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not my post, just thought it would fit in well with my stuff

Gold snake rings. Snakes were a common motif in jewelry during Roman times. They were associated with healing and the god Asclepius, with protection, as well as resurrection, and immortality.

Roman,  c. 1st century BC - 1st century AD

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can’t believe my own audacity in just leaving literally nothing to go on from except for my memories in order to write my pjo fanfic

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@writing-prompt-s erm I got a little excited? oh well, here is my mini story and I’m actually kinda proud of it (but careful, I have not proofread it much so sorry) -----------------

I glance around worriedly, whipping my head around at the multitudes of wide eyes. My shoulders hunch up and I pick at my lunch cautiously. What could it be that made everyone react like that? Looking up at my only companion at the table, I study his face. Jet-black hair covers most of his face, but from what I can see, his eyelashes curl on his cheeks, his nose is child-like - slightly turned up - and the points of his mouth are sharp. Suddenly, as if he could sense my gaze upon him, he abruptly lifts his head to stare pointedly into my eyes. As we make eye contact, it’s as if I can see all and none of the secrets of the universe in the depths of his obsidian eyes. The void is present in the irises, and the pupils are gateways into an alternate universe where judgement is passed, gods are born and die, death is a sweetheart, life is not beautiful. I could stare into those bewitching eyes until my last breath but like all good things, it had to come to the end. He furrows his eyebrows and scowls a little. I take that as my cue to cut off my study of the boy before me, responding with a small glare of my own. My inky hair falls over my shoulder, waves cascading close to my plate but not catching the shine of the sunlight coming through the windows from outside. The table sits in shadows, darkness creeping out of the corners and swirling around my legs, in and out with my breaths.

I have never feared the darkness. It always made me feel like I was at home, comfortable and relaxed. The other children did, running away when I was angered or upset or displeased or provoked or simply could not control any of my emotions. It was something I had to learn, and learn it I did. If I overcame my emotions, I could have power over others. No one could withstand my stony, Stygian glare, and I didn’t expect them to. It was time for me to be in control. They had to stop me before it went out of hand. A new school, new surroundings, new people (they pretended as if they didn’t know who they really were)... but they made a mistake. The more of them there were, the more power I gained. I had control over all, and with my kind by my side, we were more threatening, powerful, uncontrollable.

The dark boy I sat next to was my kind. I was sure that he had seen the same things in my eyes, if perhaps not more. I could harness the powers of the shadows and the night, and together, we could rise up against the flood walls and crash down upon them with such vengeance and sheer force that they would shatter, bringing down themselves with every grab for help. They were children of the day and the light. They feared the things they did not understand, the things they did not know and the things they could not control. He was a child of the night and the dark, and so was I.

You are the new kid at school. At lunch, the cafeteria is packed. The only seats you see are at a table in the back corner, where a single boy is sitting. As you walk over and sit at his table, the whole room quiets and hundreds of heads turn towards the two of you. They all look terrified.

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mad hatter - melanie martinez

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canva stuff I’m proud of

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sparkle kitty

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Oneshot book! - pjo, hoo and hp

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my first tiny animation!

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