#the monk of crystal springs

[hearthandheathenry]

All About Imbolc

Imbolc, also known as Imbolg, celebrated on February 1st, marks the halfway point between the winter solstice and the spring equinox in early Ireland and Scotland, and also signified the beginning of the first signs of spring after all the harsh winter days. Originally a pagan holdiay in pre-Christian times, there is little in writing about the historic traditions and customs, although many historians believe it revolved around the Celtic Goddess Brigid, lambing season, and cleansing due to observed ancient poetry.

Brigid is a Goddess and daughter of the father-God of Ireland, Dagda. She is associated with quite a few things depending on the sources, but universally associated with wisdom and poetry. Other associations of hers are blacksmithing, protection, domesticated animals, childbirth, fire, and healing. She was also known as a protector of the home and the family.

Once Christianity arose, it is believed that the Goddess was syncretized with the Irish Saint Brigid by Christian monks due to the many overlapping associations. This caused Imbolc to quickly turn into St. Brigids Day and the next day into Candlemas with the rising Christian popularity, enmeshing the holiday associations together.

Today, many people have mixed the traditions and melded many associations from both religious and cultural history to celebrate their own unique way. Common ways to celebrate are making a Brigid's Cross, welcoming Brigid into the home, having a feast in her honor, cleaning the home and oneself, visiting a holy well, and in some parts of the world they still hold festivals and processions carrying a representation of Brigid. Many pagans nowadays are using associations of hers and their connection with nature to create their own ways to celebrate, however, and you can absolutely celebrate however you feel called to do so.

Imbolc Associations:

Colors - white, gold or yellow, green, and blue

Food - milk, butter, cheese, seeds and grains, breads, herbs, blackberries, oat porridge, wild onion and garlic, honey

Animals - sheep and lambs, swans, cows, burrowing and hibernating animals

Items - candles, corn dolls, Brigid's cross, fires, snowdrops and white flowers, crocuses and daffodils, flower crowns

Crystals - amethyst, garnet, ruby, quartz, bloodstone

Other - lactation, birth, feasting, farm preparation, cleansing and cleaning, the sun, poetry and creative endevours, smithing, water

Ways To Celebrate Imbolc:

make a Brigid's cross

light candles

have a feast

bake bread

plan your spring garden

leave an offering for Brigid

make a corn doll

craft a flower crown

clean your home

take a cleansing bath

make something out of metal

have a bonfire

look for the first signs of spring

make your own butter or cheese

do divination work and seek wisdom

write a poem

[ganondoodle]

sorry, long post, got totk thoughts ...again

first botw vs totk shrines aesthetic and meaning; then shiekah symbolism thats overtaken by sonau

botw vs totk shrines (not in quality of puzzle since i talked about that a little before, but as in aesthetic, meaning etc)

something that worked well with shiekah shrines in botw was that these things were built SPECIFICALLY to make a future link stronger, theres that denialability to it that kinda make sense when you think about it, they are small challenges for the future hero to test and make them stronger, they are spread around the world bc you wouldnt want to hide some major source of power in one place, a monk literally sacrifices their life to enable you to gain more power their dead body waiting for you at the end (neat!!), they are each a little different in pose and clothing and im pretty sure its implied each monk made the puzzle for their shrine themselves; and the ones that rely on something happening in the world first can also be explained by their ability to see the future, the shrines and towers all rise up from the ground, which gives them that believable sense of they have been down there all this time and been activated via the net connecting them all to signal it is time- their design is also just .. nice? its got a nice contrast of the dark and the ligher brown with eye catching light from orange to blue to pink telling you in what states of operation it is (idle, working/done, corrupted) and their shape design is a very striking mix of bigger emptier spots of dark with the lighter browns wiggly lines coming in in nicely paced patches and the strong lights poking through giving you a nice soemthign for your eyes to look at (their tech is also a mix of magic stuff AND mechanism, they still look and work kinda magical but still have cogs and springs and looks like they are actual maschines put together)

totk shrines have no real denialability to why they are the way they are, its pretty clear that they are there for game reasons (and to copy botw i guess?) with no proper thought given to it (or failed to convey); they are already there when zelda does her time travel bs, and i heard (havent seen it myself? or dont remember) that the sonau shrines were built to .. keep monsters at bay? ok, im not even gonna question that part ( ... but i am .. i guess lightmagic wahtever dont think about it) so .... why do they contain a puzzle at all? its not to prevent monsters from entering since you need raurus hand to activate it (in botw you need the shiekah stone to do so which isnt really found besides yours either but ... their purpose is to test and empower you anyway .. and pehaps in a wider range to strengthen the bond with other folks when you have to work with them to get to it) then they werent present in botw so they must have ... somehow appeared out of nowhere? their connection to the lightroots might have been an attempt to try and make them feel more connected but that didnt work either imo, the shrines on the surface mirror lightroots in the underground, implying they are connected somehow, i at first thought like the lightroot is their root and the shrine is the flowerbud, but its very clearly just some ...magic rock crystal with stuff built around it including a teleportation thing thats pretty much copied from the shiekah ones (??) and you somehow ... enter magic dimension (which is .. fine, but i liked how in botws it was an elevator going down, making it feel like you are put into a physical room underground) but then there .... are also shrines in the sky ... that have no lighroot to connect to .. (i guess .. magic light wahtever dont htinkaboutit) so that part kinda falls flat- and the bring-crystal-to-shrine-spot (uhg) also debunk that thought since its a (tasty looking) green crystal that just kinda warps into a big grey rock ... for some reason, at their end is always the same colorless statue of da kind and his fridge wife (not her build) they are also missing that denialability that they were built for link specifically, sonau cant see into the future so (unless they yoinked that from the shiekah too??).. how does .. anything of that work then? especially with the crystal ones given that they are always a blessing shrine sicne bringing the crystal to its spot is counted as the puzzle but they couldnt have known that thats where it would end up at (and then ...how and why would you put a shrine thing into a crystal thing and disconnect it and throw it whereever when it manifests somehow again thousands years later- i need to stop thinking about it)- then their aesthetic is white green and gold(ish) which is a nice color combination in itself tho its lacking that neat status singaling and the eye catching contrast with their glow, the green glowy bits dont stand out as much, their shape design i dislike alot since it ... looks kinda unfinished and in a strange disconnect to their tech; buildings and statues are very blocky solid colors with the occasional rune or dragon carved into, which is also very blocky and one colored, their shapes are pretty uniform in a blocky way, theres not alot of shape contrast anywhere besides basic smaller block and bigger block, the most interesting looking ones are the ... outer walls of the shrines with their scaled look and the ground with the circle patterns; their tech and clothing is in a strange disconnect, its got a gree-tealish scale like texture in anything solid, be it tech or ornaments, it also features alot more gold and also brown stones that look rather untouched- now, for clothing, that is fine, the shiekah didnt dress like their tech either (.... mostly, ancient armor does exist) BUT the constructs and tech also have that more natural look to them

the fact that the same blocky statue waits for you at the end alsso removes not just coolness but also personality, instead of individual monks that gave their life for you and you setting them free once you take their spirit orb its the same representation of the holy king and queen giving you some light juice to cure you more of miasma .. which doesnt actually matter sicne you get your normal arm back no matter how many light juices you got at the end anyway (their "tech" also just looks less like actual maschinery and much more like .. magic tm, the constructs have nothing maschinery like about them and are just floating rings animated by green magic wiggle lines and function almost the same as literal bokblins with the added thing of being able to fuse/use tech.. the empty spot of a threat like the guardians is very prominent once you realize that the constructs are largely just like a reskinned bokblin, and the miasma hands, while neat, are more like a surprise jumpscare and less like a looming threat and are also not taken to their full potential)

theres also a disconnect between the sonau as we are introduced to them in totk and the actual sonau ruins from botw, which share a common dragon motive but have a much more .. MORE aesthetic, theres even color present you dont see anywhere in totk sonau stuff, like the red paint- you are given the explanation that those are ruins built by hylians as a monument to the sonau but i think it falls very flat sicne its clear it wasnt designed to be meant like that in botw and also looks much more withered than the totk sonau ruins which rarely look withered at all despite being even older than the botw ruins; im very sure its jsut an excuse bc their design for totk sonaus got changed ... for some reason, just like their "barbaric" origins in the phirone/faron region

shiekah symbolism and more kinda overtaken by sonau

so, soemthing i really dont like about the sonau as well is that theres quite a bit that they take from shiekah and kinda... present it as being the origin of it, actually;

we all know the very dominant symbol of the eye/third eye with three eyelashes and a tear drop for the shiekah which is established in the very first chronological game (skyward sword) but also featured in alot of other zeldas, it symbolizing their connection to hylia and their foresight (perhaps even more? i dont know everything); now we got the sonau who ... have a LITERAL third eye (and it doesnt even look special ..) that has three lashes and they paint tear drops under their eyes... (which has only the connection to .. the tears zelda sheds when shes a dragon, no other character does so at any other point, lol?) it makes it seem like we are to assume that the shiekah got their symbols from the sonau, actually, just like their tech wasnt their invention either but the sonaus, actually, who are new to the franchise and have no other connection to anything of past games, unlike the shiekah who have been there from the start really

then theres the tech, the ancient shiekah had very advanced, mystical tech in botws ancient history and now the even MORE ancient sonau had even MORE advanced tech way before them in totks lore which goes beyond even botws ancient history

im not saying symbols gotta be exclusive to one group of people but .. it holds alot of significance carried from the older games too, it feels strange for them to highjack the shiekah symbols and achievements WITHIN the two games that are supposedly directly connected in timeline and world (while also pairing them with those supposedly aniecnt hylian feather crowns and belly out look ... which, im no expert but i raise my eyebrow at that) together with the fact that nearly any and all traces of shiekah tech, except for the little needed parts that are never called that though and are just footnotes .. if anything, are precisely erased feels .... off

another long ramble about my thougths about totk, some people graciously call them analysis but i wouldnt say its that, its jsut a largely incoherent waterfall of words that would have spun around in my head for weeks if i didnt write them out and i keep coming up with more thoughts bc im thinking about the rewrite and well ...

im gonna have art soon again ... promise <(＿　＿)>

[blackjackkent]

Questions!

How do you choose which POV to write from?

What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?

(Get to know your fic writer)

How do you choose which POV to write from?

It's very rarely a conscious decision, to be honest. I'll just start writing a particular idea and it usually naturally falls into a particular character's POV.

The one notable exception to this so far has been We Who Have Faced Gods; I wrote the opening 500 words or so of that fic multiple times from Hector's POV, Karlach's, AND Jaheira's, before eventually circling back around to Hector's again. XD The opening of that fic gave me fits.

What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

I tend to write a lot of platonic stuff and I've noticed that anything that doesn't have a romance tag tends to get a LOT less attention, which is I suppose understandable but still kind of a bummer. Fault Lines is probably top of my list of things that I wish more people would run across; it's gotten a very good response from my friends who are reading it ( <3 ) but has otherwise not really made much of a noise in its landing.

This is, more or less, to be expected - Jaheira and Nine-Fingers aren't a high-throughput pairing, I think, and most people who ARE thinking about them are shipping them romantically. XD I do think I'm doing some interesting things with it and am proud of it though. :3

Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

My beta reader for Fault Lines called me out hard on Ch2 for using the word "grins" something like 16 times in it. XD We chopped most of them out, but that is definitely one of my go-to words that crops up a lot.

Overall - I think I tend to focus a lot on missing scenes and interstitial stuff, canon compliant but exploring the things we don't directly see that are implied by the canon material. The ships I write are often focused on one or more parties involved not having a fricking clue what they're doing. XD

What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

I've talked about this before, but there's often a point partway through writing any particular piece where everything suddenly crystallizes and I go "Oh, that's what this is about." XD Usually up to that point I've had a vague idea that I'm just sort of poking at to see what comes out, which can be a fairly arduous process sometimes, so it's always a huge relief and very satisfying to see the pieces come together and make a series of words into a story.

This feeling is most pronounced when writing short one-shots and ficlets but I definitely notice it in the longer stuff too.

(One example that springs immediately to mind: this Shadowzel ficlet, which started out as kind of me aimlessly playing with the character voices right up until the point Shadowheart asked "D'you think he'd rather be called something else?" and then the whole shape of the ficlet clicked into view at once and it felt very nice. :D )

You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?

Based on the combination of Jaheira/Rasaad and the Hectorverse, it seems like you could definitely look for the presence of an emotionally reserved and romantically inexperienced monk. XD

More seriously... I think someone could probably make a decent guess at a fic being by me based on the emphasis on dialogue and character voice. I think I do have a somewhat distinct narration voice too although I'm not exactly sure how I'd define it.

The presence of Karlach or Jaheira is a strong clue. The presence of both at once is a VERY strong clue.

...Also if the fic is Jaheira/Rasaad it's DEFINITELY me because I am apparently the only person on AO3 who has ever considered the pairing. XD

[pompomqt]

Journey to the West Chapter 22

Guanyin telling Sandy to keep the Monk Skulls back in chapter 8:

In this chapter of Journey to the West with @journeythroughjourneytothewest we finally get the whole gang together. So let's get into it shall we?

So the gang manages to make it pass Yellow Wind Mountain and time passes without incident until they arrive at yet another scary looking river that is apparently 800 miles wide. And with the river comes a problem, while Monkey and Pigsy would be able to cross it no problem, Tripitaka can't and there aren't any boats or anything around either.

Anyways Tripitaka manages to come across a stone slab and they learn that this river is apparently called the 'Flowing Sand River'. However as they are all gathered around for family reading time- a monster springs out of the water and makes a B-line for Tripitaka. Fortunately Monkey is all to use to random monsters trying to take a bite out of his master- so he manages to grab him and run to hire ground while Pigsy faces off against the monster.

Pigsy seems about evenly matched against the monster, but soon enough, Monkey gets bored playing bodyguard for Tripitaka and leaps into the fight- and ends it instantly by whacking the monster on the head with his staff which startles him so badly that he immediately retreats back into the river.

Pigsy meanwhile takes exception to Monkey interrupting his fight because he was *this* close to sealing the deal. But Monkey just shrugs and says he was bored and wanted to play to. Despite this though the two make their way back to Tripitaka in high spirits. However even though the monster isn't bothering them anymore, they still have to solve the original problem, which is to get Tripitaka safely across the river. So the group decides that the best way to get across is to have the monster of the river help Tripitaka across.

And here we also learn about one of Sun Wukong's few weaknesses- he's not good at fighting under water. If he just needs to transverse it- that's one thing, he can just use the water repelling charm or change into a sea creature, but actually fighting underwater is another matter. Luckily, Pigsy can fight underwater, he was a Marshal of the Heavenly River back when he was a god after all. But while Pigsy might be able to face the monster one on one, he's worried about the monster having allies in the river and ganging up on him. So they come up with a plan to have Pigsy lure him out of the water so that Monkey can help him. So with their strategy in place Pigsy heads out, parting the water like Moses to make a path for himself into the river.

So, Pigsy and the monster face off once again- this time in the river, and we get to learn this mysterious monster's tragic backstory. Which basically amounts to: He was the Curtain Raising Captain for the Jade Emperor in heaven, but during the Festival of Peaches he broke a crystal cup and was banished to the Flowing Sand River where he has been spending his days eating random passerby's.

Eventually during their fight Pigsy pretends to flee in defeat to lure the monster to the surface like planned. Unfortunately though Monkey is so eager to fight that he jumps the gun, immediately nailing the monster in the head once again- only to have the monster NOPE back into the water again as soon as he see's Monkey coming. So Pigsy starts yelling at Monkey for being to impulsive, but Monkey just laughs him off and suggests they go talk with Tripitaka.

So they have a brief team meaning where Pigsy tells them about the fight and how the monster is about his equal. They then decide to worry about the situation tomorrow and just rest for now so Monkey takes off to get some food for Tripitaka and is back in no time. When he see's how fast he returned Tripitaka suggests they just ask the family he got the food from on how to cross the river. But Monkey says they are unlikely to know anything about his river considering they live seven thousand miles away from here. And he takes the opportunity to brag about his cloud somersault.

And Pigsy then points out something interesting why doesn't Sun Wukong just carry him across the river if he could make the distance in a single jump? Monkey however points out the Pigsy also knows how to ride the clouds, so why doesn't he carry him across? So Pigsy answers his own question- as far as the rules of magic goes a mortal is as heavy as a mountain. The only way Tripitaka is getting through this journey is if he takes every single step of it himself. Pigsy and Monkey are there to protect him, but they can't do the journey for him, or receive the scriptures from the Buddha. And I feel like this conversation justifies and answers every question about why this journey is so long and hard despite how powerful Sun Wukong and the others are.

So the next morning they decide to try the plan again but this time with Monkey not being so impulsive. So Pigsy dives back into the water and has a great time comparing weapons and fighting the monster. This time when Pigsy feigns defeat to lure the monster to the surface though the monster doesn't fall for it since he'd really rather not take another beating from Sun Wukong. Seeing him refuse to come out, Monkey decides to try and fight him anyways, but as soon as the monster see's him coming, he flees deeper into the water.

So the gang gathers together for yet another team meeting and I get to add another number to Tripitaka's cry count due to his worry on how to cross the river. Seeing as how Pigsy can't beat the monster on his own, and how their plan to lure him out is a wash, Monkey decides to pull out his trump card- asking Guanyin for help. So leaving Tripitaka in Pigsy's care, Sun Wukong takes off to the South Sea to get Guanyin's help.

So Monkey tells Guanyin all about their troubles, and probably makes her sigh in exasperation because the monster of the Flowing Sand River... is the Curtain Rising Captain that Guanyin recruited to help them on their Journey, because apparently despite their problems acquiring the horse and Pigsy, Monkey still isn't telling the right people about their Scripture Mission. Despite this helpful information though, Sun Wukong is still worried that the monster is to afraid of him to be willing to come out. So Guanyin calls for her assistant Moksa and gives him a gourd and instructions to go with Sun Wukong to the river and call him using the name Guanyin gave him 'Wujing'. She also tells him to string together those nine skulls he had and arrange them in the position of the nine palaces, then put the gourd in the center of it. Apparently this will get them a vessel capable of ferrying Tripitaka across the river.

So with that advice in mind, Sun Wukong and Moksa return to the Flowing Sand River and have a brief chat with Pigsy and Tripitaka and tells them that apparently this river monster is going to be their new road trip buddy. So Moksa goes to the river and calls out to Wujing and tells him the scripture pilgrim has arrived. And since the only person who knows that name is Guanyin, Wujing surfaces to great Moksa. Moksa tells him to become the disciple of the Tang Monk and also tells him how to use the skulls. Wujin asks where the scripture pilgrim is, and Moksha points him, and company, out.

Wujing is a bit irritated since Pigsy and Monkey fought him for two days without once mentioning seeking scriptures. And he's also still rather afraid of Sun Wukong, so Moksha goes with him to great them. So Sha Wujing introduces himself to Tripitaka and says he is willing to take Tripitaka as his master. And Tripitaka is once again robbed of the chance to give his disciple a name, but at least he can shave Sha Wujing's hair off and give him a nickname, the 'Sha Monk'.

With that all taken care of they Wujing's necklace of skulls to make a vessel to take them all across the river. Moksa also accompanies them across the river to make sure no other monsters pop out to give them trouble. Once they are across the river, Moksa takes back the gourd and the nine skulls vanish with the wind. Which is a shame, because there are a lot of river's to cross in this book, and that would have been a nice tool to be able to keep. With that done, they head their seperate ways, Moksa heading south back to Guanyin, and our now complete party of hero's continuing on their Journey to the West.

Current Sun Wukong Stats: Names/Titles: Monkey, The Stone Monkey, The Handsome Monkey King, Sun Wukong (Monkey awakened to the void), Bimawen (Banhorseplague), The Great Sage Equal To Heaven and Pilgrim Sun. Immortality: 5 Weapon: The Compliant Golden Hooped Rod Abilities: 72 Transformations, Cloud-Somersault, Ability to transform his individual hairs, super strength, Ability to Summon Wind, Water restriction charm, and the ability to change into a huge war form, ability to duplicate his staff, ability to immobilize others, the ability to put others to sleep, and the Fiery eyes and Diamond Pupils, intimidating horses, churning large bodies of water, sleeplessness, seizing the wind, enhanced smell and discerning good and evil within a thousand miles. Demon Kill Count: 4+ Unknown Number of Minions Human Kill Count: 6 God's Defeated: 19 + Unknown number Defeats: 3 Crime List: Robbery, Murder, Mass Murder, Arson, Theft, Coercion, Threatening a Government Official, Resisting Arrest, Assault, Forgery, Employee Theft, False Imprisonment, Impersonating a Government Official, Treason, attempted murder, failure to control or report a dangerous fire, desecrating a corpse, breaking and entering and trespassing. Cry Count: 3 Mountains Trapped Under: 1

Current Tang Sanzang stats: Names/Titles: River Float, Xuanzang, Tang Sanzang, Tripitaka Abilities: Curing Blindness, making branches point a certain direction (allegedly), reciting sutras, pretty privilege, memorization and Heart Sutra. Cry Count: 14 Tight Fillet Spell Uses: 5 Paralyzed by fear: 4 Bandit Problems: 2 Kidnapped by demons: 2 Falling Off Horses: 5

Current Bai Long Ma Stats: Names/Titles: Bai Long Ma (White Dragon Horse), Prince of the Western Ocean, and third prince jade dragon of the dragon king Aorun Abilities: Transforming into a human, a water snake, and a horse, eating a horse in one bite, and flight. Crime List: Arson, and Grave Disobedience. Contributions to the plot: 1

Current Zhu Wuneng Stats: Names/Titles: The Marshal of the Heavenly Reeds, Zhu Wuneng (Pig who is aware of ability), Zhu Ganglie, Pigsy, Idiot and Eight Rules. Weapon: Rake Abilities: 36 Transformations, parting water, fighting underwater and cloud soaring. Demon Kill Count/Kill steals: 1 Failed Flirtation/romances Attempts: 2 Cry Count: 1 Crime List: Sexual Harassment, Murder, Kidnapping and arson.

Current Sha Wujing Stats: Names/Titles: The Curtain-Raising General, Sha Wujing (Sand Aware of Purity), Sandy and Sha Monk Weapon: 'Monster Taming Staff' Crime List: Breaking a Crystal Cup, murder, and desecration of a human corpse.

[miqomonkly]

14 Associations for I'lyanna Zahn

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1. Animal: Tiger - Lyanna is strong and fierce in combat, but she is a soft and tender soul inside. When she isn't beating the snot out of monsters or pompous nutcases, she will care for those she loves, like a mother tiger does her young.

2. Color: Orange - Aside from being the color of her primary glamour, Lyanna is warm and friendly, always trying to be a comfort and solace for her friends and loved ones.

3. Song: Don't Get In My Way by Zack Hemsey - Every time I hear it, I imagine Lyanna going through her Monk training regimen ala Rocky or Creed. It just feels so raw and epic.

4. Number: 2 - The best things in Lyanna's life have always come in pairs; two parents she misses dearly, her and her twin, two worlds she defends, and so on.

5. Day or Night: Day - Typical for a Seeker of the Sun, but Lyanna does prefer to do her work in the daytime. She also values her beauty sleep!

6. Plant: Black Daisy - Got the cordage with this flower a while back, and ever since then, if I can't find a headpiece that works, I use that for Lyanna's glam. In lore, I like to think she keeps it as a reminder of her own innocence, as well as that of others, lost over the last few years.

7. Smell: Orange Creme - A rather specific scent; it's one she hasn't smelled in a while, as the only thing that could ever capture the memory of it were her mother's sweet rolls...

8. Gemstone: Amethyst and Obsidian - Amythest reminds me of her eyes, which is, in my mind, her most distinguishing feature.

More a semiprecious stone, obsidian is tied to her Monk Soul Crystal; it isn't the standard shape and color/material. Lyanna's crystal is made of obsidian, with the Monk job symbol glowing deep within its core. Obsidian is considered to be a "deep healing" stone, and for much of Lyanna's story, healing from the pain of that which she has lost is most important.

9. Season: Spring - Lyanna enjoys the vibrancy of spring and summer both, but her botanist side is overjoyed by the growth and renewal that comes in spring.

10. Place: Camp Drybone - The closest thing I'lyanna has to a "home town." Before the Calamity, before it was a "camp," Drybone was the place where she and her twin sister were born. With that connection, it is also the place where she made her memorial for her parents.

Combined with all those from the sacking of the Waking Sands she had to bury there... This place holds a greater piece of her heart than she cares to admit.

11. Food: Lentils and Chestnut Soup - One of my more spontaneous ideas, the ingredients in the soup could be easily found along the path her father's caravan would travel. As such, it would make for a perfect "childhood meal" on the road that she would remember quite fondly!

12. Astrological Sign: The Bole - This holds a deeper meaning to Lyanna than its standard astrological meaning. It represents a promise between sisters; to always be by each others' side through thick and thin. To this day, she holds onto that promise; not only to keep herself going... but the one time she attempted a card reading held a particularly curious message for her...

13. Element(s): Fire, Thunder, and Water - Fire is her wrath, turned upon enemies who fight for greed, hate, dominance, or oppression.

Thunder, her connection to her patron deity, Byregot, and his master, Rhalgr. To create and destroy, only as is necessary.

Water represents her sorrow and grief; the two emotions threatening to swallow her up whenever she falls. She fights these daily, pushing past the tides of despair to give hope to those who need it most... even if she is the one who needs it most of all.

14. Drink: Herbal Tea - Another small comfort on the road, various herbs and spices were often collected and brewed to ease a number of ailments. Her favorite is chamomile and the relaxing potency it offers.

This was so much fun to do. It's a nice feeling when you can just get into writing and lose yourself as you ponder about your character and their story!

Shoutout to @chadhunkler for tagging me for this. They always find the fun ones 😉

To continue this trend, I would like to nominate @alannah-corvaine, @starladyquasar, @iridescentvale, @sharlayandropout, and any and all else who wishes to give this a try! Be sure to @ me so i can see what you come up with too! ❤️

[atotc-weekly]

Book the First—Recalled to Life

[X] Chapter I. The Period

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France. In both countries it was clearer than crystal to the lords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled for ever.

It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing up of London and Westminster. Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past (supernaturally deficient in originality) rapped out theirs. Mere messages in the earthly order of events had lately come to the English Crown and People, from a congress of British subjects in America: which, strange to relate, have proved more important to the human race than any communications yet received through any of the chickens of the Cock-lane brood.

France, less favoured on the whole as to matters spiritual than her sister of the shield and trident, rolled with exceeding smoothness down hill, making paper money and spending it. Under the guidance of her Christian pastors, she entertained herself, besides, with such humane achievements as sentencing a youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive, because he had not kneeled down in the rain to do honour to a dirty procession of monks which passed within his view, at a distance of some fifty or sixty yards. It is likely enough that, rooted in the woods of France and Norway, there were growing trees, when that sufferer was put to death, already marked by the Woodman, Fate, to come down and be sawn into boards, to make a certain movable framework with a sack and a knife in it, terrible in history. It is likely enough that in the rough outhouses of some tillers of the heavy lands adjacent to Paris, there were sheltered from the weather that very day, rude carts, bespattered with rustic mire, snuffed about by pigs, and roosted in by poultry, which the Farmer, Death, had already set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution. But that Woodman and that Farmer, though they work unceasingly, work silently, and no one heard them as they went about with muffled tread: the rather, forasmuch as to entertain any suspicion that they were awake, was to be atheistical and traitorous.

In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers’ warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of “the Captain,” gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, “in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:” after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turnkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles’s, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at Newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer’s boy of sixpence.

All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Environed by them, while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, and those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures—the creatures of this chronicle among the rest—along the roads that lay before them.

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France. In both countries it was clearer than crystal to the lords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled for ever.

It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing up of London and Westminster. Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past (supernaturally deficient in originality) rapped out theirs. Mere messages in the earthly order of events had lately come to the English Crown and People, from a congress of British subjects in America: which, strange to relate, have proved more important to the human race than any communications yet received through any of the chickens of the Cock-lane brood.

France, less favoured on the whole as to matters spiritual than her sister of the shield and trident, rolled with exceeding smoothness down hill, making paper money and spending it. Under the guidance of her Christian pastors, she entertained herself, besides, with such humane achievements as sentencing a youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive, because he had not kneeled down in the rain to do honour to a dirty procession of monks which passed within his view, at a distance of some fifty or sixty yards. It is likely enough that, rooted in the woods of France and Norway, there were growing trees, when that sufferer was put to death, already marked by the Woodman, Fate, to come down and be sawn into boards, to make a certain movable framework with a sack and a knife in it, terrible in history. It is likely enough that in the rough outhouses of some tillers of the heavy lands adjacent to Paris, there were sheltered from the weather that very day, rude carts, bespattered with rustic mire, snuffed about by pigs, and roosted in by poultry, which the farmer, Death, had already set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution. But that Woodman and that Farmer, though they work unceasingly, work silently, and no one heard them as they went about with muffled tread: the rather, forasmuch as to entertain any suspicion that they were awake, as to be atheistical and traitorous.

In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers' warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of 'the Captain', gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, 'in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:' after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turnkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles's, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a house-breaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer's boy of sixpence.

All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Environed by them, while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, nad those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures – the creatures of this chronicle among the rest – along the roads that lay before them.

  —  A Tale of Two Cities (Charles Dickens)

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RWBY OC Profile: Milo Hargrove

Name: Milo Hargrove

Age: 18 (Beacon)

Race: Faunus (Bear)

Height: 6’4” (193.04 cm)

Physique: Welterweight muscular and defined chest and back

Eyes: Hazel with a amber hue

Hair: Medium length, wavy grey hair

Trait (Faunus): Bear Claws

Complexion: Honey Brown, freckles along the bridge of nose and top of shoulders

Personality: Calm, protective, gentle, and clever

Hobbies: Training, cooking, coffee brewing, meditating, and reading

Likes: Strong training partners, balanced meals, multiple music genres, exploring new places

Dislikes: Manipulation, unnecessary violence, losing, and hurting those close to him

Allusion: Kovu (Lion King 2)

Symbol: Bear head woven into a willow tree

Weapon(s):

- Spring Moon: a collapsible staff that can have dust crystal loaded into it that creates concentrated points at its tips.

- Spring Eclipse: a pair of butterfly knives that can have loaded dust crystals that when the motion of cuttings is made sends small energy cuts flying from the edges.

Fighting Styles & Skills:

- Wing Chun Kung Fu

- Tiger Style Kung Fu

- Hung Gar Kung Fu

- Infiltration

- Demolition

- Herbology

- Cooking

Semblance:

- Ripple: controlled burst of aura from the hand or foot that cancels out an aura or physical attack with equal force, cancelling opponents attacks.

- Ripple (Evolution): can be controlled to function at a larger distance or short distance and returns a great attack after contact with an opponents attack.

Bio: Born near one the many mountain town monasteries of Mistral, Milo was the son of herbalist, Jade, and a town guardsman by the name of Apollonius. He’d sit next to his mother who smelled of the sweet coffee beans and tea leaves they sold. His father was an immigrant from Menagerie, who wanted to be a huntsman but after meeting Jade, he decided a simpler life where he could protect people but have a fair wage to start a family.

When Milo was ten, his home was destroyed by the infamous Nuckelavee, forced to run away as his father fought to maintain the line for civilians to flee. Milo mother, sadly perished from her wounds. Alone, Milo would wander for many years on his own meeting many characters who were kind and others who were not. Doing what he needed for the sake of survival, at fourteen years old he’d join Cinder first group as its muscle before she gained more followers. However, one bad mission got him injured and Cinder left him for dead.

While suffering and in pain, the boy would be found by Headmaster Ozpin who’d been traveling around Mistral for an important matter. He saw the boy and took him to a local monastery he had an acquaintance. A monk by the name of Wei Shen, the monk would tend to Milo wounds and in time train the boy in exchange for help around the monastery. Once Milo was of age, he’d apply to Beacon Academy in hopes of becoming like the man that saved him who he has a closer connection to than he realizes, and the man that mentored him…

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Excalibur, from The Boy’s King Arthur by N. C. Wyeth (1919)

The Arthurian Saga. The Land, The King

The Arthurian legends are deeply intertwined with places across the British Isles, each imbued with mystery, spirituality, and connections to the faery realm. Here are some of the most notable:

1. TINTAGEL CASTLE, CORNWALL

Significance: Often regarded as the birthplace of King Arthur, Tintagel’s windswept cliffs and the ruins of the medieval castle exude a mystical atmosphere. According to legend, Merlin lived in a cave below the castle, and the place is seen as a bridge to the faery world.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: Tintagel has long been linked with faery lore and the supernatural, its caves and rocky coastlines considered thresholds between worlds. The landscape around Tintagel is full of powerful ley lines that attract seekers of Arthurian mystery.

2. GLASTONBURY TOR, SOMERSET

Significance: One of the most hallowed sites in Arthurian legend, Glastonbury Tor is linked with Avalon, the enchanted isle where Arthur was taken to be healed after the Battle of Camlann. Legends suggest that the Tor is a gateway to otherworldly realms.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: The Tor is crowned by St. Michael’s Tower, and the hill is associated with ancient pagan traditions. The nearby Glastonbury Abbey claims to hold Arthur's grave, discovered (or constructed) by monks in the 12th century. The site’s faery lore is strong, with tales of mystical lights and visions of the fae in its ancient hills and springs.

3. DOZMARY POOL, BODMIN MOOR, CORNWALL

Significance: This small lake on Bodmin Moor is reputed to be where Sir Bedivere cast Excalibur back to the Lady of the Lake after Arthur's final battle. It is a liminal space, seen as the watery portal to the Otherworld.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: Dozmary Pool is said to be inhabited by spirits and faeries, and locals believed for centuries that the pool was bottomless, adding to its supernatural reputation. The waters are linked to the realms of faery and the Lady of the Lake, who embodies both enchantment and mystery.

4. CADBURY CASTLE, SOMERSET

Significance: Thought by some to be the true location of Camelot, this ancient hillfort has long associations with Arthurian legend. Local tales describe a sleeping army beneath the hill, waiting to rise at Arthur’s command.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: The site is believed to be sacred and possibly linked to ancient faery practices. Nearby wells and springs were once thought to be magical, and the presence of faery spirits in the woods and caves of the area is part of local folklore.

5. THE ISLE OF ANGLESEY, NORTH WALES

Significance: A place linked with ancient Druidic practices and seen as one of Arthur’s last refuges. The isle has a long history of association with otherworldly beings and faery folk.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: Anglesey was a centre of Druidic tradition, where ancient magic and Arthurian stories intertwine. Stories tell of faery spirits residing in the wooded hollows and caves, and local lore suggests that powerful magical beings still dwell in its hidden glens.

6. THE FOREST OF BROCELIANDE, BRITTANY (FRENCH BUT WITH CELTIC SIGNIFICANCE)

Significance: Though technically not within the UK, Broceliande in Brittany has strong links to Arthurian lore and Celtic tradition. In British accounts, it often stands in for Britain’s own mystical forests and faery glades.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: The forest is traditionally home to Merlin, Viviane (the Lady of the Lake), and other faery spirits. It is where Merlin is said to be imprisoned in a crystal cave by Viviane, a powerful enchantress. The forest is steeped in faery lore, with wandering paths and secret pools believed to be portals to the faery realm.

7. THE ROLLRIGHT STONES, OXFORDSHIRE

Significance: Though not directly associated with King Arthur, these Neolithic stones are linked to Arthurian stories as places of enchantment and faery magic. The stones are sometimes called “Arthur’s Knights” or “the Whispering Knights.”

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: The Rollright Stones are considered faery stones, linked with magical forces and potent energies. Stories tell that faery gatherings take place here, and those who attempt to count the stones are enchanted by the fae. Local folklore suggests that they can “come to life” on certain magical nights of the year.

8. CARLISLE, CUMBRIA (ARTHUR’S ROUND TABLE)

Significance: In Cumbria, a prehistoric henge known as “Arthur’s Round Table” is an ancient site tied to Arthurian tales, suggesting that it was a place where Arthur held court.

Spiritual and Magical Aspects: The round henge is surrounded by ancient trees and is thought to be a place of power. Local tales hint at faery encounters near the site and link it to visions of ancient British kings. The spirits of Cumbria’s landscape are thought to be strong here, tied to old Celtic traditions and the fae.

These places form a mystical map across the British Isles, each with its own rich legacy of Arthurian lore and connections to the faery and spirit worlds. Together, they bring the enchanted world of King Arthur and ancient Albion to life.

KING ARTHUR'S RELATIONSHIP TO THE LAND

King Arthur’s connection to Albion—the ancient name for the British Isles—runs deep, symbolising a mystical union between the legendary king and the spirit of the land itself. This connection is represented in both his divine right as a ruler and his close association with Britain’s sacred landscapes, faery realms, and powerful forces of nature.

1. A SOVEREIGN CHOSEN BY THE LAND

In Celtic tradition, a king was more than a mere ruler; he was chosen by the land itself. Arthur’s right to rule was granted through magical signs, such as drawing the sword Excalibur from the stone and being given a new sword by the Lady of the Lake. Excalibur itself was a powerful symbol, an emblem of Arthur’s duty to defend Albion and uphold its mystical and spiritual heritage. His sovereignty, in essence, was a sacred bond with Albion.

2. THE CONCEPT OF THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING

Arthur is famously called “the once and future king,” suggesting he is eternally linked to Albion. According to legend, Arthur will one day return in Britain’s greatest time of need, symbolising that his spirit is bound to Albion’s fate. This idea is rooted in the ancient belief that the land and the king were intertwined, and that the spirit of Albion could be summoned in Arthur’s name.

3. SACRED SITES AND MAGICAL REALMS

Arthur’s life and legacy are marked by Albion’s mystical sites—places like Tintagel, Glastonbury Tor, and Cadbury Castle. These places are charged with supernatural significance, often linked to the faery realm and ancient rites. For instance, Glastonbury is associated with Avalon, an Otherworld island where Arthur was taken to be healed after his final battle. Avalon is portrayed as a mystical reflection of Albion itself, a place eternally verdant and full of magic.

4. GUARDIAN OF ALBION’S PEOPLE AND MYSTERIES

Arthur was seen not only as a warrior-king but as a defender of the British people and their magical heritage. The legend of Camelot and the Knights of the Round Table symbolises a quest to protect Albion’s wisdom and secrets. The Round Table was more than a council of knights; it was a spiritual fellowship aiming to safeguard Albion’s mysteries from foreign invaders and dark forces.

5. ARTHUR’S CONNECTION TO THE FAERY WORLD

Many tales of Arthur hint at his interaction with the faery realm and the Otherworld, both considered intrinsic to Albion’s spiritual landscape. Arthur’s conception and many adventures have roots in these liminal spaces, bridging the mortal world and the mystical one. He often encounters faery beings and Otherworldly foes, showing his role as a mortal champion interacting with the ancient spirits and guardians of the land.

6. ARTHUR’S FINAL RESTING PLACE

Arthur’s departure to Avalon is symbolic of his eternal bond with Albion. Avalon is a mystical island thought to be hidden within or beyond the borders of Albion, mirroring the hidden spiritual forces within the land. Many believe that his return will come from Avalon, signifying the resurgence of Albion’s spiritual power when it is most needed. Glastonbury is sometimes called his grave, yet the stories of his return suggest that he remains Albion’s guardian, even in death.

Arthur’s deep connection to the land of Albion reflects the ancient British belief that kingship was a sacred role, bound by blood, spirit, and duty to the land. Albion’s landscapes, legends, and faery lore are as much a part of Arthur as he is of them, making him an eternal emblem of Britain’s magical and spiritual heritage.

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Festivals in Spiti Valley: A Cultural Extravaganza

The Spiti Valley, nestled in the cold desert of Himachal Pradesh, is a treasure trove of rich culture and traditions. With a backdrop of towering mountains, crystal-clear rivers, and ancient monasteries, the valley comes alive with vibrant festivals that showcase its unique heritage. These Festivals in Spiti Valley are not just celebrations but a reflection of the deep-rooted Culture in Spiti Valley, which has remained largely untouched by the modern world.

Introduction to Spiti Valley’s Culture

The culture of Spiti Valley is deeply influenced by Tibetan Buddhism, as the region shares its borders with Tibet. The valley is home to some of the oldest monasteries in the world, and the traditions and customs practiced here are closely tied to the spiritual teachings of Buddhism. The festivals in Spiti are not merely religious events but also serve as occasions for social gatherings, community bonding, and preserving the rich cultural heritage of the region.

Key Festivals in Spiti Valley

Losar Festival: The Losar Festival marks the Tibetan New Year and is one of the most significant festivals in Spiti Valley. Celebrated with great enthusiasm, the festival involves traditional dances, music, and the lighting of butter lamps. The locals adorn their homes with colorful flags, and the monasteries are beautifully decorated. The festival is a time for the community to come together, offer prayers, and seek blessings for the coming year.

Chaam Dance Festival: The Chaam Dance Festival is a unique celebration where monks perform masked dances to depict stories of good triumphing over evil. This festival is held in various monasteries across Spiti, with the most famous being at the Key Monastery. The dances are accompanied by traditional music played on instruments like cymbals, drums, and trumpets. The festival is a visual spectacle and a significant cultural event that attracts tourists from around the world.

Kungri Festival: Held at the Kungri Monastery, the Kungri Festival is a celebration of the tantric rituals practiced by the Nyingma sect of Buddhism. The festival features traditional music, dances, and the recital of religious texts. It is an important event for the locals and provides a glimpse into the spiritual practices that have been followed in the valley for centuries.

Phagli Festival: The Phagli Festival is a unique celebration that marks the end of winter and the beginning of spring. The festival is characterized by the performance of traditional dances, known as ‘Chham,’ by men dressed in elaborate costumes. The dances depict the victory of good over evil, and the festival is also an occasion for the community to come together, exchange gifts, and celebrate the arrival of the new season.

Gutor Festival: The Gutor Festival is celebrated two days before Losar and is a ritualistic event aimed at driving away evil spirits and negative energies. The festival involves the preparation of a special dish called ‘Guthuk,’ which is made from nine different ingredients. The festival is also marked by the performance of rituals by monks, including the burning of effigies symbolizing the destruction of evil.

The Role of Monasteries in Spiti’s Festivals

The monasteries in Spiti Valley play a central role in the celebration of festivals. These ancient structures are not just religious centers but also cultural hubs where the community gathers to celebrate various events. The monasteries are adorned with colorful flags, and the air is filled with the sound of prayers, chants, and traditional music during the festivals. The monks, who are the custodians of the valley’s rich cultural heritage, perform rituals, dances, and recitals that are integral to the festivals.

Cultural Significance of Spiti Valley’s Festivals

The festivals in Spiti Valley are not just about celebration; they are a means of preserving the unique culture and traditions of the region. In a world that is rapidly changing, these festivals serve as a reminder of the importance of community, spirituality, and cultural identity. They provide an opportunity for the younger generation to learn about their heritage and keep the traditions alive.

Experiencing Spiti Valley’s Festivals

For travelers, the festivals in Spiti Valley offer a unique opportunity to immerse themselves in the local culture. The valley, with its stunning landscapes and ancient monasteries, provides the perfect backdrop for these celebrations. Visitors can witness the colorful dances, participate in the rituals, and experience the warmth and hospitality of the local people. The festivals also offer a chance to explore the valley’s rich cultural heritage and gain a deeper understanding of the spiritual practices that are an integral part of life in Spiti.

Conclusion

The Festivals in Spiti Valley are a celebration of the valley’s rich cultural heritage and spiritual traditions. From the vibrant Losar Festival to the mystical Chaam Dance Festival, each event offers a unique glimpse into the Culture in Spiti Valley. These festivals are not just about celebration; they are a means of preserving the traditions and customs that have been passed down through generations. For travelers, the festivals provide a unique opportunity to experience the valley’s rich cultural heritage and connect with the local community. As the world changes, the festivals of Spiti Valley serve as a reminder of the importance of preserving our cultural identity and celebrating the traditions that make us who we are.

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Nubra Valley and Yarab Tso Lake: A Perfect Himalayan Duo

In the heart of the Indian Himalayas lies a region that seems to belong to another world. Ladakh, with its stark landscapes, ancient monasteries, and vibrant culture, has long been a magnet for travelers seeking both adventure and tranquility. Among its many wonders, the awe-inspiring beauty of Nubra Valley and the serene charm of Yarab Tso Lake stand out as must-visit destinations. These places offer a perfect blend of natural beauty, spiritual calm, and cultural richness, making them ideal for anyone looking to experience the true essence of Ladakh.

Nestled between towering mountains and arid deserts, Nubra Valley is often referred to as the "Valley of Flowers." This name, however, belies the stark, almost surreal beauty of the landscape. The valley is a high-altitude cold desert, characterized by vast expanses of sand dunes, lush green villages, and rugged mountains. The journey to Nubra Valley begins with a thrilling drive over Khardung La, one of the highest motorable passes in the world. As you descend into the valley, the scenery transforms from the stark, rugged terrain of the pass to the fertile, green oasis of Nubra.

At the heart of Nubra Valley lies Diskit, the largest and oldest monastery in the region. Perched atop a hill overlooking the Shyok River, Diskit Monastery offers breathtaking views of the valley below. The monastery is home to a 32-meter tall statue of Maitreya Buddha, which stands as a symbol of peace and protection for the valley. Visitors can explore the ancient prayer halls, interact with the resident monks, and experience the tranquil ambiance of this sacred place.

A short drive from Diskit takes you to Hunder, a village famous for its sand dunes and Bactrian camels. These double-humped camels, remnants of the ancient Silk Road trade, offer a unique way to explore the desert landscape. A camel ride at sunset, with the golden dunes stretching out before you and the mountains casting long shadows, is an unforgettable experience.

Further north lies the village of Turtuk, one of the last villages in India before the Line of Control with Pakistan. Turtuk is a place where cultures converge; its residents are predominantly Balti people, whose language, customs, and cuisine differ markedly from those of the rest of Ladakh. The village is a lush green oasis, with apricot orchards, terraced fields, and charming stone houses. Exploring Turtuk offers a glimpse into a way of life that has remained largely unchanged for centuries.

As you venture deeper into Nubra Valley, the landscape becomes even more dramatic. The road to Panamik, the northernmost village accessible to tourists, takes you along the Nubra River, past hot springs, and through valleys dotted with ancient stupas and monasteries. Panamik itself is famous for its hot springs, believed to have therapeutic properties, and offers stunning views of the surrounding peaks.

Amidst the rugged beauty of Nubra Valley lies Yarab Tso Lake, a hidden gem that few travelers venture to see. Located near the village of Sumur, Yarab Tso is often referred to as the "Hidden Lake" due to its secluded location. The trek to the lake is an adventure in itself, taking you through rocky paths and serene landscapes. As you approach Yarab Tso, the first glimpse of its crystal-clear waters reflecting the sky and the surrounding mountains is nothing short of magical.

Yarab Tso Lake holds great spiritual significance for the locals. It is considered a sacred lake, and visitors are expected to maintain its sanctity by not polluting the waters or disturbing the peace. The tranquility of Yarab Tso is perfect for meditation, reflection, or simply soaking in the beauty of nature. Surrounded by rocky cliffs and alpine vegetation, the lake offers a sense of peace and solitude that is hard to find elsewhere.

For those seeking more adventure, the area around Yarab Tso offers numerous trekking opportunities. The trails take you through varied landscapes, from verdant valleys to barren mountains, and provide stunning views at every turn. Whether you are an experienced trekker or a casual hiker, the treks around Yarab Tso Lake will leave you spellbound.

Combining a visit to Nubra Valley and Yarab Tso Lake offers travelers a chance to experience the diverse beauty and cultural richness of Ladakh. The journey begins with the excitement of crossing Khardung La and descending into the fertile valley of Nubra. As you explore the villages, monasteries, and sand dunes, you gain a deep appreciation for the resilience and hospitality of the people who call this remote region home.

The contrast between the arid desert of Nubra Valley and the serene waters of Yarab Tso Lake encapsulates the unique beauty of Ladakh. While Nubra offers adventure and cultural exploration, Yarab Tso provides a retreat into nature's quiet embrace. Together, they create a journey that is both exhilarating and peaceful, a perfect reflection of the diverse experiences that Ladakh has to offer.

Whether you are seeking the thrill of adventure, the peace of solitude, or a deeper connection with nature and culture, a trip to Nubra Valley and Yarab Tso Lake will fulfill your desires. These destinations invite you to step out of your comfort zone, to explore the unknown, and to find beauty in the unexpected. As you stand on the shores of Yarab Tso or atop a dune in Nubra, you will feel a sense of awe and wonder that only the untouched beauty of Ladakh can inspire.

For those planning a visit, it is essential to be mindful of the environmental impact. Ladakh is a fragile ecosystem, and responsible tourism is crucial to preserving its beauty for future generations. Respect the local customs, minimize waste, and support sustainable practices to ensure that Nubra Valley and Yarab Tso Lake remain pristine and enchanting for years to come.

The journey through Nubra Valley and Yarab Tso Lake is more than just a travel experience; it is an opportunity to connect with a land that is as diverse as it is beautiful. From the bustling markets and ancient monasteries of Nubra to the quiet, reflective shores of Yarab Tso, this region of Ladakh offers a journey of discovery, both outward and inward. Embrace the adventure, immerse yourself in the culture, and let the serene beauty of these places leave an indelible mark on your soul.

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A Tale of Two Cities - Book 1: Part 1

In 45 parts.

The Period

Book the First—Recalled to Life CHAPTER I. The Period

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France. In both countries it was clearer than crystal to the lords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled for ever.

It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday, of whom a prophetic private in the Life Guards had heralded the sublime appearance by announcing that arrangements were made for the swallowing up of London and Westminster. Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past (supernaturally deficient in originality) rapped out theirs. Mere messages in the earthly order of events had lately come to the English Crown and People, from a congress of British subjects in America: which, strange to relate, have proved more important to the human race than any communications yet received through any of the chickens of the Cock-lane brood.

France, less favoured on the whole as to matters spiritual than her sister of the shield and trident, rolled with exceeding smoothness down hill, making paper money and spending it. Under the guidance of her Christian pastors, she entertained herself, besides, with such humane achievements as sentencing a youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive, because he had not kneeled down in the rain to do honour to a dirty procession of monks which passed within his view, at a distance of some fifty or sixty yards. It is likely enough that, rooted in the woods of France and Norway, there were growing trees, when that sufferer was put to death, already marked by the Woodman, Fate, to come down and be sawn into boards, to make a certain movable framework with a sack and a knife in it, terrible in history. It is likely enough that in the rough outhouses of some tillers of the heavy lands adjacent to Paris, there were sheltered from the weather that very day, rude carts, bespattered with rustic mire, snuffed about by pigs, and roosted in by poultry, which the Farmer, Death, had already set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution. But that Woodman and that Farmer, though they work unceasingly, work silently, and no one heard them as they went about with muffled tread: the rather, forasmuch as to entertain any suspicion that they were awake, was to be atheistical and traitorous.

In England, there was scarcely an amount of order and protection to justify much national boasting. Daring burglaries by armed men, and highway robberies, took place in the capital itself every night; families were publicly cautioned not to go out of town without removing their furniture to upholsterers’ warehouses for security; the highwayman in the dark was a City tradesman in the light, and, being recognised and challenged by his fellow-tradesman whom he stopped in his character of “the Captain,” gallantly shot him through the head and rode away; the mail was waylaid by seven robbers, and the guard shot three dead, and then got shot dead himself by the other four, “in consequence of the failure of his ammunition:” after which the mail was robbed in peace; that magnificent potentate, the Lord Mayor of London, was made to stand and deliver on Turnham Green, by one highwayman, who despoiled the illustrious creature in sight of all his retinue; prisoners in London gaols fought battles with their turnkeys, and the majesty of the law fired blunderbusses in among them, loaded with rounds of shot and ball; thieves snipped off diamond crosses from the necks of noble lords at Court drawing-rooms; musketeers went into St. Giles’s, to search for contraband goods, and the mob fired on the musketeers, and the musketeers fired on the mob, and nobody thought any of these occurrences much out of the common way. In the midst of them, the hangman, ever busy and ever worse than useless, was in constant requisition; now, stringing up long rows of miscellaneous criminals; now, hanging a housebreaker on Saturday who had been taken on Tuesday; now, burning people in the hand at Newgate by the dozen, and now burning pamphlets at the door of Westminster Hall; to-day, taking the life of an atrocious murderer, and to-morrow of a wretched pilferer who had robbed a farmer’s boy of sixpence.

All these things, and a thousand like them, came to pass in and close upon the dear old year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Environed by them, while the Woodman and the Farmer worked unheeded, those two of the large jaws, and those other two of the plain and the fair faces, trod with stir enough, and carried their divine rights with a high hand. Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures—the creatures of this chronicle among the rest—along the roads that lay before them.

CHAPTER II.

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Top 7 places to visit in Sikkim

Sikkim is a beautiful state nestled in the foothills of the Himalayas in India. Sikkim is a must-visit location for anyone wishing to experience the best of the Himalayas.

It is known for its amazing scenery, colorful culture, and kind hospitality. Here are the top 7 Sikkim destinations you must see if you're thinking about visiting.

Gangtok Gangtok is the capital city of Sikkim and the hub of all activity in the state. It serves as the Gangtok District's administrative center. At a height of 1,650 m (5,410 ft), Gangtok is located in the eastern Himalayan range. The 100,000 residents of the city are from a variety of Sikkimese ethnic groups, including Indian Gorkhas, Bhutia, and Lepchas. Gangtok serves as the center of Sikkim's tourism sector and is located among the higher Himalayan ranges, where the climate is warm and temperate all year round. Gangtok is a must-visit location because of its humming markets, vibrant culture, and incredible views of the Himalayas. Many monasteries and temples can be found in the city, including the Rumtek Monastery and the Enchey Monastery, both of which are significant religious sites. Tsomgo Lake Tsomgo Lake, also known as Tsongmo Lake or Changgu Lake, is a glacial lake in the East Sikkim district of the Indian state of Sikkim, some 40 kilometers (25 mi) from the capital Gangtok. Located at an elevation of 3,753 m (12,313 ft), the lake remains frozen during the winter season. The lake's surface reflects different colors with the change of seasons and is held in great reverence by the local Sikkimese people. Buddhist monks prognosticated after studying the changing colors of the lake. Tourist attractions at the lake site include joy rides on decorated yaks and mules where kiosks offer a variety of food and drinks. There is also a small Shiva temple on the bank of the lake. As the lake is located in a restricted area it is essential for all Indians visiting the area to obtain permits. In the case of foreign nationals special permit is essential. The lake is famous for its crystal-clear waters that change colors throughout the day and is bordered by snow-capped mountains. Nathula Nathula is a mountain pass in the Dongkya Range of the Himalayas between China's Yadong County in Tibet, and the Indian states of Sikkim and West Bengal in Bengal, South Asia. The pass, which rises to a height of 4,310 meters (14,140 feet), connects Gangtok and Kalimpong with the settlements in the lower Chumbi Valley. Winters in Nathula Pass bring a lot of snowfall. This region could experience temperatures as low as -25 degrees Celsius. If you really enjoy the snow, you can wear heavy wool clothing and explore Nathula Pass in the winter. The summer season, when the temperature hovers around 10 degrees Celsius, lasts from May to mid-November. Yumthang Valley The Yumthang Valley, also known as the Sikkim Valley of Flowers sanctuary, is a natural preserve in the North Sikkim district of Sikkim state in India that features a river, hot springs, yaks, and grazing pasture on undulating meadows. At a distance of 150 kilometers (93 miles) from the state capital Gangtok, it is located at an elevation of 3,564 meters (11,693 ft) above mean sea level. A trip to Yumthang Valley is never complete without taking a yak ride. Yumthang Chu and Puniya Chu, two nearby rivers with good fishing, are close by. And only 7-8 kilometers away lies the stunning Shingba Rhododendron Sanctuary, a 35 square km field home to over 38 distinct species of rhododendrons. A hiker's trail goes to a little bridge that crosses over to the Yumthang Hot Spring on the way to the Yumthang Valley. What is surprising about this location is that the water coming from there stays warm even during the coldest temperatures. Additionally, due to the high sulphur content, it is thought to have medicinal value for healing. In addition to the hot spring, there is a very well-known Shiva Temple about 7 km to the north. Another extremely well-liked trekking location is Zero Point, which is about 23 km from the Yumthang valley at an elevation of approximately 15,000 ft, not far from the Chinese border. Its outstanding visual appeal and unimpeded view of the snowy peaks make it extremely appealing to hikers. Pelling Pelling is a mountainous town in Sikkim, India's Gyalshing district. Pelling is tucked away at a height of 2,150 meters (7,200 feet). The settlement lies 10 kilometers from Gyalshing City, the district's administrative center, and 131 kilometers from Gangtok. The two towns are linked by a frequent bus service. However, due to the increase in visitors, the area is changing, with the construction of hotels and repairs to the roads. At an altitude of 2000 meters, Pelling experiences summer temperatures as high as 25 degrees Celsius and winter temperatures as low as 1 degree Celsius. In the summer, it is quite warm and comfortable. July through September is when the monsoons occur. Pelling can be visited throughout the year, however, it is advisable to stay away from a trip during the monsoon seas Lachung Lachung is a town and hill station in northeast Sikkim, India. It is situated close to the Tibet border in the North Sikkim district. Lachung is located at the junction of the Lachen and Lachung Rivers, both of which are tributaries of the River Teesta and is at a height of approximately 9,600 feet (2,900 m). Lachung means "small pass" in Chinese. The town is located about 125 kilometers (78 miles) from Gangtok, the state's capital. Lachung is an offbeat destination, untampered by the hues of modernization. It is a popular destination amongst those that love time with nature. If you wish to explore the best of Sikkim, then a trip to Lachung is a must! This little town is filled with nature’s magnificence and glory. Here, you can enjoy the peace and also indulge in activities that will get your adrenaline rushing. Rumtek Monastery Rumtek Monastery, also known as the Dharma Chakra Centre, is a gompa that can be found in the Indian state of Sikkim, close to the state's capital Gangtok. The 16th Karmapa officially opened in 1966 as the Gyalwang Karmapa's seat-in-exile. The issue surrounding the 17th Karmapa is also a focal point for the sectarian conflicts that exist within the Karma Kagyu school of Tibetan Buddhism. Rumtek Monastery's weather is very similar to Gangtok City's because of its proximity. The optimum times to visit Rumtek Monastery are thought to be from March to June and from October to December because the summers and autumn months are nice. Avoid the monsoon, though, as the persistent rain might ruin your trip and make sightseeing challenging. In conclusion, Sikkim is a wonderful state with breathtaking scenery, a thriving culture, and kind people. Sikkim offers something for everyone, whether you want to get a close-up view of the Himalayan up close, learn about the regional culture and cuisine, or just relax and unwind in a peaceful environment. Therefore, be sure to include these top 7 locations in your itinerary if you're planning a trip to Sikkim. To read more blogs – Click Here Read the full article

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A Comprehensive Guide For Bikers For A Leh Ladakh Bike Trip

Places to Visit on Ladakh Bike Tour

Leh City

Leh City, the capital of Ladakh, is a must-see location on your Leh Ladakh on bike adventure. The historic town has a lot to offer. You may enjoy the region's exceptional beauty and bliss here, which includes historic architecture, markets, and reminders of Tibetan heritage. Keep a day free for rest in the city after your arrival. Here, you can go sightseeing and shop for trinkets to bring home.

Pangong Lake

The 134 km long, crystal pure Pangong Lake, which is nestled at an elevation of 14,270 feet, is 60% Chinese property. Beyond description, the serene lake is a sight to behold. The seas, which exhibit seven different colours of blue, undoubtedly capture travellers' attention. The imposing peaks and difficult route up to the lake are an unforgettable experience.

Tsomoriri Lake

In Ladakh by bike, there is a freshwater lake called Tso Moriri that is located at a height of 15,000 feet. The area around the water body is a stunning environment that transitions from rocky to lush green. The aquatic body is 19 kilometres long and 7 kilometres wide, and it is fed by two streams and springs. The stunning lake is home to 34 different bird species as well as unusual plants and animals.

Magnetic Hill

On the national highway connecting Leh to Kargil, the unusual natural phenomena known as Magnetic Hill may be found. Even with the ignition off, any car may be pulled up the steep slope of the elevated road. If you haven't gone here, your road journeys to Ladakh remain incomplete.

Zanskar Valley

A stunning natural beauty graces the remote Zanskar valley. It is one of the locations that wraps up your Ladakh tour and is inhabited by monks. The valley is traversed by the Zanskar River, which also gave the region its name. It is teeming with adventures. There are many possibilities for activities that will make your heart race, from river rafting to freezing treks.

Nubra Valley

The stunning mystery of Ladakh is Nubra Valley. The region is beautiful and is known as the Valley of Flowers. At one location, there is lush farmland, Bactrian camels with two humpbacks, colourful blossoms, traditional towns, and a desert-like environment. Nubra Valley is so breathtakingly lovely that words cannot do it justice.

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Delicate Pink / softest pink sugar / pink is said to be as delicate as a baby / a softness touch feeling of femininity / pink lace precious for a childhood princess fairy / as a colour that comes early, like blossom that enwraps falling around a Spring Cherry tree / a morning of thin petal pastel linens and your favourite lingerie / snug enough to curl up in, an elegant feeling / the pink iridescence of a freshwater-pearl asleep in a faded coral clam shell / its a tint that’s been watered down / like the paint used on an old English country cottaged house / flush blush that’s been whitewashed out / becoming something sensitive, subdued, subtler / a sinless sweet innocence, the colour of spun sugar / a wispy candy-floss childishness that’s egoless and feeds a taste of nostalgia / as you only see the best of things when you look through tinted lenses of this colour / see-through romance shades, like rose quartz crystal’s haze, translucent and as faint as it's pretty floral scent / so thin, almost hidden, like the champagne pink of a transparent pixie wing / light enough to take flight, for the pivot of a ballerina’s pirouetting / as weightless as ballet shoe moves / its pretty perfect for any rosy muse / as this pink threads as fine as gossamer in which to dress a son or daughter, for softest pink has the graceful form of a delicate young dancer

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‘Sitting down to the table, I glanced at the girl, who was handing me a glass of tea, and I felt all at once as though a wind were blowing over my soul and blowing away all the impressions of the day with their dust and dreariness. I saw the bewitching features of the most beautiful face I have ever met in real life or in my dreams. Before me stood a beauty, and I recognised that at the first glance as I should have recognised lightning. 

I am ready to swear that Masha- or, as her father called her, Mashya- was a real beauty, but I don’t know how to prove it. It sometimes happens that clouds are huddled together in disorder on the horizon, and the sun hiding behind them colours them and the sky with hints of every possible shade - crimson, orange, gold, lilac, muddy pink; one cloud is like a monk, another like a fish and a third like a Turk in a turban. The glow of sunset enveloping a third of the sky gleams on the cross on the church, flashes on the windows of the Manor House, is reflected in the river and the puddles, quivers on the trees; far, far away against the background of the sunset, a flock of wild ducks is flying homewards…. And the boy herding the cows, and the surveyor driving in his driving in his chaise over the dam, and the gentleman out for a walk, all gaze at the sunset, and every one of them thinks it terribly beautiful, but no one knows or can say in what its beauty lies.’

Anton Chekhov, The Beauties, I 

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Manali Tourism In India [Hill Stations In Manali]

Manali is a popular hill station in the Indian state of Himachal Pradesh. Located in the Himalayan mountain range, Manali is known for its stunning natural beauty, with snow-capped mountains, lush forests, and crystal clear streams. There are a variety of activities to enjoy in Manali, including trekking, rafting, paragliding, and skiing in the winter.

Manali is a popular tourist destination in India known for its natural beauty and outdoor activities. Here are a few places you might consider visiting while in Manali:

Hidimba Devi Temple: This ancient temple is dedicated to Hidimba, the wife of Bhima from the Indian epic Mahabharata. The temple is located in a cedar forest and is an important religious and cultural site in Manali.

Rohtang Pass: Located about 51 km from Manali, the Rohtang Pass is a high mountain pass that offers breathtaking views of the surrounding Himalayan peaks. The pass is a popular spot for skiing in the winter and also offers opportunities for trekking and other adventure sports.

Solang Valley: This picturesque valley is located about 14 km from Manali and is known for its panoramic views of the mountains and glaciers. The valley is a popular spot for paragliding and other adventure sports.

Vashisht Hot Springs: Located about 3 km from Manali, the Vashisht Hot Springs are a series of natural hot springs that are believed to have therapeutic properties. The springs are a popular spot for relaxation and rejuvenation.

Manali Gompa: This Tibetan Buddhist monastery is located in the Old Manali area and is home to a community of monks. The monastery offers a peaceful and serene atmosphere and is a popular spot for meditation and spiritual practices.

Beas Kund: Located about 22 km from Manali, Beas Kund is a high-altitude glacial lake that is considered sacred by Hindus. The lake is a popular spot for trekking and picnicking, and offers stunning views of the surrounding mountains.

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