#DUSTCOVER

[parrotias]

10 Pcs Dustproof Shoe Bags Unisex Non-woven Travel Shoe Cover

[captain-ferid]

My take on the ACOTAR covers. I also got them printed and have them as dustcovers. Head to my insta https://www.instagram.com/san_doria/ to see the result!

[scorittanius]

went to salvos today and got a book i'm not quite sure i'm supposed to have..

[awidevastdominion]

[tasiturney]

finished my lackrack (fortified with proper wood 2x2s in the legs) so its finally in my messy room and i finally redid most of the cabling. i am ready to make more hentai music

[rillabrooke]

one of the prettiest books in my library ❤️

[woobie-wan]

Finally firmed up my Christmas plans.

[leatherbookmark]

made A Cover! enlisted my father for help. is it endlessly beautiful, durable or stain-proof? no, but it Is, and that's enough 4 me I think

[vintagerpg]

I love the handful of zines I own that embody not only DIY RPG aesthetics, but also “weird literary chapbook” and also “mysterious occult booklet.” I have many that do each individual flavor well, but a combo of all three is rare indeed. Such is Dungeon Divinations (2021), by Max Moon. It is one of only perhaps three zines in my collection that has a dustcover, which is neat. The art (which, I lament, greedily, there is not nearly enough of) by Luciana Lupe Vasconcelos also sits at a pleasing crossroads between RPGs, literature and the occult. The whole book is sharply designed and feels formidable in the hand.

But what is it? It is a method for generating dungeons for RPGs through the use of Tarot card spreads. Those spreads aren’t arranged, necessarily, in a way optimal for dungeons, but rather derived from the practice of using Tarot for divination. It turns out that there is considerable overlap between “good dungeon” and “effective fortune-telling” design. Does this speak, at last, to the fabled and feared conduit from D&D to the occult? Perhaps it reveals something fundamental about the ways we find patterns of meaning in the meaningless when we’re creating. I tend to mostly agree with Max in his introduction, when he describes the book in his introduction as both “absurd and earnest.” Honestly, its probably best that interested parties judge for themselves, if they can secure a copy.

Inside are sections on mindset, how to lay cards out and the thinking behind the card spreads. This mechanical section is followed by three example dungeons, one for each of the detailed spreads. They’re all…absurd and earnest and, I think, pretty workable dungeons for crawling (though honestly, I would have liked a conventional dungeon map to help me parse them).

[tatortwatcher]

All For The Game Series as Penguin Clothbound Classics.

These are Dustcovers, if you want to print them, you can find the PDF here:

[werewolfnightwalker]

Author!Dabi; Part Two

Part One here!

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Dabi pretended to forget about the book after a while. Hawks never really brought it up again, though Dabi caught him reading it every now and then.

Sometimes he called Dabi "Raven," to which Dabi replied, "Songbird," but that was it. He never confirmed or denied that it was his book, that he wrote, that contained dozens of poems that were dedicated to his hero. He didn't want to, nor did he need to, so he didn't say anything when he spotted even more books by T. T. Arrow show up on Hawks' bookshelf.

He did watch, though. Watched as the first book- Starless Night and Other Poems- was read again, and again, and again. Dabi watched the spine crack, the page corners get dog-eared, the dustcover begin to tear at the edges.

All from repeated rereads.

"Read any good books lately?" He asked Hawks casually as he saw the hero glancing at the worn tome again.

Hawks hummed, smiling to himself. "Yeah, been thinking about rereading my favorite, though."

His favorite. Not even the five stars and essay-length, raving reviews from critics gave Dabi the same warm, fluttery feeling as that simple statement.

Finally, on a rainy afternoon that had him cooped up in Hawks' apartment while the hero was napping, Dabi got up and approached the bookshelf. He tipped the book towards himself with a finger and pulled it out of its place, carrying it with both hands back to the couch.

He retook his seat and flipped it open, searching the front page for… something. A sign, maybe. A reason, an explanation as to why it was Hawks' favorite.

The pages whispered against each other as he turned to the first poem; Mountainside of Embers was the title. His eyes completely passed over the printed words, so nearly packed into their stanzas, as they zeroed in on the messy scrawls along the sides.

"I'm so sorry." It was written in Hawks' slanted, curly handwriting, next to the paragraph lamenting how hard it was to breathe with lungs full of ash.

"I would have dug you out of the ashes and carried you home." Was scribbled at the end, that compared the mountainside to a graveyard for a single child.

Dabi flipped to another poem quickly; Sleepyhead.

"I wouldn't have left your side." Hawks' pen strokes promised next to the story of a sleeping, yet lonely boy.

"And he woke alone, so alone. Second, he thought of hunger, but firstly thought of home."

The whole line was highlighted, underlined, with a scrawled note beside it: "Come home with me!"

That fluttering back in his stomach, Dabi turned the pages with trembling fingers. Poem after poem was highlighted, underlined, scribbled, and doodled by. Notes and comments filled the margins, filled Dabi's vision and chest.

He turned to the first poem he'd written for Hawks, Origami Butterflies, and quickly scanned to one of the middle stanzas:

"Take my sharp edges and fold me together. Make me something beautiful, something that lasts forever. Tuck me safe into your pocket, Into your heart, into your bag, or your locket. Cradle me in work-worn hands, Promise never to let go again."

Next to it, in red ink and in all capital letters, Hawks wrote, "I PROMISE!"

Swallowing against the tightness in his throat now, Dabi looked through a few more before he finally dared himself to look at their poem, Cage of Bone.

The first page was blank.

As was the second.

The third page, where the story of the raven and the songbird ended, only had a single note by the final stanza:

"Begging forgiveness, as towards dawn they flew, The raven sobbed, "I love you, I love you, I love you.""

The poem ended there, in black, printed ink. But the note, written in blue, added on:

"The song bird settled into raven's chest, into his cage, into his nest, And began to sing into the sunrise, "It's alright, raven, dry your eyes. I am swift, and I am strong, And it was always you who heard my song. My wings do ache, my back is sore, So I will rest with you a little more.

Don't weep, dear raven, for you see, When I'm in here, I am free. I will stay in this cage of bone, So you and I are not alone.

Be my wings, and I'll be your heart, Because from you, dear raven, I wish never to part. So you start the song, and I take my cue, To sing on for forever, "I love you, I love you, I love you, too.""

Dabi closed the book like it would fall apart in his hands, carrying back to the shelf and slotting it into its place with the reverence due a holy scripture.

Wiping the blood from his cheeks, he headed for the bedroom, to do just as his songbird, his heart, had said.

He never fully figured out why it was Hawks' favorite book. But when he looked down at his hero, asleep, his head on Dabi's chest, he realized he didn't need to.

Not when the sound of their heartbeats, the sound of their breathing, the sound of Hawks' wings fluttering and the sheets shuffling and bloody tears pattering off Dabi's chin-

Not when they made a symphony, a song, all their own, that sang more than a raven and songbird ever could.

End.

[vigilantkatholixx]

christianity

orthodoxy (chesterton) HC

everlasting man (chesterton) PB

europe and the faith (belloc) HC (this one’s nice)

the restitution of man (aeschliman/lewis) PB

the germanization of early medieval christianity (russell) PB

middle ages & art

life on the english manor 1150-1400 (bennett) HC

life on the english manor 1150-1400 (bennett) (cooler copy) HC

the autumn of the middle ages (huizinga) (best translation) HC

social theories of the middle ages (some catholic clergyman) HC

medieval art (stokstad) PB

a book of hours HC (tiny, lots of full colour reprints)

image on the edge (some pomo bitch) HC

guilds in the middle ages (renard) HC

the book of beasts (some little cheesy glossary of medieval beasts according to the latin bestiaries) PB

race & politic’s

the works of joseph de maistre this ones a keeper

couple antebellum pro-slavery books HC

the rising tide of color (stoddard) HC, ‘20s edition i think, with original dustcover

race or mongrel (schultz) HC, another early 20th cent book about white people being better than brown people

the dispossessed majority (allen) HC, this one’s boring as fuck

nation and race PB (i don’t even know what this one is, bunch of essays about the scary rise of the scary new right wing in europe or something, who cares

black hundred (some russian commie) HC, book about history of russian right wing and anti-communism

nations and nationalism since 1780 (hobsbawm, dead jewish commie) PB

the meaning of conservatism (scruton) HC

what the social classes owe each other (sumner) PB this one sucks

readings on fascism and national socialsm PB

varieties of fascism (krieger) PB

ride the tiger (evola) HC

the k's

j5ws and modern capitalism (sombert) PB

j5w'sh eugenics (john glad) HC

culture of critique (macdonald) PB

other

basic writings of nietzsche HC

zarathustra’s discourses (some tiny penguin PB with excerpts from TSZ)

solitude (storr) PB here’s one for the introverts

the book of five rings (miyamoto musashi) tiny PB

letters to a young contrarian (hitchens) (yes, christopher) (don’t ask) HC

[nikorun-reblogs-stuff]

Was admiring the cover of 25 now that there’s a figure coming out and realised that under of the dustcover there’s a pic of Emma in the same outfit as Draken 😭 be still my heart

[hifilounge]

New Light Oak effect finish for the Planar 3 now available!

Hi All,

Just a quick post to share some exciting news!

The light side

The beautiful new Light Oak Effect finish for the legendary Rega Planar 3 is available to order now. This ultra realistic and highly durable laminate has a natural wood grain effect and will be supplied with a clear dustcover. Factory fitted cartridge options -

Without Cartridge – £660

With Rega Elys 2 Fitted – £799

With Rega Exact Fitted – £880

As always, if you have any further questions or would like to book a demonstration, please do not hesitate to contact HFL 👌

https://hifilounge.co.uk/product/rega-planar-3-turntable-2016/

Regards,

Billy