#coilbound

[feralloremaster]

Tayrul, as mentioned earlier, is the setting for a book series I'm currently writing: The Shattered Divinity. It's a high, dark fantasy world, where the gods are believed to have abandoned it, and magic is simultaneously a part of everyday life and deeply feared. Here's the first playlist for it! Might do more parts in the future!

Here's some history, important stuff for the series:

THE CONTINENTS OF TAYRUL

Anylrion – Central continent. Heart of history, empire, war, and bloodshed.

Nyllensari – Fae-ruled and fractal; a place of courts, dreams, and nightmare.

Noshara – The frozen north, bleak and beautiful.

Fajorcia – Verdant and serpent-woven, deep in jungle and memory.

COUNTRIES OF ANYLRION

Illyehluna

The Star-Touched Kingdom Once a satellite state of Avalhost, now the shining cultural center of the continent. Known for silver spires, courtly magic, and strategic alliances (including with Nyllensari). Hosts the Moonbound Orders. Its people prize elegance, politics, and legacy. Enemies call it “the Velvet Empire.”

At war (on and off) with Ostaviel.

Ally of the fae.

Known for beauty and danger in equal measure.

Ostaviel

The Kingdom of Blades and Banners A stubborn and militaristic realm that clings to medieval honor, feudalism, and a diluted Celestine faith. Proud of its knightly orders and wary of anything fae-touched. Its people live hard, die harder, and carry grudges like heirlooms.

At war with Illyehluna, Noshara, and Kemmaweth (yes, all at once).

Culturally rich but politically fractured.

Think broadswords, rain, and crumbling glory.

Kemmaweth

The Iron Veil A tyrannical regime ruled by masked theocrats and sorcerous bureaucrats. Worships the divine absence as law, and the law as divinity. Its cities are beautiful, brutal, and surveilled. Known for necromancy, propaganda, and terrifying magical efficiency.

State faith: The Hollow Creed.

Frequent border wars with Ostaviel.

Its people are loyal, fearful, or both.

COUNTRIES OF NOSHARA

Noshara Proper

Land of Snow, Flame, and Iron Mountains. Mines. Fire-warmed cities buried under frost. The Noshari people are hardy, spiritual, and proud. They follow the Ember Faith, believe death is a journey, and view suffering as a sacred forge.

Warred with Ostaviel for generations.

Famous for its warriors, shipwrights, and silent gods.

Politics are stark, honest, loyal, and coldly pragmatic.

COUNTRIES OF FAJORCIA

Fajorcia

The Serpent’s Dream A jungle-shrouded land ruled by naga dynasties and riverbound city-states. Worship centers around memory, reincarnation, and celestial serpents. Deeply spiritual and magically resilient, with an oral history older than the Avalhostian Empire.

They did not fall when the gods left—they barely noticed.

Fiercely protective of their borders.

Outsiders are tolerated, but not trusted.

The Coilbound Reaches

Swampland and sacred ruins Outer provinces where humans live under naga rule. Often filled with scholars, pilgrims, or fugitives. Temples here hold relics that predate even the gods.

Some naga here are more spirit than flesh.

Time behaves strangely in certain valleys.

REALMS OF NYLLENSARI

Aegwyn (Seelie Court)

The Shining Thorn Ruled by King Eldaerenth. Known for elegance, diplomacy, and terrifying beauty. Deals in debts, glamours, and oaths that shape reality. Their alliances with mortal kingdoms, especially Illyehluna, are both generous and dangerous.

They believe their king speaks for the stars.

Time flows gently here. But it does flow.

Aneirin (Unseelie Court)

The Hollow Crown Ruled by King Filaurel Mynetheas. Wilder, darker, and more passionate than their Seelie kin. Known for artistry, vengeance, and forbidden magic. Home to Syreina. Deals struck here often involve blood and memory.

Madness and brilliance live side by side.

Mortals sometimes never return the same.

The Elven Realm (Vaerinell)

The Twilight Path The narrow land caught between the two Courts. Technically neutral, ruled by a twin regency—one Seelie, one Unseelie. Elves here walk a careful political knife-edge and are often used as diplomats, spies, or scapegoats.

History:

The Fall of Avalhost and the Fractured Age

Long ago, Anylrion bowed beneath the banner of the Avalhostian Empire, an opulent, brutal, and magically-empowered civilization that ruled from sea to shimmering sea. Its cities gleamed with skyglass towers, its battlemages rode wyverns over scorched earth, and its coffers were heavy with dragonbone and divine tribute.

Avalhost was favored—or so they believed—by the gods. High temples to the Celestine Seven pierced the clouds, and the Empire’s prophets claimed their rulers spoke with the divine. Magic flowed like wine, unchecked and wild. But mortal arrogance has a scent the gods find revolting.

The Gods Abandon the World

One by one, the stars went quiet. The divine constellations, once burning with omens, grew still. The gods did not die—they simply turned their faces away, sickened by Avalhost's gluttony and cruelty. Temples cracked. Clerics wept blood. Prophets fell mute.

Then came the Seven Plagues—each said to be a curse forged by a god before their silence.

The Ashen Sorrow – crops turned to dust overnight.

The Shrieking Blight – a madness that spread by sound.

The Hollow Birth – children born breathless and unblinking.

The Verdant Hunger – vines that devoured entire cities.

The Crimson Frost – a snow that melted flesh from bone.

The Dimming – magic sputtered, went wild, or vanished.

The Pale Descent – dragons fell from the skies, diseased and dying.

Avalhost crumbled in a matter of years. Its emperor vanished. Its libraries burned. The world reeled.

The Rise and Fall of the Mage Enclaves

In the power vacuum, the Mage Enclaves rose from the ashes, arcane bastions clinging to the ruins of Avalhost’s power. Without divine magic, mortals turned to raw sorcery—unstable, ambitious, and terribly hungry.

To fuel their spells, they hunted dragons, draining their blood, bones, and breath for power. For a century, the enclaves ruled with cold, glittering precision. Their cities floated. Time bent. Mortals lived centuries.

But dragons are not endless.

As they dwindled to myth, the magic of the enclaves faltered. Infighting, assassinations, and uprisings turned their crystalline towers into tombs. Only scraps remain now—dangerous and glittering in the wastes.

The Wars of the Present Age

Now the continent groans beneath fractured powers. Old grudges burn hotter than any hearthfire.

Illyehluna, jewel of Anylrion, stands as a proud successor to Avalhost’s beauty, though not its cruelty. It holds the favor of Nyllensari, the fae realms to the west, sealed by marriage, treaty, and whispers in dream.

Ostaviel, an old kingdom clinging to tradition and feudal honor, bristles at Illyehluna’s rise. The two have clashed for generations in border skirmishes and full wars alike.

To the north, Noshara—land of ice, mine, and storm—wars with Ostaviel over resources, borders, and pride. Ostaviel sees them as brutes; Noshara sees Ostaviel as pampered weaklings.

Kemmaweth, another power within Anylrion, is a realm of black-iron tyranny. Its rulers wear masks, its laws are etched in bone, and its people are kept docile by fear and enchantment. Ostaviel, despite its feuds, finds Kemmaweth abhorrent—and the two are locked in a bitter, bloody struggle.

The alliances shift like sand. The peace is brittle. The gods remain silent.

What Remains

The dragons are nearly gone, and with them, the hope of restoring balance. Magic is waning. Fae step more boldly into mortal affairs. The dead do not sleep well.

Some whisper the plagues may return. Some say the gods are watching again.

And somewhere beneath Anylrion’s shattered soil, something stirs.

There is more, but I'll post it later. Hands are tired.

[mjalbertart]

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[lauransasha]

Sometimes I preplan like way far in advance. Why? Because while I love stickers, they need to be used. Just holding onto them for the sake of having them doesn’t mean as much to me. I want to share, show and use them instead. . . . There is no shame in holding onto, or anything else. I used to hold onto. But as storage becomes scarce, I think using is a better way to go. What do you do with your stickers: share, use, or hold onto? . . #eclphorizontal #paperdoveshop ##nicolealexandradesigns #washi #coilbound #plannerfriendsmakethebestfriends #plannerconferences #allthestickers (at Pahrump, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6PiuIRpMYN/?igshid=1gv04a142on4e

[thaylepo]

Yesssss, the collection of pristine sketchbooks, the promise and potential!

I have two types of blank sketchbooks: the very nice, very pretty, can-only-draw-beautiful-things-in, and a stack of 4$ coilbound cuz I decided I liked that brand for doodling and carrying with me and didn't want to risk running out for the next ten years apparently lol

a bit of a ramble but like, do you ever like had a thing that brought you joy for a short period of time, and object that you didn’t need but wanted? i guess?? that was me with sketchbooks for more than 15 years. when i found out that there were books with blank pages you can draw on without LINES???? i was so hyped. i started to collect and hoard any kind of sketchbook i saw. as of currently i have over……..90+ sketchbooks in my office. and the funny thing is….95% of them are unused, because i refuse to draw on them in fear of ruining the sketchbook because if a page isn’t perfect i will rip that page out and ruin the entire book.

i didn’t like drawing in sketchbooks, sometimes i do, but its the feeling of getting a sketchbook that fills me with serotonin. idk if that’s weird, but as of recently i haven’t had any interest in buying sketchbooks at all because my new………fixation is toys………………idk what that says about me, hmmm

[danihost-blog]

Gardening Gnomes Decomposition Book

Gardening Gnomes Decomposition Book

Coilbound Decomposition Books use a wire binding instead of the sewn binding of the traditional Decomposition Books, but they feature the same 100% post-consumer-waste recycled paper inside and the same soy ink printing on the cover. The pages (80 sheets) are micro-perfed and removable. Books are 7.5″ wide by 9.75″ high. Made in the USA.