foggy morning // Bass Harbor Head Lighthouse
Circus Tree: Six individual sycamore trees were shaped, bent, and braided to form this.
A compass, the land often wishes to lead you astray.
A cloak, extra thick to shield you from the elements
A backpack, to carry all your things.
Always, always bring at least two extra pairs of socks. Facing an orc horde on your own with only a breadstick is not as bad as wet feet. Bring socks.
Enough food to get two towns over. You never know when you may get lost.
A sword, trusty and true.
At least one small keepsake or charm, to remind you of a home left behind.
A knife, for chopping food and vines and who knows what else?
A comfortable pair of boots, that will not chafe or blister.
Did I mention the socks should be thick and comfy?
Always remember your tinderbox
An extra small piece of canvas or oilcloth to cover your belongings at night. If you’re cold, they’re cold, give them a blanket. (jokes aside, keep ur stuff dry).
Tag urself I’m pug
*slides in* *whispers* Keanu Reeves as a water silo... *skitters away*
sometimes i think about narnia and i vibrate out of my skin like...
you walk into a world you cannot understand, frozen and dying, and it is you who thaws it. you who kills the witch, you who breaks the stone table, you who slays the wolf. it is you who is crowned and it is you who wails for two worlds when the wardrobe doors shut behind you.
your skin never sits quite right and your teeth are too dull. there are wars in your bones and decades in your eyes before you can reach the telephone on the wall.
you are king. you are queen. they won't let you read the newspapers at breakfast.
it calls you back from beyond a train and from within paint. begs with bloody palms and salt-crusted cheeks. takes from you all that you can give - and sends you back.
you watch your sister fade.
you are a child twice and an adult once. and when you stand in your home again, with crushed bones and the smell of coal still in your nose, you watch them sneer at your sister.
your sister is the sun above you. she is, beautiful and stone-cast, alive in a world you could never stomach. she smiles, still, and stretches her skin over human bones.
she is no longer a friend of narnia. do you tell them it is her who has to bury you all and the stars that are falling from the skies in shards?
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Crabs amaze me. They’re the perfect life form, a tank made of legs and living hate-armor. It’s not just about their physicality, though; it’s the soul of the crab. See, no crab in the bottomless history of the sea has ever questioned itself, doubted itself, worried, or been afraid. A crab is pure motion. A crab is pure id and unrelenting forward force. Crabs invented the word violence and they will scuttle on the surface of the world while the red giant of Sol creeps closer to devour everywhere we’ve ever known. They will look into the sky and clack their claws and there will be no fear.
thanks keyboard, when I accidentally typed hest instead of best I totally wanted the hest (norwegian word for horse) emoji
I believe you
As a recent Ace just realizing how much more to the community there is I WANT TO LEARN! I had no idea about any of this happening and with that about anything that happened on the internet in past years. I didn’t know anything about the card suits at all so I’d love to know everything that people knew as common before any of this went down
HOLD UP HOW WAS I NOT AWARE OF THIS
She/her, aroace ♠️, lover of all things animals, nature, wild, fantasy, cryptid and adventure, or books.
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