#milltown

[sixcitiesofficial]

Milltown! Home of swamps, gators, factories, and people partying like its 1920. Contrary to previously stated information, it is filled with MOSQUITOS. Although misquotes are just as annoying.

Depending on who you ask, the founders of Milltown were either heretics driven out of Palandra, or the only ones who had it right about the form of their god, the Lady Architect.

The city is located, and this cannot be stressed enough, NEXT TO the swamp, not, as hateful outside propaganda insists, IN the swamp. The distinction is by and large an academic one, because the swamp problems remain.

Milltown is a center of industry and innovation, home to clever-minded engineers and fabricators who shape metal from the city's mines into strange and wonderous new gadgets, most of which even work as intended!

Once the suns have set, the city transforms, with every window lit by a party within and the clang of machines replaced by music and the sounds of dancing.

Stay tuned for next week's board, as we venture into White Mountain!

[milltownhistoricalsociety]

This Day in History: February 14, 1924

Only one woman voted in the Milltown school election on Feb. 14, 1924 — Mrs. W. Kuhlthau, Board of Education member. 🗳️ #History #Milltown

Only One Woman Votes in Milltown MILLTOWN, Feb. 14.—At the school election last night the regular candidates, George Heyl, Conrad Geer and Christian Jensen, were elected. A total of forty ballots were cast, which was just about five times as many as last year. The direct cause of this was that the borough firemen turned out almost to a man to vote for the resolution, turning over a portion of…

[wilburpan]

Mary and I had fun marching in the Milltown 4th of July parade today!

[conandaily2022]

Milltown, Indiana's Clinton Herman arrested; Nancy Herman found dead

Nancy Herman of Milltown, Whiskey Run Township, Crawford County, Indiana, United States has died. She was 43. In Milltown, Herman worked as a professional notary public and loan signing agent. She was fluent in Spanish and English. Herman and her husband Clinton James Herman, 44, have one daughter together. He attended Clare Pioneer High School  in Clare, Michigan, USA and Baker Community…

[jshatan]

Varied Viewpoints #050: Rough Housing. #postundustrial #lowellma #lowell #milltown #massachusetts #ma #newengland #newenglandphotography #ig_newengland #iphone13 #shotoniphone #iphonephotography #photoaday #photoadayfeb #photoadafebruary https://www.instagram.com/p/Co3M-iQsjNv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[timmurleyart]

The little weatherman. ❄️🦫❄️

[rhymesswith]

[waters-and-the-wilde]

the thing. about Anjimile's soothing mellifluous voice. is that he somehow manages to convince me that Ale is a level-headed young man with a reasonable amount of chill, even though i am FULLY AWARE that Ale is an absolute madlad who wants to throw down SO BAD and wants to throw down even harder with literally anyone just standing there when he cannot throw down with That Guy Specifically

[1fishindices]

I am re-listening to Lullaby to a Dying World (Part 1) and all I can think about is how Angelo is too good for Ale. Angelo is trusting and optimistic, while Ale is sarcastic and more pessimistic, which makes their characters more interesting to listen to.

This is exemplified in this episode when Ale sarcastically wishes him luck and Angelo takes it seriously.

Another example is in The Ocean Oracle (Part 1) when they were worried about the other members of the Galahad revenge squad, Angelo starts to talk about silver sand instead.

Anyway in conclusion Angleo is the best and I still miss both of them now Second Citadel is over. Thank you for reading my completely useless rant and I have now wasted a good minute of your time :)

Honourable mention from Lullaby to a Dying World:

[shoegayzebutch]

fuck this the alengelo tag on ao3 is direly lacking in modern AUs. barista one-shot coming right up

[meowzerz-art]

Angelo means so very much to me :(

bro fought against the end of the universe AND survived an 8+ year situationship

he’s better than me tbh

[sixcitiesofficial]

Aedifex / Our Lady Architect

In the beginning, the world was young and the gods had no forms, and a stone dreamed of possibility. The stone was low and humble, but it saw what it could become if shaped by strong hands and cunning minds; tall and strong, eternal and magnificent. 

And as the stone dreamed, its dreams wondered what else they could become, shaped not just from stone, but in all that the natural world had to offer. Where lightning struck sand, the dreams saw glass, and they imagined how else it could be formed. Where plants grew tall and strong, they saw flax and wondered if it could not be spun into new things. They saw the potential of the world and how it could be shaped, and the dreams begat the first humans.

With their clever hands, the humans carved the stone, and they released that which the stone had dreamed into the world. Each day the dreams marvelled at the new things that their children had wrought. But one day, the dreams woke, and heard their children crying out for their parent, and the dream imagined itself a body. 

At first, the dreams had thought their likeness would be as that of its children. But as they sought the ideal shape, they saw what their children dreamed that they could build. The dreams saw mighty spires, windows like lace cut from stone, buildings that defied the weight of stone to pierce the clouds, and they loved their children’s ambitions. They saw the minute workings of a thousand moving parts, of ores transformed into metals, of metals transformed into alloys, of alloys transformed into wonders. 

The dreams whispered the secrets of the world to their children, and as the dreams’ children built, the dreams took what the builders imagined and discarded as impossible, and the dreams built themselves a body, an ever-shifting monument to all that could not be, but someday might. Then they shaped for themselves a second body, one shaped like their children, so that they could visit their dreams, to better understand and guide them in their pursuits. 

While well-intentioned, the dreams came to quickly understand that this was, perhaps, a mistake. 

As children are wont to, the humans argued, and division grew between them. A new name was bestowed upon the dreams, and then another. The dreams had never had a name. Nor had they needed one. But now, they had two. To some of their children, the dreams were Aedifex, the great builder, the eternal cathedral, the source from which magic and inspiration sprang. To others, they were Our Lady Architect, the great planner, the eternal mother who birthed innovation and nurtured advancement. 

Their children had figured out architecture and engineering, Aedifex the Architect told themselves as they dreamed of a new concept, that of a divine headache. Eventually, they would wrap their heads around religion.

[milltownhistoricalsociety]

This Day in History: January 29th, 1921

🚨 Heroic Rescue in Milltown! 🚨 On Jan. 29, 1922, Earl D. Moore of Trenton jumped into Lawrence Brook to save two children who fell through the ice. #OTD #history #safety #3rd #NJ #help

TRENTONIAN SAVES LIVES OF 2 LITTLE FOLKS AT MILLTOWN MILLTOWN, Jan. 29. – Two foreign-born children from South Milltown miraculously escaped death by drowning yesterday afternoon about 4 o’clock in Lawrence Brook when they walked off the ice into the open water near the bridge connecting North and South Milltown. The water at this point is exceptionally deep and it is still a mystery as to how…

[vox-anglosphere]

Front elevation of Russbourough House, as drawn by Conor K Lynch.

[rita-redacted]

had a dream last night that the series that will follow up Juno Steel and Second Citadel was a crossover series where Juno, Rita, and a group of various changing characters from SC (but always Alé) we’re wandering through a Ghibli style jungle planet, Juno keeps on making references to how dangerous the jungles are and that “this place wasn’t meant to hold life” but the only things in the jungle were bugs with googly eyes.

I’m begging for Apollo to throw that dodgeball

[moondoorssqueen]

So I literally have highlighted screenshots from the script of the episode of Second Citadel where Olala & co. cross the Mirrored Plains saved to my Google drive so that I can reread Angelo’s hallucination with Alè and lose my mind whenever I want to and I’m currently thinking about Angelo building/running a daycare and/or helping/teaching in some capacity in a school