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#Amber light
herbalnature · 3 months
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As the day winds down, Devil's Tower is bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. The amber light against the cool dusk landscape creates a serene and captivating moment.
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freegameplanet · 2 years
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Amber Light is a contemplative little narrative driven adventure where you retreat to a remote lighthouse to try to become okay with yourself.
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vox-anglosphere · 2 years
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A pristine residential street in the Cotswold village of Broadway
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bay-views · 11 days
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Typed out: Welcome travelers! You've been... Gifted 4 Dabloons from Amber!
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pesura · 6 months
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album stream: Dovim - Amber Light (Seven Villas Voyage, 2024)
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blessmeultima00 · 8 months
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In a quiet corner of the steadily humming train car, bathed in the amber glow of the departing sun whose rays moments ago dallied upon the fields and are now caught in tender play upon her cheeks, sits a woman. Her presence is like a vision pulled from a time when the world moved at the rhythm of the rails and the hearts beat to the longing of distant farewells.
The luxurious locks of her hair are curled with an elegance that whispers of a careful morning ritual, each swirl a testament to her grace. Her eyes, alight with the soft reflection of the world passing by the window, gaze outward wistfully, a reverie of thoughts unvoiced painting her visage with the hues of introspection.
Clad in a suit of tweed, immaculately fitted, it speaks of a meticulousness that is echoed in the lace at her throat—a delicate contrast, softening the earnestness of her attire. The cup cradled in her hands might hold more than warmth—it is a chalice of her solitude, a sip of solace in an otherwise continuous journey.
She is the embodiment of the era's poise and the quiet strength that simmers beneath the surface of serenity, and those who chance upon her cannot help but wonder at the story that flickers behind her calm, contemplative eyes—a narrative as complex and enticing as the landscape she watches slip by.
Yet, above all, there is an unmistakable air of independence about her. She is not waiting to be spoken for but rather seems to be authoring her own path, as intrepid and boundless as the steel tracks that guide her way.
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lusus-studio · 9 months
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I've had this software for years, but this is my first time playing around with Amberlight
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justjollyjeanie · 9 months
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In the golden warmth of the setting sun, there existed a moment captured in time, a portrait of serenity bathed in amber light. The subject of this ethereal scene, let's call her Lindsay, stood with a gaze that pierced the confines of the image, connecting with an unseen audience in the quiet language of stillness. Her wavy, sun-kissed hair, a cascade of gold and honey, danced around her gentle features, teased by a whimsical breeze that whispered secrets of far-off lands.
Lindsay's eyes, a soft blend of earth and sky, held depths of stories untold, and her demeanor carried a tender strength, a tranquility that seemed to stem from an intimate acquaintance with the natural world around her. The tender glow of sunset seemed to crown her, setting aglow the fine, almost ethereal textures of her skin. She wore a simple, unadorned white dress that spoke volumes of her love for simplicity and an unassuming grace.
As the last rays of the sun played over her visage, one could not help but sense an aura of contemplation—a soul poised on the cusp of a great adventure or perhaps returning from one, carrying the wisdom of experiences savored and lessons learned. There was a timelessness about Lindsay, a spirit that transcended the here and now, inviting those who glimpsed her visage to pause, reflect, and find a measure of peace in the hustle of their daily lives.
Observations about Lindsay would suggest that she embodies a particular harmonic balance— the inherent wildness of natural beauty, the poise of quiet confidence, and an unmistakable glint of curiosity. Her presence seems like an earthly manifestation of the golden hour itself—blissful, softly vibrant, and infinitely soothing.
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kc4artz · 10 months
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Finally, a family tree
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ktheqw · 11 months
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Fireflies
We carry a lantern at all times. Little people we may be, yet we know how to charm with our amber light.
Often, we seem bigger; we always have a surprise for the giants.
They never see us coming until we pinch the golden arches.
Often mistaken for insects, they swat at us, yet our amber light confuses them.
We are often too quick; when the giants see us, they presume we are fireflies.
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itzmemel · 2 years
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Snow Queen
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ovenproofowl · 2 years
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His Dark Materials is a franchise that tackles so many branches of physics and even creates a universe where the main course of study is experimental theology which is all about identifying and explaining dark matter while also adding dimensions to string theory, the multiverse theory, and the very concept of the human soul. At the same time, it aggressively calls out the problem with the state being controlled by the church, how people are condemned for being different and religious fearmongering stops the chance at growth both on an individual and a societal scale. It’s a franchise where the heroes of the story are two children who aren’t allowed to know the prophecy they’re a part of, who save the world unwittingly simply by doing what they believe to be right. Meanwhile, the person who thought he was the hero all along, the person who rallied an army from multiple universes to FIGHT. GOD. HIMSELF. is ultimately consumed by his own ego and forced to take a back seat when he realises he’s just one tiny piece of a much larger story that’s true heart is his own daugher. The child he abandoned, the child he didn’t know or care to know how to look after. It’s a franchise about finding love even when your biological family abandon you, it’s about looking evil in the eye and seeing your own mother, it’s about good and evil not being black and white but instead a complex and cruel mixture of both. It’s about the two worst people you know banding together at the last second to save their daughter with their final breaths. It’s about exploration and learning how to grow through experience, it’s about kindness being shared across the multiverse, exchanging stories with strangers and saving the whole world by doing something perfectly ordinary and receiving no reward.
Oh, and it’s also a franchise rich with fantasy, with giant talking polar bears, witches and ghosts, angels and daemons, and a mammal-like species from another world that travels exclusively on roller skates. 
And it fucking. rocks.
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vox-anglosphere · 2 years
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There's a certain slant of light on winter afternoons - Emily Dickinson
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bay-views · 7 months
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Typed out: Welcome Travelers, you've been... ROBBED! Give Amber all your dabloons!
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