#wizard of loneliness

[the-wacky-planet-of-fielder]

Wizard Dork of Loneliness City

[businesscasual-biz]

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[ithisatanytime]

(Wizard of Loneliness)

[saturdaysky]

hunger is whatever shape the moonlight pulls your shadow into.

The cover and first two pages of a comic about Essek and touch, set just after episode 97 and the reveal of his treachery.

There are nine pages. I will post them in batches as I finish them, and each post will be updated with the links to the other pages. 💜

I've had this idea sketched out for several years (check out my user icon, which hasn't changed since I made this account 😉 ), and I am excited to finally sit down and finish it! Here's a close-up of the Rosohna and Xhorhaus panel on page 2.

An absence is also a presence, no?

Poetry source is ONE SIDE OF AN INTERVIEW WITH THE GHOST OF MARVIN GAYE by Hanif Abdurraqib.

[passingnights]

Ame is a child when she first wonders through Grandmother Wren’s cottage. She wakes to the stomps of a fierce rooster, the smell of juk, the chorus of small sounds that builds the cottage.

Ame is a child when she falls in love with magic, the scent of it, the purity and the heart that lives at the core of it. Magic, the ability to connect with the earth, to provide for the animals and the trees, for the Spirits and honour their works. To help humans with sickness and mending.

The humanity in magic, the spinning of life to vow service to all that breathes on Umora.

Yet Ame is still a child as other children scowl at her, throw piercing gazes and words, “you’re a witch!” and see nothing but body, a little girl disconnected from the flesh of their own, a witch, nothing but a witch, an orphan, a stranger, a child. All but human.

But Ame had never thought herself anything other than human.

Ame, a child that never was, never could be, and forever will be.

She is a child when she is given to Grandmother Wren. Unwanted, strange child. She is a child when she is othered by the other children. Witch and apprentice, and still a child.

Ame never experiences childhood. She knows the wonders of magic and medicine, of healing and earth. But she never experiences the wonders of friendship, of connections in childhood. Ame never experiences the wonders of playing make belief, the warm hug after a heated argument, the small secrets shared in childhood.

But Ame is a child when finds more to her little family. A wizard, a witch and a wild one. Each child with a deep and profound sadness etched into the core of their beings and yet all too young to form the words to it.

Ame is still a child when she waves goodbye to her best and most True Friend. Tears wet her cheeks and the summer falls to her feet in a sweet breeze and a distant memory unforgotten. Ame is a child when she whispers her final goodnight to her brother, her True Friend, without and fully knowing so. She wakes up to the smell of moss and nothing but moss. She finds the cottage all too quiet.

Ame gains more than childhood during one summer and looses more than it when it is over. She finds fellowship and family in two True Friends. A secret and bond in childhood that cannot be simply broken. A thread that stretches across over water and mountains that no matter how far they are, they know they have a piece of themselves, of a simpler yet complicated summer in childhood somewhere across the lands. A small shard of childhood, of their true humanities stuck in memory of the scent of honey and magic and fur, a time long ago.

[gaylittlerichie]

i love hitting my fave characters with the Ugly Beam!!! what if they weren’t conventionally attractive at all. some may say not even unconventionally attractive some may say uggers

[soubidou]

Me: Aw, Silver is turning out to be a sweet guy to and with Suvi and I hope we get to see more of hi-

Brennan: He's leaving for the front kudos see you next week 🫰🏻

[wetndwildsstuff]

Should i forget him and move on or should I start

manifesting

[galacticjonah]

since I now have polls...anyone game for a little choose your own adventure style comic fun? 🤔

we could send a little wizard on an adventure...

[venndaai]

having to choose between Lae'zel and the Emperor is causing me more agony than any video game choice has in quite a while

[toworldsbeyond]

On the rare nights when Suvi dreams, she dreams most often of the most horrid of things. Of regret, of fear, of fire and the burning smell of smoke, of panic and fear. Those nights are the ones where she pulls a pillow tight to her chest and wishes the Citadel was just a little bit closer to Grandmother Wren's cottage.

But sometimes, on the rarest of occasions, she dreams of good things. She dreams of furry arms wrapping her in a hug, of resting her head against Eursulon's side and feeling the weight of Ame's head resting on her stomach, in this weird pseudo-circle they would form during the cooler air of the summer nights. She dreams so, so rarely of Ame's mumbled threats to Taro and his never-ending patience and cocked head of curiosity and innocence, of the distant sound of wood-on-goat as Eursulon lifted his broom handle again and again to Nicholas' amusement and patience. She dreams of the breeze in the trees, books open in her lap, of sitting with Eursulon and going over letters again and again until his scrunched nose and frustration fades to something closer to comfort and understanding. She dreams of Ame's chirping happiness and Eursulon's steadfast comfort.

On some truly rare occasions, she dreams of the summer she was home.

[fastasyoucan1999]

you know what you are? you remind me of the wizard of loneliness 🧙‍♂️

[ithisatanytime]

(Wizard of Loneliness)

[axeknee]

Kylan Parvollen as The Hermit tarot