#Liberation of Night

[the-avaricious-meddler]

Recruiting people to the Liberation of Night like

[jane-d-ankh-veos]

Re-reading Evolution, and it's even better as a whole with some things from the final chapter in hindsight.

These enigmatic metaphors go too well with the Calendar Council's inspiration from "The Man Who Was Thursday" and what its author said: "You ask me who Sunday is? Well, you may call him Nature, if you like. But you will note that I hold that when the mask of Nature is lifted you find God behind."

My mind is passionately gnawing on an AU (NOT meant to be a theory, just a purely self-indulgent fantasy): what if "Death's twin" is literally Life – which makes December the Creator – and the Judgements are merely usurpers (very befitting their usual role of a flawed and cruel Gnostic demiurge who only pretends to be the highest authority) who deposed December just like they banished the Black King of the Adulterine Castle?

Or, if December isn't a deity, simply a rebellious servant (because the Boatman says "we both served the same table once"), what if it was a forced reduction from the former to the latter as a first-warning punishment?

What if this original god of life-and-death truly cared about all creatures equally, but then the likes of the Sapphir'd King decided to devour souls for more power instead of guiding them through rebirth (which Devils reclaimed + which somehow-December-connected frost moths represent) and devised the Great Chain to justify the right of "greater" beings to prey on "lesser" ones?

What if the Liberation of Night isn't an overthrow of natural order but is a return to what it should always have been (before "then the light came") and it's no coincidence that the Anchoress managed to behold god's love and true design only in the darkness? (High-fiving this @gant-eyed-warden’s post.)

What if the Bishop of St Fiacre’s knows it all – and that’s where his hopeful religious devotion comes from despite being a Neathy creature that would never be forgiven and accepted by the Judgements?

...I definitely want to write something about it, but I already have two WIPs, ooooh...

[the-ratronaut]

[wantedbythemasters]

random scene I wrote that fits with this song

I wasn’t quite scared of the dark, but I had never experienced it like this. I couldn’t make out any shapes at all. Worse, I couldn’t clearly feel the ground beneath me. Was there ground? Or was I falling?

“May?” I asked. He was rarely this quiet. I hoped this was part of his lesson and not another of my nightmares.

I felt an arm snake around my shoulders and he pulled me closer to him. My feet stepped onto solid ground and then I self consciously jerked away, trying to pretend I didn’t want him to hold me.

“Thanks… but where are we?”

“Aster, when the Liberation comes, the entire Neath will be this way. But we will still be able to get around. It will be similar to tracing things in Parabola. That is what I will teach you today.”

I felt him step away from me, but I couldn’t tell what direction. Then he spoke again.

”Try to find me. Not the me you tend to think of. Not my appearance. Try to find me through everything else you know of me. The ripples I make. And where your idea of me touches your idea of you.” It was like he was whispering straight into my ear even though he… wasn’t? I wildly felt around for him and he didn’t seem to be near me. I heard him laugh.

“I am not near you in the sense you are used to. But in a different sense I am and always will be. Because the collection of ideas that is me has touched the collection of ideas that is you. We’ve even exchanged pieces of ourselves. So we will never truly be apart. No one can truly separate themselves from another. Do you understand?”

I didn’t understand, not at all. I thought about what he said though, and… him. My idea of him? Sometimes a pain in the ass. Kind to me for some reason, though I was still trying to figure out why. And despite what he said about no one truly being able to separate themselves from another, I felt that he must be lonely. Though he tended to be all smiles, sometimes he let the facade slip.

Tentatively, I took a step forward, and bumped straight into him. “You moved there just to fuck with me, didn’t you? I know you weren’t there before.”

“What makes you think I moved at all? You were the one who moved. Away from the light of the judgements, concepts like distance cease to matter. I was close to you because you could reach me. You took a step and solidified that reality.“

[ekp0133f]

I think I'm putting this all together. The Device. The Bazaar. The Sun itself is not beyond our reach. Everlasting darkness in the Neath. North. Seven Alphabets. It's all coming together. If we're going to destroy all light and law, we need the Device that destroys the Bazaar in that future vision I had. Liberation of Night. Calendars. War of Assassins. The Correspondence. Neathbow. What is the number? The hunger. The Name. It's all making sense now. The Device MUST be in the North. Go North. It's so on. Bazaar's livin on borrowed time.

PS The liberation of night IS yuri in my eyes. There's so much girlkissing after RS overthrows the laws of reality itself.

[gigglingabouteverything]

As the weather gets warmer and summer approaches, there's one thing I find myself really appreciating about Fallen London — Failbetter has, quite accurately, made the biggest villain in their whole setting the Sun.

[maybesdaughter]

You have advanced the Liberation of Night

One thing the horticultural exhibition did is afford me an opportunity to trade for a ray-drenched cinder. I'd say that's a silver lining.

8 x Scrap of Incendiary Gossip

1 x Ray-Drenched Cinder

5 x Eyeless Skull (lost)

1 x Favours: Revolutionaries (lost)

You have advanced the Liberation of Night

[kdramaspace]

POTW #98: LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT vs. SLOW BURN (as voted by our members and followers)

A Piece of Your Mind (2020) | My Liberation Notes (2022) | Just Between Lovers (2017) | Run On (2020) | The Eighth Sense (2023) | One Spring Night (2019) | Do You Like Brahms? (2020)

[queerliblib]

Did y’all know we also have queer books in translation ?! Check out the curated lists in the Libby app

[forged-in-kaoss]

[is-the-owl-video-cute]

Splatoon players. Whatever his team is this Splatfest, vote for big man. He is an advocate for Palestine.

[jane-d-ankh-veos]

FL unexpectedly revives my childhood memories, haha

[the-ratronaut]

One of the new destinies found in Irem, "The Mushroom"

The results of the Liberation of the Night in London. Of the purging of light and hierarchy from the Neath. The removal from power of masters, capitalized and otherwise. London becomes a communally run state, removed from capital as a driving motivator. Its non-human and no-longer-human residents living amongst the rest of us and sharing their previously suppressed knowledge. We farm in the gardens of our past oppressors.

Living without light and without the surface will be hard, but it will be done and it will be thrived in.

[wantedbythemasters]

I lowkey wanna write something where American Black liberation and socialist movements from the 50s encounter the Liberation of Night. But I feel like that would be easy to fuck up.

[m0e-ru]

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adachi but he says so much stupid shit in 5 minutes compilation . warning for annoying sound effects i think

[gigglingabouteverything]

ugh why must unclear devices be fictional i need the Liberation so baaad