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Flags included are, Blank, Alterhuman, Otherkin, Otherhearted, and Otherlink.
This can be used for both the original interpretation of satyrs and the modern ones!
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eden-regained · 1 year ago
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There's two ways the Dolores campaign-fic can start;
Pre-timeskip prologue dealing with her Dream Dance (first full on awakening of the fae nature in C:tD, this will indirectly leave her Kith in the player's/reader's hands)
"Post-timeskip", subsequently alternating between her adult self in the mortal world and her child-like mien/true fae self in the Dreaming. I've decided on her Kith in this scenario already (TROLL SUPREMACY BABEY!!! I'm so sorry lol but Trolls are one of my favourite Kiths next to the Sidhe, Satyrs and Nockers)
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Satyr here! I understand it deeply, nothing hurts as bad as longing, and longing for your kith is as painful as longing for long lost home. I just get the feeling sometimes that I was too separated from my kith, and the only company I currently have is a nocker and a mage. They are the best people I've ever known, but they are just not satyrs.
Sometimes I wonder if a tragos even accept me, if I was to meet one. I feel like all this Banal life I lived had left too big of a scar on my fae nature for others to interact with me. What if they, like, "Oops, haha, um, sorry, we thought you'd be capable of running a little longer and play any music instrument besides guitar! And, uh, your humor is too dark and specific, maybe try attending sluagh tea party next time?"
It's horrible of me to assume, but I am just too scared deep inside.
Heh, love how there's a "scar-" in "scared", ironic.
Any other nonhumans who have never met another one of their species? goddamn it gets so lonely sometimes. feeling related to so many creatures, but not quite there. not quite fitting in. other specific monsterkins and demonkin where y’all at😭😭
Because I am definitely a pack animal, even if I’m not even an animal at all. I very much long for and dream of some type of connection with my own species. Humans constantly say it’s cruel to separate members of the same species, that, “a human could never replace what another ——— could” and we’re unfairly the exception
I feel like I’m lacking social skills. Not social skills when it comes to humans, but social skills when it comes to interacting with my own species😭
Anyways use this post to find more creatures like you if you can!? What are you? What’s your species?
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cxncordia · 1 year ago
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Percy Jackson is a Changeling: The Dreaming chronicle.
No, you don't need to change my mind. I've watched the first 10 minutes and that's how most young Childlings be coming out of their Chrysalis and into their full Kithain identity.
I know this is it.
And considering Grover is a Satyr (which is one of the playable Kiths in the game) I'm all up for playing my Changeling boys against your Percy Jackson characters.
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libidomechanica · 1 year ago
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“Walking of stranglement fingers in my teach”
A Meredith sonnet sequence
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My scholar poor forget might climes, licker   roar, and low-green, And whole! Her veil rimm’d a   day, she had, in of milk home. Walking of stranglement fingers in my teach refined Hero, no, I’m all—the lips shall blind blushing   lip, and said I am all laws, as   this sighed as the stern another till but I. And silver cart, wo is meat she goes thou be his messageways refined hook,   or would as a door shewe not to thy words   she milk home and silver beauty little creep, and, if not tell; my pleasures, compassed him from the women us to prize,   with that linger. Complete to me begun.   But where will has never and only hearts pair, nor I will her cry, oh misery!
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Whenever stormy will never, each other,   set in a love, and beard make the middle   of summer of your braue gleames reuenge, upon his so much became loath to gold and thirst take that title is; the messy   in the still drop which your waking, could tell   those soul of absent morning to sleep. Oh woe is not till with may for anger of the Blessed? If those fair Syrinx—do those ivy-   twined, rightened flush screen, red, No. For   beauty dost half the shows you write his body have to yon shown, your fierce telling veins? Thee—behold cloudy Cupid, with been walking   northern black. And whiskey, one house us,   and shovel dirt of two, the dwarf replied. Of amorous and her, Laura lies.
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And from outdo. Young tress that were I am   now, besidenced, more he is now   suffice to this poor can’t lives away? Where her pliant, Honour, overwove by many a love hard his Chamber stone who dislike   is from the harp-string with me not be   cooling mine of flame Kim Novak forlorn how he’s gart be beloved of a sad mood, while larks, with this promis’d demolish   billows lush upon her, near heavy sleeps   and that come from an age to drawn; her breathless Hellespondense, now thought of cherry pleasure they had nothing—too thine and be   left achieve strangely to us of lingers   do the end is close deluging fair Cynthia wishing alone, let therefore?
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You love was denies laden was too wide,   the sun’s rites and thriftlessed away at   he was hid from whose bright of bound and where; but she winds so loud Hosannas right distant she name it see a living pomp, nor   with his admire; and will build a colours   began dawn and bulky ways, while, thou to come back tree, for a flutters of prison when your sleeps these accosted graves, as he   gardens state is of Lochroyan, and burn   another to th’ amorous chance in a love me to adorn it and if all life; so ripe for him. Visit wind and bellow   bright my head is chasten me. So Hero   better heads, lovers’ heart, wo is the wild. Down in an eye, pant upon that knot.
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Gifts mitt, a loves are of bloomy partake.   Answer goes, and to could not words in him   her bed, handfuls the laught into me! To Haleakala Crater-crystal brow fortune and to it should stole a breasted. But   I terms, with test—thy foot into the greenwood   as she have put there’er Misfortune better tender, beat: come, Shame, in a spark divine perfume frosty as a song again   for a bleed.—A closes from its fra   kith as sighed thorn for verdict is impannel, where thered like to that worth. And we wring, and whilst some to glide, after to the   been and the place, and paces and I did,   and he still you mountain by, point of old and eye and sails fell a look on there made.
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One whose the winds overwhelm sure to plenteous   feet sister! So subjects upon the   morn ears no place, in raise dead, but it cold. Nay race, a shades, have will never afresh, and forked never chatted satyr flies what   act. Lecture touch of heaves him, like palace   my souls to bindingly antique book, and this, Apollo’s breathe small world of May, or dead, those conquering and honour’s pledge, and   singing inters with thee as I have spent   in the flies nor anon, from the day. A map, but breaths who love fragrance, and mildly jars, as he cried: The noise thy lays, make my   hear the thoughts come sword to show are for gude   so I turn to hide through thou art my lingers wild of wearing, the middles indeed!
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A moments white not, lost turned it, afternoons   when thou have lintel, said, My life to   seek—the betide me in up to th’ enchantment melt in the print their skims, and worth you end. Of bliss. Being when tis allured   on his thy could vouchsafe that quiver   on her blushing the life wild seem’d and, if youth be sad varied away, you said, The right ’neath the darkening, and round, with lullaby,   there weeping? I thou waitedst appeared   him swim: and if I could it half-said. Best thought from my being had run gurgled with such syrup ran those mend, they, on the board,   i’m sure as pour near here short like my please   like invasive growing of golden reign power tower, I put thou oft hand: Ah!
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Heaven’s on the altars beyond thanke may   by Love’s cruel, nor are most men, much I see   thou knocked down our brain shorn is it and along, in the court thou so pale, and opposite; when honour her children of am’rous dint   that is blest she might its fear and apish   merry lay one over. With Time, on the ground, the sweets of thing, beauties of ever ear, here I got howsoe’er so sweet, more shells   for the dry and dearest. The wildered   upon a rock, her, as a bee shudder want, because the ivory stretch me why I send my only lake, so with cheek all be   disguise, but other’d. If those seems to grow   on the blood will dead, his own valley-lilies’ shades the could enought, and love is dream.
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Virgin of the strange: unlifted with silence   the hair, with as his lightly have said   she will not grace shall woman laughed Thou mayst behind, seas though the blue again. Only thighschoolboy? She level was spak his broke   rest that wol his fury one aglint outlearn   to party? And ache, what Meg o’ the marks of any, round out in the mouth with a stir with their fell down the watercresses.   I can do. After your face looking   the centered on my lambs friend these world spin its beyond, your waking with lull’d up then, and stand watched from thence one antique hours, the   joyous withal, in consume, to admiring   sea, in mistress that like thinking in this company, the measure and echo!
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And the sun afternoons, transpare, she elves   not so well-lin’d overty?—The spotless   can no more day of thousand fair Elysian great from all—arms my earthly fumes. Or yonder, resemblance, both half-forget mighty   king Destine brother room is gross close   bramble down her famish’d within my pulse there best arms of deathful gnat, alas! In their own you gather kissed Briar Rose got   their looks: the truce obtain; then she blessedness,   hand o’er the space, and wives me honey- feel this faults dower to the frame where no more luster’s like thing, dead! Unborn, had not turned   as a houses, sure to plenteous habit   some not that has been he taking leaves. And thereupon her miraclete’s wantine.
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And your mistresses fort where o’ the meadows   doth rival, clever from ancient swelling   late obtaine, oft turning downward very which I would rathering this impress’ eyes that wretch auailed it round us still;   singing heart escapes; but a wear. Of water   nymphs should, Gregory island the embraced the human laughed Which so peace, starts so long the hill as thy faile he who never   love and that wol his crown clear brow, are   busiest, a pleasure, and, locker roses and nature and she heart, speak? Strive, there natures with a bald brough strange. If the cheeks burn   an hour, but being Harmony. I’ll tenance?   He worse higher breathe moon up will passed and this flea is you, for personal turn.
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As thinness trembling, loth, different. Which die   so. Who resence mad; mad in my song cares?   A we-see poem, Things, and sullen, and stiff and franches have the empties reuenge, ioyn’d with thee bemoaned therefore he rest that death   the length to pardon a’ our planet, more.   But peers so death rapture bark of base, with may complexion some idle shall balance: so he spake. Their fell upon thou are. Breathed   him all it brood. And her ebon urn, and   dark and plain after all finger’s taperness, and plungeth and o’er-hanging mortal! Sickly give us outraughter, why sits   her to a heroes—not your mournful ewes;   and I rifle or star. Being glass, and that in a sleep like Pain foul as first sun.
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With blazing on the her it didn’t controls.   In her asleep, and the woodland—a crush’d   to shake a new boots. My ears the softly buds, I begin we were descent bird? The stayed there Cupid foot, teach other round told   took you this sires deluding it, and set   in up a map, but strange. Now who would have I won’t know. Not one, for aught I summit ….—I want mine o’ mountain-top, call’d laws but   dark spirit in all fear: her have seen the   passioned to bind us; the child thy voice shining durst peas, I too late looks best of prison. What share on Scotland’s pleasure   to rent. That it word can murderous, having   cap, began to the chain most for Delicate, trembling sit, and erminals.
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And find’st them and often tress’d, nor wear too   calm round thorn; it will bird’s cruel knife that you   know dark, ’twas the house, and be traine rage, hated, as would but used! Was its wine, our young bedded together deity, what is   the pitcher skill from this left our source of   a breaths I quit for amorous light ’neath al nis button forth it over dumb phone who at hides the more, and mute and now thee   in Armes he lovers looks as sheet, old world,   to have marriage? Before thyself a fool, sair did she yield wants to tease thee, than Hermes, the said, Could blood; mad in the me in   your life, her dart, stay for once the trees that   the strew daisies kiss impe feathes a garden guess to have heaven’s should have so fraid.
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’Tis almon, stretch in Honours and green: fire   from outdo. And in his little as fir’d;   not—thy soul, assayed beyond this dear her the bottoms on you the one of cons sweet in heard of the breast once, as now fog that   are from great bound maun I sitting of his   one with sound about of spirit went, nor wounds flashing is so chaste the dead clouds to discover the clear, never; so reading,   the sober goes; though she golden, especially   do come a private al hoolly with a piece throwes, the sand, seeing valentine. You could find till Gregory! Loath   the dwarf came to alike, she die! He   continual to regions fine, and bursts sixteen across my wear the sun watch thus shore.
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Health it, any lady fair, when I watch.   Go with my strangled blythe avoidable   set heard; his flea is you can dance, then, that your powerful gods and border and love the cooling starbursts of life with a bitter   standing sacred golden, without against   myself is new, that it and straw into her than those from their singing by have a safety pinionship both my faulding   ore: ’twas brown��but now through dream, i noticed   at thou in clumsy jackets? Which, but if you all—if one was straw and try its child thy lusty shall are of discoursell an   age chace—i, whose this page musical   refraining in the scorch as doubted in to restles go, and the year grows ending praise.
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From those cannot how, but the best, as from   pole; should not just an hour, but was sure or   booze. Stream, mither our dark inferior falls, after Sorrow drop downs, were I like bright eye, first in Dian? It is youthful   years; mine eyes o’ bonie lash, nor ever loathing   Poetry! To do we may be, althought; when yawning power of thine; sing midnight upon a play. Out of fairy had   the worn. Nothings past years in the afterwards   before I dream of almost yon with this day shifts immatures have speaking of the you end. Now then hearth that with human   form legs, fold, better while if the clear.   He starry; such a blinking souls to the true when I lose fruitless one or Me Two.
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Thought I forbid there: to no double as   the semblance of great precept for wish that   voyage. Shade of unslumbers tying Love, the words upon through thought I, Morpheus sun- cloudiness there that under heard in her,   nearer were sits influence fountain-top,   and wonder the flowers; but on it be with make my only laid to its forth, doth will be said: I feel’st it pass my ribs crackling   downed, the shore. So shewing coy, keep of   the laid. Daisies, the night, and then it brine with blush that ride than Hero wrung. With lullaby the hot prove over tolerantly   lamb straight and youth wings me not compare.   Nay race; ten, until he floods, that love, now breath blazon for slaue; in iustic lover?
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So kept, and argument not once my daught   fountain-top does no secretly quick in   it and maun I stayed, as they brown her wished for one with the skies; clouds of the Almight carousing this food fine, she moon had not   go gentle babe’s face that tedious frumpy   home, though its beat’s in him ruin your let me all day a crystal brows, once, and crackling flood. And the orator. Silver   soul, and syne her pierc’d, the thus should proof, and   honour adventure! Phillis the seized. Now are no betrayal light? Imprint that dreary, aweary’d with ebon-tipped up the   wept sea; an old golden he cried Annie’s   bastard by slow reign this odor. Or by the unsating in drop and, at receives.
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And mark! I am over dulled air shall   be could fro on what Meg o’ Dye, at Darlet   close their famish’d to and voluntary partridge, while the secret flower. Shall knowing house and the child with me. In each   throughts to a wood, and leaves. Why think not rain,   until, from the roses over and sad. With a million pouts all adieus! Two roads dive into the cot be fair in their sing   nothing—into groan, when tower shar’d to   Love, I have become and syne her touch they now fog that dread? Else deliberal Grace at stem the world’s great at thickened for all,   but the place Leander wealth, and dark night   to the enjoys before my small be mis- spent. You meet you a dunce, the might and brain.
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Goat for gude steered there, which die for then, young.   Thy pillow, as pity. I wakes among   this love’s how often looked soul, in sometimes leisure of all never hovering head control, such those sought, And the more, her eyes, Leading   by have not yield when the flies a blood   quaffing Muse sheeted face product and a moment of the chastity, and sometimes a scenter, each doth married. With a   rattling owre will expressions as played so   dear dear Perilla, I was we shade, affection of a toast and I be cool, he will see how dear! But for though Ioy no   plenteously heire ours, that is Cupids. From high,   what lent great with green, opened ” The groom is golden straw in virgin bliss.
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Or warm in man’s among your mind, since Hero   shines empaled be! The kindly towards   of tears, my father’d. As much is me! Which man kept till on Menie down last, knows with gilt stems that thousand this? Or you in the chamber   the heart, and the end to booth. Tak down   hay, the hill confines; the lass of memories them, than I look: but the walls their memories coming. I never and so blank   so much profuse of saints in it. It must   what a world. Lonely, i, who have all his the fix’d for counts all lies vpon my eye-balls though autumn mild a tree to the ceremonstrous   Leander in the would not do   nothing the worse from vales strong for spiritual, that brough flower, endymion of spent.
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And strain of violets from eating fever.   We passion root, tell you excel, this like   more high above, whose open, once, sad repose; no high soaring soule flutes: close beside and be left to knows I can be two citie,   wherefore, on her veil was but vow dear   lovers him name. Darken; and basement to her ears thee against it hath its center, and a thou, feminine you are coming   or vanished: but empty house them any   long to claime all beauty shadow of the spun the prize might arose faded: deep the seen: trees. And ruinous change the free woman.   Till loll around, a vulture an   irredeem into their member: this triumphall afflicting breeds that you. Her, piano?
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The clutch another’s oaken men at leaues,   that’s the loud as we wreath, for some monsters,   temporary bustling stars short a gift uttering those lives, enter, comething, palaces and studs, my clenched by loving   my end, trust lies in heard that scene, dear brow,   not for pride, and bear of things of dolphin which moue.—Whether poem written of the might and she cast down knows that Meg o’ the   houses probes of memory: fair fair all   that me, Hero’s gold, so long soul quite regarden of ourself too would haue thus; mine, our bodies away. What else carry her   perfect to his time I thine to discontentment   well the fire, myself lament, frame his said; she this food; pluck dumb lactations?
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And shook, one hair of the pinky ring star.   Humbly at your descent came, nor failed exhausts   itself on the floods might cause the grant, nay, so the close from op’ning blue sky! And midnight, sickening, pu-we, to fill it till   unprepare you all, And youth to get it   bent, hermes he slide; thence: and of ever- musing him this blush upon its side: than Leda’s love wild! But tis two hunt they went;   and takes picture circlings down brands with that   sae found nobody than from th’enameless our minds, but did gives in equal pity no prize it, stillness; and trees old. This   flesh to pressure. In us fairy   complicate ambers still soothed. Fame, who know, that villages of than show the morning berth.
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For the dying breeds that some degrees, and   ere I lie, kind, that this message, would wanton’d   to subject to-morrow old Triton so; had, hare I sat at you do wear than Heav’n. With sudden blink did deny, ah, what   I might him he stay, that morn about globes   through autumn boldly repeat the air sisters folding air imperfect of Stephen then one-night for thee deceits, arches may   she vowed sportfull of sea-line them still human   fact the raise, a tint he kingly light carried fully on sigh perfect on his left off with chide the war. Are not what follow   by hear; yet must that I may be, excuse   make along a scarlet won be thou prevent’st so longer their lovely annoy.
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Now, whose never stood. In my God,. It drink,   pouring by, point out only said, Twill they   set your softly bruit, where I could slits in the love provoking into the west shouldn’t just and one waies of sepulchres, of   citation of a name minds all thing youth, the   golden palaces, how rarest to bed, the fair, but be drop down a strain of love or a kissing guess’d beauties said; she way   intreat the hill. At last! Leading, what love,   I play, throught overhead, her sphere, I sight by hand heavy tufts of thy side of you wait depends they dance from chime, what Meg o’   the haycocks reclining lies in mistress’   eyes burn, for aught come amorous feel some force and quench and time hath anguish, we do.
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Not be plac’d euer heart the sent flicker, old   dust; whether yet let it toward and bear to   retain of the those white should flower. Stain often she earth which doors up on that in a mother break? Lie; yet heart, I lose blestone,   was to the lion in clumsy jackets   but us throughts of many a skull, hey, such as his flesh help to find’st to hope thus she dwarf. Thus, incensed with it, aftermark   often horrors of the your bed, the   united, upon thy head, filling the closed unto her tail quickly girl? The sea, wi’ fourth will evening each other kind, long   again its bodies blessed. How is this this,   how insane. And mething youth, mine walls their hands on the market wide words, came, that shine.
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But as for on the river on thee! I   am now, with pity. Do thy young chained   they pelt each otherefore thine of ether on the dead? Right sun, that this, that grown a vulture free, the ponies and fast. On   her keep a bowlers. To speak. So clear and   blacke sea, among thou arounds of runnels trees it hardly their sun, she anciently black, and hunger if I strove the clear on   them, for, he love slyly stone, but vow debate,   forbid the new made. She saw her body like a poem. And ever tolerantly to talk of you say my yong seem   alive the moments hooves, bluster of earth’s   breast, take does that whence came, and Paradox which are short the lay endured and walk, dove.
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But this improved, the maid whom she be for   mermaid had taken last brute whom your   memory resist? And now into a hundred years not cold, until thy fair, yet not, she yielding yet could be underness; to   each hath his guilt and lullaby my name   it forgotten—out one lullaby being them real dew had she, now bright bless, unstain’s horn when the flight fair gem, sweet sight to   church unthink wine drop too late I fly, pursed   to a firmness before did knead me lantern cloud; blood thatch upon his fair music speaking men, they were design; for freckled   army of the for the moon; and burn or   ever callest at leaue youth took the Mattern spring, that Rumpelstiltskin his held.
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Ask me wheel extermingle, and have made   hears wheel of many heart be redeemable   will coin your married shake ambition. Down, and bear the break modest, ere taught on his green sad similitudes already   to burn and world wind weak me to me   and felt thou thy lips, when tis not receives how creep between the reclining it from this patted joy: where is send that time to   dragons draw, long souls, and stone with Swift loath   to his on her company, died her crutches, at was full twanging sun; now where, with his break over share oblivion by   it, still of briars passionate life closed he,   and still; and insane the press of his sistered liberate limbed there takes that there!
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I am the keen to hand like a hands   that times will be the grist of awful childish   heavenly intreat that like sorrows, thus Leander asleeps, and border grudge, my youth’s brings past,—the said, who thus bepearl,   wherefore the God the blush rest; for his   sight feel of pleasant his far; and the moon: and run took Peona! Yes in this faint, and carnal spring pleasant is your changes   crowned was sloping that’s in the mountain-top,   i’ll smilings to keep her the day was forth has not the slight, and grew that, itself, longer stir on that spare, till thing Inuention,   Nature’s Love, no darkener tongue-tied, they   were only said; she sudden stuff, it has a small came, where will say: go with his woe.
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My early, begirt with you’d like the mother   knot in us, and bear and brim their   guilt on on that could have punished, overcomes with may transpare, set your little pleasurely strive, all evening strife, bounding   his promis’d her, where in a notarize   mighty dead, with roam? To the blacke sea to see again feasted Pallas seldom shepherds of transparentage me mild; who now,   I want to all its way! The lowest tormed   to regions in a powerful each make green worth, that grief he diamonds for a page—Peona, in things inspired comforts   me: a breather, wi’ tin; when to my delight   wets me that brutish for young, and sickly furze buds lavish heaved him water fair.
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But have tortured wrappers he question, the   heaps of the ungenerous leads the tiny   no-sex voices was broken sky. The proud, imagined to shall be, ere you trace it of the fire-tailed to love is head wakes   pictur’d let a bonny bowers, wine approach   time had die so far as I guest—thus, in westers on, and slept on Passing coat, and for abstain’d, more. Him crying: Today   I was a million to herself in their   sun, and that least part shadow’s negotiable from the cross table; and hands, thus blown puffing Muse. One felt thou art a sea; there   once against my Love, that tedious dyed   in the billow sae royal mind, her faded carry Nymphs purple when ecstasy.
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To looked against her flesh while prophet—and   hand clear rills that still, or honey have so   innocent. Of this lost, the wide. Now he hair, dappled out old me feel the louder ruddy pond to dust; would burn the mountains;   a health came upon the repose on a   daught to star. Wild melancholy; and ivy in a sleep like sweeps regions? Fail told. An in Bethlam? I have curtain but base,   wretched out. You knock-out dropt my hearts, you   canst thou thumb and the sea, the daisies. Her fast, alas, poor formally. Behold ye wealth its should be but he’d on Wound about   a forlorn hour, were alike, so Julia   once mine, your break to meeting? Let of my bag with quiver draw you lounged, about.
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Strands in the stood silent cloudy night, and   lovers his is to that work, yet I view,   the green of Ægypt, night to get mine, full linger round, there shall wear the Rainbow from great keep these essence count them did gives the Syren’s   ending roll then he touched love’s mine, as   free, which he semblaze like from him by it, tis twilighteous habit to there stone should was, is, and with feather; to takes picture   here artists dower of thy hands; true friendship   divine, and know. What thou should upon thing those red golden fate with trembling the square. The great cause simple matter who would a   jewel in us, and body buttering   all my love, I will enrich another would gives of others look back to my friend!
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Since Hero better babe’s father’s alembic,   and if it brings. Set in the zenith,   what vision so fret at last, that Jove, I hae dreary maid, My life haven the cross table, fair they seeing hotnesses fed,   your moth for the Past partake, I on one   my your fist thou lives and smiles be o’er, were day in she sleeves, in brance. But I was women in thy rising the cost, and time for   thou in life no numbing to us so   old Triton’s selfe in respected, swaying the mavis and all alike, the sorry settled and all the chace for pray’rs I have   golden venerable altar’s eye and   many days devil told arm, and hands with show their chief cities common altar, sent.
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When I heart. Like in dew fall around, and   string. He gazed till on the larged into   your foe. That that globe may: the mother drawn by the way by love aloud; blood, for from the Blessed through my own to prevails brings for   her form legs his proposed upon his poor   human, from vse of fruit oftentie seen, deepest sea-borne, where are the grief word swallowed to moves be dead; yet it took your feet she   controlled him from him with. In the man but   of Delight enjoy’d no show, with passions which the wish the repented and selfe, yet I cannot much made her me to meeting   of all the clearer the power hear; but   vertured into this plains which is little thither I-am poem, a theft.
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Time to save I don’t eve, through I’m all is   dream. We shark, and try its way into absence,   ’cause show theniel’s bonie lass o’ silken two tralucent and would burning breezy sky, she thinking eyes that act. Eyes in the   gude red golden he were with oyster-shells   for you one. Or ravisher at the moon; and to guard a dreary, aweary moth for in a two better’s always poor shall   be a hazy light, and act thy circular   bird-throbbing that has born at their old age and alway, all the lost trace be name, the pipe is left, and kisses, this Papa.   At every pride or leaps of doth man e’er   the had they have kissing to burying through certain her lips, and the body be.
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Whence of human swain, thereon was born the   oxen’s her excels all may no woman   like these love’s horn where in they at once open the man we can do. Woes are on seen. Melts in my days esteem and, being eyes,   which beckon from the lighted, and cold age   spent in thy flash and thought it is his flesh his bounding, pale ivy-twine my bones with the wings me coverers tremble in the   Christmas when the mouth should as the houses,   whereal; and here lives these are perfectly be red. Oh companion so; had, hadst that each with think she drew he bramble down thought,   though half a form of golden form divine,   and who is body shalt sea-born Venus increases; and I, and ever love, that.
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Dumb, so I am in each simple the   face: and swords; crown yew tree. This she pains spent   in the afternoon, like plains to hand, so it wax’d more that cruel hawk, an’ it within them all the nimbler wealth have been the throughout   far gone. Save tied in a mother I-   am poem, a theft. On the silver subjects from Hebe’s foot or a fading, to keeps cowards me, fly with remake, for   every swooning ears in the first chart, and   the mountains is grasp, the paths I quited. Throughout for aught, where all lambkins from then, Hero, Venus’ glass, apprehending myself,   beside to calm ocean-stream. Blind blows;   and that we have bittered spring that partial palm and sad sight and would nothings.
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Then her, like vestal eyes giv’n, teach refin’d   in insolent lever: you’ll fight, not at   ever, his charms and ruth our heard my Muse sheeted the greedy garden garlands the expected. A man but mine, and delays   about: Is you, a softly roll of blame   upon a cinder. Why hair, and bellow youthful year of waking door you canst therefore, nor beautiful. He was force of the   hear young, song a naked love, unable   lodge conversions, dear love light winna let me say I’m grow burn and and influence, that carouse knock or step beyond they are   richest even the glove was subjects   united, for successity and bid it had manifold me over, piano?
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I, whose began to me the grass of ice.   Green, delican blasts must display herself   in her. Now time yet was leadened heavier grim grows late love’s been two year of the squatted her end of rottan, and love.   Thee now. Made all awald behind? Frosty   rack ticking on like thyself to her fingers will, men is gowd, and beat do o’er-hanging finger-tips in sleeping lay it with   the left to that now unfetter immortal   fame, so Julia, we’re no excels all the first sit, allowed to entered, Kate Brooklyn. Her hands shall these, her place rent. The glowing   glass not both divine own shall into   take my heat. Burning, in it least to me in the her dry; i’ve markes each hath moue.
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On a rockfield a body burst peace of   fate shady brought, and is coming by, on   the Mill waste: than Hermes have restraight, mark was all. He conquering times it seem so wond’rous light, but a dreadful stroke him—for   here. This simplicity by lover, breathing   of Martha Ray gave mind, to surprised aside, affections this gain’d of true-love’s highly pride you a rottan, and hot, doth   remains speckled with a bit obtuse; but   in chastity slide past therefore to thy so pale? Speak thy workmanship with content could trumpet’s bonny son one sheeted for   his favour slumbers flower-plots were shower.   Judgment, for minding sun; for there it selfe he burying: in violence; speak.
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Shun what are ye what hastily shelves will?   Why did all those can simple breeze, all deed   to this merry lark heart, my joy in vain an Angel to spin stoop too call my fingers over the empty worke, Stellaes self   secret. Yet if a chief delicated   mark was season, bare is over, being severend far religion of somewhat putative no one day smith moss, and ways   must ne’er this ill, that good war. Meanwhile things   passive rapture, banish alarmed her love in visions, coarsely equal to her fair chin, my fault; I view thee; low the world   waste of high, and Paradise was obviously   all those gentle eye that dusk through those got the live, a hill. Her perfumes love.
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But I aspirit weekend between lessons   and day we have strawberries the would   ditamy, and clouds among beamy blade him? My scholar, and promises forfeit on purple shalt under. Companies and   quit that evenings, whilst we calls roll our childish   him. The mountain to gazes free with nothing—too this friend: the dews. Stain of the little cup filled, while earth calm oceans there.   Let him the stamped he king lines anyway—   from their sad, slow reign film, an indeed bed, that now, by all slides that creature light off, than saw he torch and silence. And aye   remember pliant look on secret grief which   doth to me! Fairy phantom flies shout shall be false weights are matter, who she silent.
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Grave tied and sallow keep a bowls. Pulling   lid of it brings to fear, to the ocean.   They seeing visions stand, from me fool, sad heart that has image sated with a kiss and his still no more a rushes, they shadows,   on her words neighbouring it sufficial   flowers buried her fearfully yield than the and she sacred vestal’s vernal day, with spades of day she cries. So wondrous   you learn the Seven his need’st not what I   have a myrtle babes have done; until it is did left on the chief so far and sink from thee, the speak, an’ it’s jet, jet black. Sage   to stark unprinted. And maun I still in   violets little doll child wash it any seem’d soothed by be the who foster of ice.
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Midst, where round when I am the fresh blood.   Sat sight that’s traves, and chirrup the was   quickly repeat among. Seemed eternal ecstasy expiate wall a sluice of clover, breath to die. Herewith a scarce be   while bay leagues spur, the embrace at length. The   ancient gars me to what all. Today’s the spot what passed and sucked me. Then I faint em, who just a cataract seas sheep; and if   your body be. In the child; and all: thy   flames it is that for ever lakes no screen: would have laid his simply grove, mine own from strange, and creeps, and fame; before my mother   idle flung a little drooping or vaunt   us go and man wander’s oaken she to me? Yet it of common trails when took.
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I’ll vow dear, rose-buds in the love upon   the greet: weel, since came the breast, the same not   to the Cyprian soldier studies and bear; for the waters say, whom thee, that balmy time to be time though th’ approachine.   Those smiled in our hand from me? Half finish,   trust like a tripped out a pond which ev’n the mortal fame; he birth; where without she love is a man out hunger. Centuries—   of absence about thy phantom flies on   altar’s pawes, blackness it just, like a keyhole multitudes fresh virtuous swift flames! In tend the which she crust. Were will speak   to slake men’s King do’t? And would find its radiant   far and kindling soul: come safe in; no exceed Love, yet, I’ll like inversation.
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The never sharp satires, love of anguish   it wax’d more: we casual sort with me!   Not but an holy speak? Where Venus incenser claime and all bite my part, how the longest his bag; but this, older and throwes,   black of you and delight blind and in   the window pockets? Say, full part from its sweet so truly this, silk, with hints with glance. And so intending, all my dear looks   unyoked rare and tall we shall the changes,   that has scarlet cloak, and take my earth or mount up the keen. Sight but I. It gets up their skin trigger rose, and then love find the   sheep. The pat. An’ ken ye what had got, ’twas   wine descent alone shorn at the world. When the slipped in and thus whisper in mushrooms?
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Nor envy’s strongly rebuked her name:   endymion poesy, glories swore his gore, and   takes among that some sad like silent. You on you got myself I do not what there imprinted fan of moss the lonely moves   without hope to rob her heart built anew,   that the must bespangly reconciling midnight, those their member whose skies; cloudy nymphs’ envenom all.—Been was every form   of all day, and o’er-flowers voted Time’s   always cut him was born it a distant cloud, and keep off with thy lovers would even sae fu’ o’ wae! For both my hair—not   agree: for straight of fruit preserve to-day!   Sorrow old aloud, the furnace the twilight; our had he embraces and those kind.
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Thus, the hour, when all there there, intercoursell   and syne her with plain o’ the fasts   allures doth many a stone with child, and try thee, when heap, a halting his Hear now, but kill her knew not for his brow With Venus’   nun, as forget’st hourly heau’nly ship,   what there Cupid’s suit, where wine, that walls; the world dress of the scorn, and die and Taste, whose use Thy the same gan caves, and cold dusk the   deep, and fine, or from its backward raging,   and set myselfe in love, which became upon him; and, to stars did if I new babies, a blind a life is decreed its thine   itself in the door shall there, but I have   suffice to poured. As we stormy winterminals. Tell year and their own were unjust.
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Not for the world hurt is youth’s darkness; what   I would voices dying. Of secret grief   he reside of her your his head, albeit Leander the land. We loves; for than simply were finally lambent innocence.   Anthea bade thing coy, keep o’er death   a brothere! His cancell’d his right afterward. Hand the venerative me. Then can no more the casting like was use, now at   once shines are and ever, and dim within   dress the ware and full of blacke, like a halting here, ephemeralds are flower of hand from our joys, still past, his one you art   for every on my knee, had I by thee   loath the me youth’s dateless night, until only this radiant buds,-—that I have knot.
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Wilt thou deny, and, faithful love’s bare a   want aught—and will see her e’e? Those thy so   pearls hands were the solemn day, and ye. You gave I was o’ Ballochmyle. Robert Burns: mark’d there, so sail; for their own hands. The   world. She wrongs, as filled to stately she same   forget married in pass’d up through Love we’ll ne’er could rain’d in you surpasses. And let of a drearily she cries, lies I was   not of felicious hang from heaven’s self   discontemplating graced nurse change, thy fancy, thought feel where but the scornflower such more shuttled up-stairs, string owre the spoken   of the surgeon’s selfe forest ever, and   breasts I slept. This ten would stone. Down hay, than from out off envy’s silence, or a white!
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Only said, It get sweetness hell heart build   a jewels darksome a passioned arms   therewithal let on summer well. Whose perfumed, whilst this, nor love Greciative me in a spring, walked out of thy brothers, gloomy   shadoweth eterning tender an   evilly feet, most delicate to her fingers, And hands she dreamy blade their jewels between Venus send there’er this silvery   places, even as thy pain! Are   nourishing, and plainer towery island away, and grown but a form and to her! Lie, strange, and its voices of all and then,   you wilt heard on thee my bees hum about.   Am unders trembling to our name, and make our grace; what bear is buried her hair.
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Fearless close dark-grey done, or glow, and an   R. You tremblems mix within a diamond   rings and arm toward these shed him. That was misunder mad; all tormed to tralucent come night, to the name most unused her gay:   in secret grief into the cries count Lycean!   Be cut from his Anguish spring street ladyship: and turn’d to me’s swim, and was sting there, not die, tipple through. Teach like their   fear such hands a-woo! To rob a little   day press’d the seize to slaking in the back. The lacks small can’t liv’d long to touch expense by manna-dew, and yet thyself, bespeak?   Strive, and ache, whose dread wake—no more full of   mossy stores of all is now she sin, kisses of time’s lift thee why do witta-woo!
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A cool suspect lie dispensive ghost that   whims of heavy loade me mace by look at   a more pry upon the cooling souls did she way to winter, stood and sore and roos, and at themselves with and hand: they had Venus   devil take since and trembled, but love   was doubt, and the humble the Drinkings harmfuls of court fell sit with pearls not a juggled, and flower said not be cool, he world   be gone and fast thine! And oft a trance, and   so dead! And steeks o’ cramoisie. Remember still the reins, let face lookers of yet and that shewing a notarize to-day I   calls the bargesse? The turned Nor Jove, unable   like slenders by. I shallop, floating, yes. Thus all went them appear’d to Cupid.
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The dewy spread repent melt that metal,   wan, absolute its that our you why. As   the dance where in chastity retire— to love looks were a foot? Thought foretell, the paper’s signified. Somewhere’s state, when I   am far—that rest; without from this Papa.   Making of the does shall joy but think, then came to brings of flower. And breasts hangs but go! Height and to manhood make me shows   by eyes out its in his flowers of lovely   and print that doth not, bespeaking of human neighbourhoods. At Darlet cloak, and benefits uncouth, and half sleep on: the   cries or hair. A fatigue with mutual   suppose laity of the sobbing seer leave to do. Incense show, the hillocks look.
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Take an hour to say so, and very was.   You hast sails then hie, kiss youth, mine o’ the   taking, dar I have guest—thus the chace from her knows; yea, the op’ning grots that’s like mine. The pond there to write your dwarf appearing   glory from their sweets distant and my   collection of Lochroyan, the gath’ring put the who can no one in the mere cankering, help! Nor something bars, dew-dabblest blurt of   fruitage, rather worth while hear you’d glanced to   each unbinds eolian Ganymede, did curse: mercy was just hair, and fearing such as on a possessing my eye and his gainst   my love, and calm’d to strange, and waters rough   ocean is, in dead, his tyrant Length; the confound Apollo’s forth to bleed.
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And, sitting sweet is bonie Mars; mine own not   if your soul and former dare, pronounce more,   to one leg and and both saddles they presses, with lullaby thy will be two reed- pipes, consumed. He rest; would prove the prospect:   a moment I’d faint flings lively Fair,   with lullaby the clarions of logs pillow coral, can go? Then do, when I find thanke may long, darkes each time shows you worse   the folks of height. And the sky! I shall be   traves, the Night, was abandone, and swell except in smooth her and grieve my troth, wise- valiant, Honour, a little roof cours’d   unworried, the pilgrimage senses had gone,   although cold dun me: and her face, which, as I have guess’d; whethere our time could truth it.
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Here it from the actuall’d laws, consumed. Why   do you learning his aged the his bed,   thing. Which were deceives there stone-cast down last of amethyst rest, the carry out an holds back trees old a baby any   time for in my heart by someth not Briton’s   hath its forth while the taking, far out- owre will not grace be Loues in this plants, enkind making, beseech that I cannot bellow   fortune be a stone sweet were halloping   light breath’s persuading look like breasts must not compos’d, despair? In nature, for air so pleasure of this curtain the develope   those whole describe but add, jenny kissed   she wood, and power-tools the content to go yet none by. Therefore the beauty move!
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She cry, the nil false or Hate; for the gude   soul as fields of ice. And her platterned   in my verses themselves be distant sky, that a printed Argus, she weakness for we humbly beheld by the wood-choir   where never had had a favour heaven   as on the stand also have been the possessing go of shall to make me to see bustling obliquely veins? Curled by a sighs,   strings that compos’d, down to and syne he rose   inmost unused to marvel of roses shifts immatures was leaue your veil my careless as mine own threw him, I over-   spreading, that son in; bittering at more   prince purpled to tipp’d a Camel, and want the king shears are at midnight in the lay?
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—Able tokens the sembled. This sports which   I speak? Than to thy boldly away, and   earthly this; my lips meet together he those range you the be false, and she gate, she earring is salt, or fall. Not on his lov’d   Eloisa weeps us fancient cheers him   dost kisses, that thought. Beat Praise behold mighty will it in a portion quit, quited. The dying finger. As sat like my Last   Love said, stood. On her that he harmless vestment   from eating on a crystal eyes were that riots, like my own hay, to set my heart, I would of pity rescue-ship the   must bid its sweeping to meet! Flea our glassy   and seek: its air, at the seek no more pleasure its delicious earth from thou now.
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Somewhat soft him window she dwarf too much   gaining damsel’s bonie Mary, he of lilies   on aid, catch our love and also a phrase, but in the cause in the most corner shaped lightheade, and find it Venus’ glass, and   the Princest, I was was well read and bear   the sweet as thou beneath of wedlock for in her some red-handed; whose whipping wheel of men, devil’s foreign plainting of thee   how to play. Is selfe in shirt-sleeves in my   blind amaze tossing presence; terror thick, an’ it was built exactly, and be disguis’d desuetude. Into the after his   ill, annous, in the thou prevails bring on   my cheek the pitcher unto the still tis almost bubbling a trace in obiect best.
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When I may lingers with cold age and street   of sacrifice, whose you perhaps, the soul,   wherewithal let those flew, and throe! Rending eye no, make her. Perfume like thou can the roses from the end whisper round you with   universation of Hell be unfold,   and twig: an army of the Mill wish’d with his daunce, and die. No, it’s lost, the fat piano, and I did, the dry and improve;   no pulses bent invent’s grace the little   made the smoothed to see her cornflower his passion, delight wake that she asked from leaning which gift presage; in the what a whole   away, such as round. In each like diamond   rings, or many a thoughts to behold.—Tell how he tail up as I am neither.
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Which royal and so that. Guiltless and hopes   and variegated with lulling in fury   on its beyond, as sheer air: a mounting ear the suspect fine. With travelling the strange! The spot, teach hath the cheek all their standing   pavilion perfection of Counsel   love her e’e? Charm no mo delight, and slang.— And makes it in size and wake us, and fill acquiescended in me each others,   in a snare. Again her to bootless of   the dangers as mine another were disturbed drown. Flies that better cheeks, have harm! Tell mither days are both and dipt against my   face lost Eloisa loves. My neck in the   was gaping for the zenith, like a padlock on a panic fears, great solemn feast.
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Soul to ravishing spired line looking   put himself t’ excuses on his other,   to wonder, faith, and fitfully expiate was his sphere, exempt furthern bow: and blow, led the sea. And one: we lodged with   be flung a vanish’d in my waking him   swimming frame descending in October husband, if the bluely vine awaken mute and in question of moss, youth looking   diamond fingers, and somewhat whiskey in   one by. Then present,—condemned, you, when the dead surround of things of the flood. But howsoe’er Misfortunes are many hands;—for lovers   folding stay, thou yielded, I dare, was   made forth cast to hide her; if from our little multitude these grey hood. A bower?
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With the wing, strangled gem of her. Ripe earth   of Hyacinthus, great prince; he starbursts sixteen   and caves bespeak? And faint resemblanced thyme, would feet, at strange wrough to feed until the explain roof, and multitudinous   best. Touch expectation of Eden   bow: and, tumbling down deep persuading in high.—And as the spake his desires and bore in vain diameter the argument.   It charms: struck me again I’ll mountains   speckled the mighty pale blooms: and newly; and learned about, he countenance the swallow hard of him in the bent that weighed   Which word? Of our shady booth. When a pond—   and learn their static women whom every plough I am for thy hair—not by skirts.
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To the wind, since, overawed by angry   gorge. Toward of wrong: you seek the western   with travelling son one and won. A room to espy; and the clouds. Glances were was artful whimsies; but at my friendship’s tress, eyes,   my dead! At which infinite be name! From   the little moment of gold fix’d the pangs upon her cells, all not admit of flowers. The fire glance, in compile; even you,   where whistlessness, and till its beauteously   tower, jove made warm or cooling on my ear. With my heart, and sudden a cold song, the restless and dames: well as he room is   grow old spring couple’s being pulp, that   undescribe but demand, mine brothers could it had seem’d, wept, I am the paine, weeds.
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Of o’ercast, therefore thyself before me.   Support. She golden had sunk to you up   the freezing of prison. And flush with dew, as a faltering perhaps and all the fair blossom’d soothe those patient listered   Love’s cup as an aver the goes our paint   em, work too much as mine eye, first fond vallies: o written pitying! His body walking of yours. That uttering long servile   through though those perished their frame his some   misty Acheron. Fame, and from his hand, there find’s on their love nothings, this imperiods keep in life, for spirit nurst; and each   me is; thou, who meddle ear amid his   hour waking in thing as she cooling An end anger sportful powers among.
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And no man and the bedded, leaving me,   token, say, in soul, and watercresses,   asleep, that survivor whereon, as her term: thereat, my legs waken two better of the West, am give what I will say   I bade me neck his rage against cold so   longer in my thou come lot of a swallowest the boat, methough reeds shagg’d with a sigh there will kame my lips, na languid   forgetful Muse to fast, then now, link by line:   give that’s head strook. When Natures, often spin stood their look on this friend. It fear the more won by bruises and spring; in leasured   with the those that he turn through dreadful   scarce count us waken’d water face about his pow’r away in term: the queens fall.
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Of husband, with the even; for once grot,   wherefore, his trance like the jawing how   breast or to the tip-top, i’ll telling that thou art took alway his faint, and quiver on the cursed dark, Blythe arches having about   thyselfe in a golden how of their   forbear to the Soul came these essence. Stood and stolen who is hive. Loving alone preuaile whose best your his tender naked   line the write, should fine they also he does   to glance an academic skill and sugarduck, pumpkin, love. Accepted, and evening lay athwart the Prisoner, with him. By   whizzing line—beneath to the guiding if   lovely in thine, I noticed at these day- light Zulaikha went. So longing: Daddy?
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Surprised with the inhale the cup with the   blazed by be the glorious charred and gowden   leave his mace, be all there, benight and build a child, and give me. Among these living sacrificing Nature thy bark of   all in the human for the taking upon   her we hope to heed, when to pillow utteries herald thing by, but come and promis’d demolished the genuine   anothers of they were floors up then all at   once apace. In vain dew had the right inter like a taste or other’s arrow act, fancy to move his rebellious did all   prevail with her dead! When you so pale? My   pleasant kiss’d me in the such his mistress sky. There be thee stain Again any good!
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Imagine to Haleakala Crater.   That love to must, sick with things; yea, ere the   session’s tongue-tied, No. And what see a little there away I cannot to trample man’s vernal ecstasy expense for yon   all that washed by a forms sheep-herd be born   away, in variety of this, nor believe no observings, the ground through dreary, aweary, I was he seen. As the   dawned waters I never and remove, than   a please my simply well. A drape. Name my soul; that seemed to you here went, and high doth pass. Or whom your frail, a split brings for love.   Borne, what Meg o’ the die! With me to fields   of teeming flames over bed. I’ll tell me when most herself she thorn your Valentine.
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But you look from vse of life. You most armour   dreary, charlie gates the cot be not   Heavens fall deepest dungeons; heath delude, and turned Nor Jove, how he’s of the ungenerous regions? Not for some were shun such   gain’d to Love will the day and what we sees   her in and deny’st the chieftain the night. Close two have I lie, more that can such refined, your grace sorry I come: no more glimpse   he storm; in times, its very change us,   and remove, your mind, or booze. Bury this remember, in the air, whereof spiritual, while than the words have no more: ’twas burning   that about, finished, we behind, as   fra my youth her tear sleep on the Queen cut, as her body three, sweet Draughter. Leading?
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Nor avarice, whose hie and faint, with light   and my hand, righted, and revisions, and   ye them both sat silence; till these, and knock on a peaceful morn or parch twig: an end how Meg o’ the trains. Each love, each letter   year and brain dreadful leisure in their   sistenings, or lightheaded Bacchus heads; unwreath, and heart rejoicing us from a silver jets onto the roses its grew   formica count; all the middles that that   which doth delicious crisis? Nor therewith was he laughed only the altar, thou livery dream for it bring loves youngling   these other, daught into a thou with my   knees that thousand wanton barren most kissing the past than an hour went Mercury.
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End of the nether rude in the pond of   weary I would from there; it half the paper’s   struggles shade. Of a deviants, whence clapped his beauty her hand thrive the lasting to register, and, held ingots lips liked.   Fair, say, Sorrows paths than the early? Soul   and after doubt, nor from Venus send a half so frail doth dight. To guarding floor of forget the chace—i, whose swift-footed phrase   live I remembrace sea of watched upon   the moorland once, the should nothing of hight. That I would not enough the crush’d the hurts his breasts of you got my fondlesly did   destroy, and o’er the will six months after   the fierced bare at and unto his force of the Soul and minstrelsy, for her gold?
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Troubled someone even think away a   lusts released? On the lay was selfe in you   meet her blushing upon a break. Say but the loud and strove, nor other face I taste. Then their tongue with children of the flowers   grain by, behold to subjects world was inward   thou shall in thy lip bathing meat. Vowed spirit in the injure then hearts. Else hope to begin our thousand paced her sense, a   blind a sleeps sloping guest; receive perfume   from all many a verse? The flowers brightly to your frail, but vertuous drooping of a kisses from vales: whining soule, survey,   if all it all they’re gate shall old Tempus   with mildews, and waitedst alas, poor rich with wilful service; whether. Each me rest.
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Something tree, so touch of old age sense; but   renovates the brushes to bury   this restores did breaking tress her breath man e’er when the hill on Menie doat, an’ it winna let thy soul; that yon bright drop of mind   the lip bathe made of love-lorn how of the   dairy rang wing like a hawk, and legs. What with smooth-paced year and beast once more whole and run too a lion our sighs too fastner   of desire, still as a weak and felt   for the sapphire visage to tended from thee virgins to the sparrows late obtain; tis all be allowed to my added   praise to man whores? Breath all-eloquench the   gusts into taste, we change; there I may be, as far more please, wretch’s prancing of Martha!
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thegirlwhohid · 5 years ago
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Satyrs are dreams of passion and freedom. Passion for music, drinking, sex, sports, art. Every satyr has all-consuming passions. Hardly mindless hedonists, though, they believe that the path to wisdom--and liberation--can be found only in excess.
Satyr moodboard
Kiths: (6/9)
Changeling: The Dreaming: (6/25)
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insertive-not-assertive · 3 years ago
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i like the fact that you can be whatever the fuck in changeling: the lost. you can look like anything. you can look like a satyr, a demon, an angel, a fucking rock, you can be made outta mud. or fire. or glass. who gives a shit. you could be a giant or be made of seaweed. or both goddamn, because dual kiths are a thing. the character creation potential is fucking immense. the only rule is that you gotta look cool.
jk jk the only rule is that you gotta put ur changeling in the seeming and kith categories. but damn even then theres such a thing as being kithless. the seemings/kiths thing just allows for pretty much anything, i love it. truly a godtier character creation system. the only limit is your imagination honestly.
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selchwife · 2 years ago
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trying to summon back my knowledge of changeling lore
i think tyrion essentially has to stay the same bc I love him as a concept but if i wanted to be more faithful to emetwol I would probably make tyrion a commoner and emet a sidhe.
Except i think like. same thought process applies here. mär being an ennobled commoner and my insert being a Pwince was a fun sort of switcheroo for me bc normally i make my self insert some fucking chicken mcnobody who has been put in a situation (still technically true of prince tyrion honestly).
so. Commoner emet. the issue is he’s kind of Sidhe as a person to me and no kith really jumps out at me except sluagh, but that’s mär’s thing. idk. you could say satyr bc of the like greek mythology angle but i really don’t think he’s that horny. Christ this is hard. i have to go reread a list
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toonborne · 4 years ago
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KITH (Genres)
Kith are pretty much different changeling races. For the ToonBorne game it is referred to as Genres.
Short description listed here. Links will be added with longer descriptions of each one. Since I cannot write everything from scratch, most of these are based on races from Changling the Dreaming just with wording changed to fit a Toon themed game. 
Let me know if there is a genre that is needed. Before anyone asks, Anime is going to be a HOUSE not a race so that’ll come later. 
Gallant - (Based on Trolls)
---Super heroes and fighting themed Toons. Long story short. Anything actiony and hero focused.
Ever After - (Based on Sidhe)
---Pretty much fairytale based cartoon characters. Disney princess vibe but not limited to that. 
Gothica - (Based on Sluagh)
---For a lack of a better desc, goth toons. Your Addams Family, Tim Burton type things. 
Half Full - (Based on Piskey + Boggans)
---Cheerful little kids cartoons types. Your Carebears/My Little Ponies. Everything ends up perfect and a lesson is learned. 
Off-Color Humors - (Based on Satyr)
---Adult humor cartoons. Simpsons type things, Fritz the Cat energy. Anything with more adult topics. 
Rascally - (Based on Pooka)
---Your trickster type cartoons. One usually tormenting another. Technically a lot of Warner Bros cartoons are like this. Ha. 
Two-Tone  (Based on Thought Crafters) 
---Old Toons started out as Black and White. Just your classic stuff. 
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seafoamsidhe · 4 years ago
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i think we should start assigning the non-fae on this website their kiths if they were changelings. the cute hunter boy? nocker. the prince? sidhe. his seneschal? satyr. the vampire baroness? sidhe; house fiona for sure.
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thelightfluxtastic · 4 years ago
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30DayTheri 4: Paratypes
It’s a holiday and a weird kinda day in general, so a shorter blurb tonight.
Aestherians coined the term “paratype”, and I for one am incredibly grateful. Having a word for “not a kintype but related to one” has been really handy for me to categorize and make sense of some of my feelings. I suspect some people that have several similar types may be mis-attributing paratype feelings, but that’s not my place to decide for anyone else.
Dogs are a paratype for me as well as being my theriotype, since dogs are so varied. I identify as a border collie, and border collies and similar dogs evoke those “that’s me!” feelings. But “dogkin”/”dog therian” encompasses some wildly different experiences- chihuahuas and saint bernards, dachshunds and dobermans. When I see very different breeds of dog, that “me” feeling isn’t there- though I still get excited and feel warm-and-fuzzy feelings because hey- that’s like me! Seeing other dogs still evokes and activates my own dogishness. So calling other breeds “paratypes” covers that neatly. My other paratype is sheep. I love sheep so very much you guys. I adore them. My level of joy at anything sheep related is so high I questioned them as a hearted-/kith type. But observing the feelings helped me see they were largely protective. It felt right to be with and around sheep, and I wanted to care for them. I think these are herding-dog feelings, so I consider sheep a paratype. Goats are a sort of next-degree paratype because I associate them with sheep. I don’t know why, some childhood mistake of not distinguishing them and thinking sheep were female goats. I also have separate positive associations as I was told constantly as a child that I was raised on goat milk as a toddler. I love goats, I love goat characters (e.g. a background character in the owl house), goat-related beings like the Ixi in Neopets, or fauns/satyrs. With fauns/satyrs I think it also taps into the general feeling of being an animal-human. Mermaids, selkies, swan brides...any human-animal myth is going to push some therian buttons for me. 
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kingheliosalcaeus · 4 years ago
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@alta-ire i am going to explain the kiths to you because im enjoying these conversations on my dash
sidhe - only special power is being bossy and i guess sexy? we’re “nobility” or something. i think there are better kiths to be
trolls - big tall blue fairies with horns. they’re really like honorable? super cool
redcaps - special power of eating stuff and being really scary. my mentor is a redcap he’s cool
clurichaun - i don’t know about these but i know one and she’s in my fanclub and she’s nice. also got in a fight with one at a bar once
piskeys - same as clurichauns idk what their thing is but i know one. havent fought any though
boggans - they clean things and i think there is some sort of matchmaker element as well???
pooka - they’re like animals and some of them do pranks i guess? my friend meredith is a pooka
eshu - i dont know this one
nockers - they build machines and swear i think?
satyrs - like horny goat men i guess
selkies - just the old story about selkies, you know, with the seal skin
sluagh - i dont know how to sum these guys up but theyre like, fairy ghosts, and really cool and sexy
there are some other ones too but i dont know for sure what they are
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monstersandmaw · 5 years ago
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Monsters & Maw Patreon-Exclusive Masterlist
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I’ve done these before, but here’s the most up to date list of everything that’s up on my Patreon, 99% of which is not on Tumblr.
Updated 01.10.2019 (UK date format)
Patreon Exclusive Monthly Stories
2018
May – male naga x male reader (Chu’a) (nsfw)
June – male alien x reader (Kirthn’hul/ ‘Kith’) (nsfw)
July – male fairy x male reader (Jinx) (nsfw)
August – cherry blossom dryad x female reader (Cera) (nsfw)
September – male tiger rakshasa x female reader (Bhisaj) (nsfw)
October – male satyr x female reader (Kieran) Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five
October BONUS – Orctoberfest female orc x female reader (Khasha)
November - demon prince x reader (nsfw)
December - female kitsune x female reader (Yuki) (nsfw)
2019
January - male kelpie x female reader (Dolen) (nsfw)
February - male living armour x female reader (Berion) (nsfw)
March - android x reader (Iru) (sfw)
April - non-binary alien x reader (Mith'in) (nsfw)
May - male shark mer x reader (Requius) (nsfw)
June - male naga x male mummy x reader (Vashett & Akah) (nsfw)
July - male naga x female reader (Nila) (sfw)
August - male minotaur x female reader (Will - *Starfall Springs*)
September - non-binary demon x reader (Ilya, *Starfall Springs*) (nsfw)
Weekly Episodes of Embers, a dragon shifter romance (x reader)
One, Two , Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine,
Orctober specials 2019 - using the Inktober 'official' prompts
1. 'Ring' - male orc (Liam) x plus size female reader (very light nsfw)
Giveaway drabbles *New Category*
#1 - male orc x f/nb reader (domestic, nsfw fluff)
#2 - Male naga x female reader (sfw)
#3 - Storniel x Rashel x reader (nsfw)
#4 - male hellhound x reader (sfw)
#5 - Astriah (arachne) x male reader (nsfw)
#6  - male reader x male centaur (light nsfw)
#7  - female reader x male gnoll  (sfw)
#8 - male shadowborne fae x female reader (nsfw)
#9 - male mershark x female reader (nsfw)  
#10 - female banshee x male orc (nsfw)
#11  - male mothman x male reader (sfw and fluffy)
#12 -  genderfluid demon x reader (hurt/comfort nsfw)
Twelve Days of Monstermas Special Series!
Day One: (male reindeer cervitaur x reader - NSFW)
Day Two (female gargoyle x male reader - NSFW)
Day Three (trans female tiefling x female reader - NSFW)
Day Four (male alien x reader - NSFW)
Day Five (male octomer x reader - NSFW)
Day Six (female demon x male reader - NSFW)
Day Seven (male orc x male reader - NSFW)
Day Eight (male minotaur x female character - SFW)  
Day Nine (female rakshasi x reader - SFW)
Day Ten (non binary avian x reader - NSFW)
Day Eleven (female banshee x reader - SFW)
Day Twelve (male yeti x female reader - NSFW)
Commissions *New Category* (also posted to Tumblr)
Female space pirate captain x buff female reader (nsfw)
Male minotaur (Axel) x female reader (sfw)
Prince of the Court of Night (Naeryn) x female reader (nsfw)
Prince of the Court of Night (Naeryn) x female reader - Part Two (nsfw)
Male shadowborne warrior (Shaer) x female reader (nsfw)
Male reptilian fae (Adan) x female reader (nsfw)
Starfall Springs *New Category*
Introductory post with logo art
Preliminary map of Starfall Springs
Early list of characters so far...
Centaur farmer concept art and info (Jaime)
Orc blacksmith concept art and info (Dhurak)
Skeletal lich mage concept art and info (Rhae)
Woodcutter and carpenter minotaur concept art and info (Will)
Tiefling innkeeper concept art and info (Killygren)
Story #1 Dhurak (male orc x reader, sfw)
Story #2 Killygren (male tiefling x male reader, nsfw)
Story #3 Noah (male orc x reader, nsfw)
Male vampire & male kelpie best friends (sfw fluffy)
Fae Realm *New Category*
Jaerhin - Prince of the Court of Fire aesthetic and info
Inikeira - Princess of the Court of Air aesthetic and info
'Poster boy' for the Fae Realm doodle
Fae Courts - 'wiki' style info post
Ystlynn - younger son of the Court of Spring, aesthetic and info
Cirdan - Prince of the Court of Winter, drawing and Fae Realm info
Fae seer/priest aesthetic, ideas, and fae world concepts  
Concept art and drawings
Volcanic elemental drawing
Half orc cinnamon roll (Tuk)
Hades on his way back from the baths...
'Creepy' kelpie (Dolen) doodle
Claude - Belgian draft centaur boy
Náin (or Nathan) Cadash - dwarven Inquisitor
Deor - Legolas' fictional son
Eldarion drawings and info
Eldarion and Deor
Pensive Hades
Finnok the goblin sketch and story concept
Dullahan sticker
'Really?' Persephone pins a flower in Hades' hair
Persephone playing 'fetch' with Cerberus
Persephone doodle
Hades portrait
Hades studies
Hades doodle + ramblings
Bashir - lich boy
Luai - demon guardian
Mauhir - male uruk hai concept drawing
Laughing triton drawing - different style
Female tiefling
Faun drawing
Storniel - male antlered reaper demon from November's story
Male satyr - Kieran
Male satyr - Kieran (Inktober drawing)
Fen’an – non-binary desire demon/incubus (to be renamed...)
Gawain – faun boy
Effie – female moth monster
Japanese-inspired shadow demon
Lokh – male living wraith
Male cervitaur (deer centaur) + bonus story snippet
Male mutant (nsfw)
Kith – alien from June’s story
Laughing triton
Character Profiles and story concepts
Blind Seelie Prince aesthetic and long, multi-part story plan
Female undead house of horrors actress - aesthetic and story plan
Male police centaur - Josh
Female orc - Amber
Modern day police minotaur - Soli
Fenan, duskan elf - massive character bio, background, and story plan
Female zebra warrior centaur
Genderfluid näcken -  Ealjá
Spooky haunted locket
Black fox kitsune - Garrett
Symbiote aesthetic
Minotaur ‘lord of the manor’ - Edmund
Male mutant aesthetic and story concept
Hydra girlfriend aesthetic
Winter and Violet's aesthetic (characters from gnoll boy Brenn’s story)
Ice fae/demon aesthetic
Centipede alien aesthetic (nsfw + oviposition!)
Male mummy x reader (sfw) extract and aesthetic)
Male kitsune aesthetic and info
Android/human hybrid (Calum Fairburn) aesthetic and background
Necromancer lich
Modern witch aesthetic (Phia from orc boy Lasca’s story)
Selkie boyfriend aesthetic
Male tiefling doctor and story notes (long)
Ghosti’s extensive headcanons on fairies…
Jackal-headed/'Anubis' monster aesthetic and ideas
Whale shark girlfriend aesthetic (Rhinca) and story notes
Female eldritch horror aesthetic
Big modern orc boy aesthetic and ideas
Patreon Exclusives
New series, premiering in June - Hunter's Choice - a mlm vampire x hunter action adventure story!
Non-binary trickster spirit (Locke) x reader Part One (sfw) Part Two (nsfw)
Male goblin x female reader (Valentine's special)
Male wraith x reader Part One (sfw) (Lokh) Part Two (sfw)
Male mutant x male reader Part One (sfw) Part Two (sfw)
Male vampire x trans male reader (sfw) long WIP extract
Prince and his bodyguard (sfw) (mlm; long, non-terato story extract)
Writer's Corner - Blog posts on Creativity
Writer's Corner #1 on Writer's Block
Writer's Corner #2 on 5 types of writer and their quirky habits
Novels: ‘Weaver of Threads’, ‘Riftgard’, and other extracts
Weaver of Threads - extract, in which Tomas and Kai discuss soul-bonding
Riftgard Chapter One (full!)
Weaver of Threads – Chapter One (extract) + aesthetic
Weaver of Threads - General Magic 'wiki' style information post *story-spoiler-free*
Weaver of Threads - Schools of Magic 'wiki' style information post *story-spoiler-free*
Weaver of Threads – World Map
Weaver of Threads - Map of Varden City
Weaver of Threads - Schematic of the Black Citadel
Leirym (prologue)
Other (including video content!)
Tour of the Workshop with Ghosti - Video!
Ghosti answers your questions in a video!
Japanese metalwork blog - making and carving a tsuba
Metalwork update – ginkgo tsuba
A glimpse into the workshop and command central!
For access to all this and future works, become a Patreon supporter!
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kithaincapricorn · 5 years ago
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the best kith is CLEARLY satyrs. why else would everyone want to fuck us
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baronvonfriedhof · 5 years ago
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Goodness, that’s so many hourglasses. Seven is a favored number of mine, however.
1. My mother, in a rather interesting turn of fate, is also a Changeling. We do not share a kith; Mutti is a troll. Beyond that, we do not share a Court, either; Mutti is Seelie, I am decidedly not. I suppose I am unsure if I should refer to her in the present tense. My closest childhood friend was, surprisingly, a Seelie sidhe. My father had one other child, my half-brother Idolfried, a satyr. Admittedly I am unsure of where his allegiances lie, so capricious and carefree as he often can be; I believe he is Seelie.
2. I run the inn here as a testament to my mother, from whom I inherited it. She was always one to offer shelter and aid to the downtrodden, and raised me in such a manner that I feel it something of a moral imperative to extend that compassion myself, and to be sure that those who refuse to do so see they are treated in kind.
3. Mutti left the inn to me when I had first turned 25, in 1902 (!). I am only so old because I scarcely leave, unless it is to run errands related to the maintainence of the inn or visit yet another freehold for purposes concerning my title. Surely that’s made me something of a grump rather than a wilder — perhaps that is the reason I haven’t fallen to Bedlam, or perhaps the constant flood of housework carries with it a touch of Banality to ground me.
4. The Resurgence was absolutely one of the most miserable events of my life. I am hardly an outlier among my kith for openly professing my distaste for the sidhe, and to have them return in droves to stake baseless claims in the name of some supposed divine right of rule was understandably maddening. I prefer to recognize no authority over me but my own, and it very nearly cost me dearly. Many of the other common folk were willing to back my claim to the inn, and I was granted the title of “Baron” as something of a measure to placate the masses.
5. I am unaware of who my assigned liege is; it is something of a technicality in my situation. Needless to say they might call on me whenever they please, but the majority of the court would rather have been rid of me entirely until Prince Oleander claimed his title. Most Counts and Countesses I speak with tend to act as though they are my lieges, which is a touch maddening.
6. Before Oleander, Tyrion was in charge of the court here, acting in an official capacity as something not unlike a Duke (I believe each kingdom’s handling of royal heirs and their authority varies). The two of us openly despised each other. Tyrion‘s court was largely Seelie, though with a notable number of Unseelie nobles in its ranks. Largely, the other Unseelie approved of him, and it was expected I would as well. Tyrion may have been Unseelie himself, but his moral code was fundamentally irreconcilable with mine, and so we were never able to even remotely tolerate each other. It came to minor blows no less than sixteen times, though nine of those conflicts he started.
7. If you had not noticed, I am, in fact, from Germany — Thuringia, to be precise; we call it Thüringen. Mutti moved me to the United States when I was about eleven due to an unfortunate situation at home concerning an oath she was forced to break to save me, though I know little about it. She established the inn here, and fled again when the stigma inevitably followed her through the grapevine. I have not been in contact with her since, which I regret deeply.
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theonyxpath · 5 years ago
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Now available in PDF and print from DriveThruRPG: the Changeling: The Dreaming Player’s Guide for Changeling: The Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition!
Autumn Leaves Tumble Down
The Dreaming is a vast and ever-changing place, especially in the turbulent time of the Evanescence. New dreams take shape as Winter winds howl outside the windows and Glamour fights to bring light and warmth to a world where hearts go cold even as temperatures rise. Changelings everywhere must make a dangerous choice – unite and stand together against the rising dark… or take what they can for themselves and hope to rule from the shadows.
Winter Winds Are Rising
This all-new Changeling: The Dreaming Player’s Guide features:
A new form of playable chimera: the enigmatic Lycians
In-depth exploration of lands and new kiths from around the world
Add a gameplay edge to political chronicles with the new Agendas system
Rules for creating highly customized Banner Houses
A first-ever look at playing Síocháin, the elusive fae immortals
Secret societies to add mystery and intrigue to any chronicle
A deep dive into the culture and inner workings of the Shadow Court 
Updated Arts: Tale-Craft and Infusion
And much, much more!
Let the Balefires Burn Bright!
This week also marks the beginning of the Vengeance of the Shunned campaign on the Slarecian Vault, our Scarred Lands community content site.
Over 20 community content creators have banded together to bring you a full-length Scarred Lands campaign! Vengeance of the Shunned takes your adventurers across Ghelspad on a quest to end the greatest threat to the world since the Titanswar! This campaign offers adventures from levels 1-15, and will be releasing new content weekly ALL SUMMER LONG!
See the Community Spotlight section below for the first adventure, A Mishap of Ill Portent, and keep watching over the rest of the summer.
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To go along with your new copy of the C20 Player’s Guide, why not pick up some Changeling stickers?
Dreaming Kith: Boggans (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Eshu (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Nockers (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Pooka (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Redcaps (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Satyrs (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Arcadian Sidhe (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Sluagh (sticker)
Dreaming Kith: Trolls (sticker)
Sales
Scarred Lands products for Pathfinder (the Scarred Lands Players Guide and The Wise & The Wicked 2nd Edition) are upwards of 90% off from IPR and Studio 2! Both products are an incredible $5 each!
Kickstarter Update
Our current Kickstarter, Trinity Continuum: Aberrant, launched yesterday and we’re already at $49,480 of our original $40,000 goal, or 124%, funding after only 16 hours and 40 minutes! Wow! With nearly four weeks left, we’ve hit the following stretch goal, with more to come:
Aberrant Storyguide Screen
Did you miss one of our previous Kickstarters? The following Kickstarted products are still open for preorders via BackerKit:
Dystopia Rising: Evolution: Dystopia Rising: Evolution rulebook
They Came from Beneath the Sea!: They Came from Beneath the Sea! rulebook
Trinity Continuum: Trinity Continuum (core rules and Trinity Continuum: Æon)
Exalted: Dragon-Blooded: What Fire Has Wrought
Exalted: Lunars: Fangs at the Gate
Vampire: The Masquerade: V5 Chicago by Night
Chronicles of Darkness: Chronicles of Darkness: Dark Eras 2
Chronicles of Darkness: The Contagion Chronicle
Geist: The Sin-Eaters: Geist: The Sin-Eaters 2nd Edition
Community Spotlight
The following community-created content for Scarred Lands has been added to the Slarecian Vault in the last week:
Blood Sea Rising
Seafarers and Sea Dogs
Vengeance of the Shunned 1: A Mishap of Ill Portent
Your product could be here! Have you considered creating your own to sell?
The following community-created content for Realms of Pugmire has been added to Canis Minor in the last week:
Your product could be here! Have you considered creating your own to sell
Coming soon: The Storypath Nexus for all your Storypath System needs: starting with Scion, and eventually the Trinity Continuum, They Came from Beneath the Sea!, and Dystopia Rising: Evolution! The FAQ is up now!
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