ashes-prophetess
ashes-prophetess
You cannot bury a seer in ashes
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The ashes of war are only a cloak sent from Ares / The embers of her city are only a catalyst to reignite her soul
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ashes-prophetess · 1 year ago
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Unruly
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ashes-prophetess · 1 year ago
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I turn to Ares.
Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK
⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon
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ashes-prophetess · 2 years ago
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𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛
painted by lucien-victor guirand de scévola and edwin howland blashfield.
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ashes-prophetess · 2 years ago
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sweet mother i cannot weave. slender aphrodite has overcome me with carpal tunnel
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ashes-prophetess · 3 years ago
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Vever Frères, Jewelry comb “Mistletoe”, 1900. Horn, gold, mother of pearl, enamel, bronze. Paris. Via MKG
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ashes-prophetess · 3 years ago
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Here’s a great article from George O’Connor, the author and cartoonist behind the bestselling Olympians graphic novel series. Something I learned from reading it is that “after the famous compromise that allowed Persephone to spend six months a year in the Underworld with her abductor/husband Hades and six months on Olympus with her mom Demeter, there are no more stories featuring Persephone on Olympus.” On the other hand, Persephone appears in many myths as the Queen of the Underworld, including the stories of Heracles, Orpheus, Psyche, Odysseus, and Aeneas. According to O’Connor, this discrepancy cannot be hand-waved as an inordinate number of myths taking place in winter. While doing research for Hades: Lord of the Dead (Book 4 in the series), he came across a very comprehensive article (unfortunately now gone from the Internet) where the author closely examined details in myths like “mentions of specific flowering plants, weather and festivals” and “was able to determine that Persephone pretty much spends all year with Hades in the Underworld.”
I know that statement probably sounds shocking to all of us who were taught that Persephone’s myth is just an explanation for why the seasons change. However, if you do a close reading of the mythos, you will find that her role as a powerful and feared chthonic goddess is far more prominent than her association with flowers and springtime. For example, in the Iliad and the Odyssey, she is only ever depicted as Dread Persephone and the consort of Hades, there is zero mention of an abduction, and no connection is even made between her and Demeter. While the Theogony does say that Persephone is the daughter of Demeter and briefly alludes to Hades abducting her, she is still firmly established as the Dread Queen of the Underworld and Hesiod never says that she divides her time between Hades and Olympus. Virgil goes even further and explicitly says in Book I of the Georgics that “Proserpine reclaimed cares not to follow her mother.” Things get even more interesting when we look into Mycenaean Greece, the Bronze Age precursor to Classical Greece. While Persephone’s name has been found in Linear B (the syllabic script used by the Mycenaeans), Hades’s name never appears in the Linear B inscriptions, which means that we currently have no indication that he even existed in Mycenaean Greece. So, Persephone’s existence and role as an Underworld goddess probably predate Hades. For more deep dives, I would recommend checking out Ann Suter’s book The Narcissus and the Pomegranate and watching Overly Sarcastic Productions’ video Miscellaneous Myths: Hades and Persephone.
P.S. Anyone who loves mythology should read George O’Connor’s Olympians books. The art is gorgeous and he includes extensive research notes and annotations at the end of every book. O’Connor treats every god and goddess with respect and nuance and avoids demonizing or over-valorizing any of them. I actually like his books far more than anything from Rick Riordan.
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ashes-prophetess · 4 years ago
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Arts :)
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ashes-prophetess · 4 years ago
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what kind of light are you? by dreamsxcomextru
brightness up, brightness down, turn the lights off, turn them on again. the sun at dawn, the sun as it goes down. starlight, moonshine. which one are you?
Keep reading
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ashes-prophetess · 4 years ago
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In Perpetuum - based on a statue of an Amazon that was found in Herculaneum, check out the video below to see the process ✧
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ashes-prophetess · 4 years ago
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Hexe –Karl Cauer
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ashes-prophetess · 4 years ago
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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William McGregor Paxton (1869-1941), The Other Door, 1917, oil on canvas, 101.9 x 76.8 cm.
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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so here’s what i’m thinking:
you, me, italy, tiny cottage covered in flowers, picnic beside a fresh mountain spring. do we jump in? YOU BETCHA. couple of splash fights later, we’re lying on the bank letting the sun dry us off. dying of laughter? AB-SO-LUTELY. THEN i’m braiding wildflowers into your hair, you’re reading me poetry. more wildflowers, more of your tongue rolling around those honeyed syllables like a forest cryptid casting a spell on me. did you cast a spell on the sun too? it’s asleep now, leaving the sky too dark to keep reading, thats okay, we’ll chase the fireflies. they’re too fast: we crash into each other instead and fall into the ocean—no, just a patch of startling blue spring gentians— and suddenly we’re all lips, flushed and sticky, strawberries and sangria everywhere, and im thinking, i would trade the rest of my moments on this earth just to make this one here with you last forever, except i cant find the words to say this because you’re doing that thing with your tongue again, swallowing the air in my lungs and covering everything with honey, but it doesn’t matter, because speaking is for ordering coffee and asking how are you in all politeness and no curiosity, what an empty, silly thing to do, opening your mouth but filling it with nothing! screw that, why did i ever think i needed to turn my heart into sound when i can spell it directly onto yours, and why would i open my mouth to fill it with anything but you?
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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Pino Daeni “Desire”
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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“She is incomprehensible to mortals. She has that dread radiance of the divinity in her face.”
— Hildegard von Bingen, Writings On The Holy Spirit; The Holy Spirit As Wisdom (Scientia Dei)
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ashes-prophetess · 5 years ago
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