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People like fantasy gods right???? What if they're gay??? Do people like gay gods?????? Guess I'll find out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

having audio processing issues is so humiliating like yeah i heard you and yeah i was actively listening but the problem is i dont know what the fuck you sayed

Here is what they don’t tell you:

Icarus laughed as he fell. Threw his head back and yelled into the winds, arms spread wide, teeth bared to the world.

(There is a bitter triumph in crashing when you should be soaring.)

The wax scorched his skin, ran blazing trails down his back, his thighs, his ankles, his feet. Feathers floated like prayers past his fingers, close enough to snatch back. Death breathed burning kisses against his shoulders, where the wings joined the harness. The sun painted everything in shades of gold.

(There is a certain beauty in setting the world on fire and watching from the centre of the flames.)

Was there another way?

Give a man a horse he’ll eat for a day teach a man to horse and make him drinks water

Concerning Hobbits

There was a time when I lived in an apartment above an abandoned business space. The apartment leaked and let drafts in among other things, but it was my home for a time. My first summer there, I worked early morning shifts and had the afternoons off. I was not a fan of the early mornings, but loved being able to enjoy the warm summer sun. One afternoon, I lay on my air-mattress-couch with soft blankets draped over it, reading while different instrumental songs from a variety of places and times played in the background. The sun poured through the open window and warmed my skin, accompanied by the sounds of passing of traffic, pieces of scattered conversations from the occasional people below, and the rhythmic ting of metal against metal from the blacksmith hammering away down the block. Eventually a song titled Concerning Hobbits came on. The arrangement of stringed instruments, mixed with the blacksmith outside and a good book in my hands transported me to a time and place so familiar and nostalgic, yet somewhere I had never been. In that moment I felt so peaceful and calm, like all was right in my little world. For those two minutes and fifty seconds I felt like a hobbit.

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Osdea, the tender hearted goddess of love, and Ezella, the impartial goddess of nature, were never fated for each other. At least not happily.

Since Osdea first opened her eyes, she had fallen in love with everything around her; The delicate roses, contradicted with their sharp thorns, the forests and meadows with their unique flora and fauna, the seasons, bringing and taking life from the world, and the ever changing state of every living thing.

Ezella, on the other hand, had never been specifically partial to anything she had created. From the foxes, the axolotls, birds, and scorpions to the fir trees, corals, flowers and cacti, every single thing simply was. She neither loved nor hated any of them, and cared both equally and not at all for each of them.

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