also the wing vibrating, the star that pulsates Answer when you see her fainting and afflicted: "What a kiss, sister! You could see how hot They kiss madly! " And envy us the star ... and extinguish the dormant look, Dead, dead of love! ... Your mouth says, "Come!" "Inda more!" Says mine, sobbing ... Exclaims All my body that your body calls: "Bite too!" There! bite how sweet is the pain Let me in the flesh, and the torture! Kiss more! Bite more! May I die of happiness, Dead for your love! I want an endless kiss May my whole life last and quench my desire! Boil me the blood: calm him with your kiss! Kiss me like that! The ear closes the rumor From the world, and kiss me, my dear! Live only for me, just for my life, Only for my love!

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thehierophage · 5 years ago

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Thelemic Holy Day Meditation - March 31, 2020 æ.v.

March 31, 2020 æ.v.

Dies Jovis, Sol 11° Aries, Luna 7° Cancer

An Vvi æ.n.

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

The Day of Kaph, the Day of Fortune

Hebrew Letter:

Kaph

Numerical Value as Letter:

Numerical Value as Word:

100/820 (Kaph+Peh)

Meaning:

Bent or Hollow Hand, Palm, Fist.

Thoth Card:

Fortune (Atu X)

Alternate Title:

The Wheel of Fortune, The Lord of the Forces of Life.

Image:

Correspondences:

Tree of Life Path Association:

Key 21 - Netzach to Chesed (from Sephira 7-4)

Astrological Sign:

Jupiter

Element:

Egyptian Godforms:

Amoun-Ra

Geomantic Figure:

Square and Rhombus

Gemstones:

Sapphire, Amethyst, Lapis Lazuli

Perfumes:

Ammoniacum, Golden Copal, Mace, Balm of Gilead, Saffron, Ash, all generous and expansive odors

Plants:

Hyssop, Oak, Poplar, Fig, Arnica, Cedar

Animals:

Hart, Eagle, Dolphin, Praying Mantis.

Colors:

King Scale – Violet Queen Scale – Blue Prince Scale – Rich Purple Princess Scale – Bright blue rayed yellow

The Secret Instruction of the Master:

Follow thy Fortune, careless where it lead thee! The axle moveth not: attain thou that!

Mnemonic:

Sped by its energies triune, the Wheel Of Fortune spins: its Axle's immobile.

Verse from Liber Arcanorum:

10. Now then the Father of all issued as a mighty wheel; the Sphinx, and the dog-headed god, and Typhon, were bound on his circumference.

Genius of the Home of Mercury:

Kerugnaviel

Genius of the Prison of the Qliphoth:

Kurgnasiax