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sleeping-ranna · 1 year
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"Penitent One in silence, I have been sent from on high."
My first thought seeing Anuncianda was "heLOOOooOOO~" my second thought was "I want Deogracias"
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ranna-alga · 4 months
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A digital painting I made a long while ago of Julian and my Arcana MC Amala for Julian's birthday that I wanted to share here! <3
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viviraptor-art · 3 months
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hey, you! wanna tussle on artfight? this is my second year of participating! i've got all-new oc references, and two new characters alongside my little quintet shown above. revenge is my top priority, so don't be afraid to throw the first punch! let's goooooo!
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tired-reader-writer · 7 months
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Some rough sketches of Ranna! I decided they should have a tiny braid + some tattoos XD
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sycamorre · 7 months
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“Ranna?” Oriana asked, low enough that only the two of them could hear. “Yes?” A tiny smile curved Oriana’s lips. “You owe me a dance—in private.” Ranna laughed in relief and no small amount of giddiness. “A price I will gladly pay.”
Finally some proper couple art of these two c: My Oriana and @editoress's Ranna, with the text quoted from the little snippet she wrote here.
Happy Valentine's Day y'all!
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captain-kraken · 1 year
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I couldn't leave Pocha without his other half for too long:
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For (C) KatarinaTheCat
(C) SEGA/Sonic Team
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sketchy-fey · 4 months
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Rem and Ranna, may 2024
Inspired by something in celeste's notes for ep.61 that never happened canonically
Rem is leading
Ranna is wearing a backless dress
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wally-b-feed · 1 year
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Anthony Fineran (B 1981), Zi Ranna El Ah, 2023
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kaizey · 1 year
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De Selby Part 1 translation
A friend who was listening to Unreal Unearth asked me for some translation for the final verse of De Selby part 1, so decided to try offering my own transltion just from reading, and just some differences possibly in the interpetation
This isnt 100% word for word and some parts are approximations. Again, its very hard to convery the proper meaning of irish lyrics by translating them given theres just specific meanings in some words thats hard to convert properly as béarla
Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Reading 1: Althougth(?) you are amicable and bright Reading 2: Arent you amicable, Sorcha/ Arent you amicable and bright [Remember Sorcha is a given feminine name in irish deriving from our word for 'bright/clear'. Also, Soranna is likely a misspelled transliteration of So-ranna. In irish, we have so- (easy) and do- (difficult). So-ranna meaning 'easy to get along with/amicable/good craic]
Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche But you come in like the night
Trína chéile; Bewildered
Le chéile, claochlaithe Together, transformed
Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Arent you amicable and bright
Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche But you come in like the night
Is claochlú an ealaín Art is transformation
Is ealaín dubh í It is a dark art [Dubh (lit 'black') here could be a synonym with the more common dorcha ('dark')]
Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Arent you amicable and bright
Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche But you come in like the night
Trína chéile; Bewildered
Le chéile, claochlaithe Together, transformed
Bhfuilis soranna sorcha Arent you amicable and bright
Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche But you come in like the night
Is claochlú an ealaín Art is transformation
Is ealaín dubh í It is a dark art
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jazzy-art-time · 2 months
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Ranna!
A art fight attack on Jackieex3! [ Art Fight Account ]
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sleeping-ranna · 6 months
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tired art of best elden ring girl.
Hey Tarnished, wanna kill god?
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ranna-alga · 29 days
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Lancelot and Guinevere ♡
Click for higher quality! Text is from "Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere" by Alfred Lord Tennyson whilst the pose is based on one of Joe Bowler's paintings. The original Arthurian story of Lancelot and Guinevere is so Marthur-coded to me </3 also if you cannot see what kind of flowers are behind the text, they're forget-me-nots, which were indeed an intentional choice given their symbolism of love, remembrance, and death in some interpretations
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viviraptor-art · 10 months
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COMMISSION ANNOUNCEMENT!
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just a little reminder that my commission prices will be rising at the start of next year! almost all types are going up by about $10.
but this change isn't in effect just yet! any commission requests sent in before january 1st 2024 will come at my current lower prices, which you can check out right here.
if you'd like me to draw something for you this holiday season, now's a great time to ask! thank you guys for the support as always! 💕
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tired-reader-writer · 2 years
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And here we have Ranna, my OC!
They're Tahamenay's child, her lost daughter, and I picked her mother's distinctive palette for several reasons— one: to make it impossible to not clock her right away as Tahamenay's child, two: to metaphorically flip birds at Andragoras, and three: because I found it very pretty.
Her first outfit, I've been having this one in my head for a long long time, I think ever since I began this AU character design sheet thing— wait no it was actually when I was designing Kashi, weirdly enough. I already had a vague idea of the silhouette and layers involved by then, though it was still very plain and blank because I hadn't assigned all that much symbolism to her... yet.
For this one, I thought that I wanted a sort of dusk, sunset sort of vibe going on, I recently got to play the remake of my favorite game: Yotsume God. And the entire aesthetic of that game, set at dusk, as if the world was awash in flames, all the red hues, it stuck with me. So I plucked some colours off of the screenshots I took and stuck them on this one— plus the dark colours made me think of Hilmes.
There are accents of yellow/gold (though rather dull) to hint at their secret royal lineage, unbeknownst to themself. Those are scorpion tails on her coat— I was running out of energy that day and could not make myself draw the entire animal. So tail it is. As for why scorpion, Ranna likes bugs and what people would consider creepy crawlies a lot, plus the symbolism:
“The symbolism of the scorpion means so many things including intelligence, independence, solitude, passion, protection, and transformation, to different tribes.”
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“It is widely known that scorpions have deadly venom that can kill humans.”
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“The scorpion’s stinger is used as a weapon for hunting, defense, and protection. They also represent that one has the power to protect oneself.
Scorpion bites may be poisonous, but Scorpion symbolism acts as a spirit guide that teaches you to recognize your tendencies and know how to manage them to work in your favor. It also teaches us to be brave and stand up against failure, turn our weaknesses into strengths, learn from our past mistakes, transform our pain and negativity into positivity, and identify our true identity.”
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Generally, scorpions represent the following:
• Ability to protect other people by chasing off negative impacts and influences.
• Ability to protect oneself through fighting oneself or others.
• Powerful transformation
• Success and dream
• Independence, personal drive, and rebirth
• Mastery and self-control
• A sharp mind and intelligence
• Solitude
• Determination and willpower
• Pent-up emotions
• Aggressive behavior or feeling
• Utmost self-confidence
Ranna is quite the independent sort of person, she has control issues that stem from being expected to conform to ridiculous standards by her former caretakers (in hopes that one day she might be allowed to return to the royal court, and even if not, land a good marriage)— from her perspective her parents were trying to make her walk this path (marriage) that she's not crazy about, and a path that produces much misery and traps victims, at that. Abusive spouses, women in general don't seem to have much power and independence in Pars as far as I know, this all fed into their rebellious and independent streak. On top of that, she's been witnessing the numerous injustices of society, namely the classism and the slavery. Even after she ran away and came to live with the clan at a very young age, the clan is made of runaway slaves, abuse victims, so on and so forth, people who have endured society's bullshit and like Ranna themself sought sanctuary and freedom. That definitely radicalized her so to speak, and gave rise to this... protectiveness of themself, their agency, the clan, and a collection of pent-up emotions, mostly negative, that she takes out on people she dislikes. Ranna is very brutal and aggressive with people they hate, they like to poke and prod and rile them up so that she can feel in-control. Hilmes does his utmost to avoid them as a result.
As for the identify [their] true identity part, Ranna sneaks off to Ecbatana to scratch the itch of the urge to find out what her birth parents are like and why they abandoned them, so yeah.
The necklace with the pistachio pendant is... gotta admit, it is kinda the stretch of the century but bear with me!!
We're going on a journey in this post too, and that's a... I don't have a name for this journey but let's— let's call this Aphrodite journey.
But Egg, you may exclaim, what's pistachios gotta do with Aphrodite of all things?
I know. That's why I said this is the stretch of the century.
Buckle up, buddies.
The first reason why I chose pistachios was this:
“Pistachio forests in the eastern, southern and southeastern districts – 26,000 km2 (10,000 sq mi)”
They're present in the Alborz mountain range too, of course, but why is the southeastern part of Iran (the country Pars is based on) significant in particular?
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Well, look no further than this map. (EDIT: This fan map was made by tumblr user chatmant! Thank you @daryun for telling me!)
As ArSen fans will know, Tahamenay was originally from the Principality of Badakhshan, located southeast of Pars— before Osroes came in and conquered the area. I wanted to include a nod to her mother's origins and whatnot.
Pistachios are supposedly dubbed “green gold”, or just “the emerald”, and harvest if I am correct starts in September.
Tahamenay's child was born in the ninth month, which I know doesn't mean it corresponds to modern September but hush. I'm just gonna roll with it to retain my sanity for now.
Keep an eye on the emerald part. This is where the stretch begins.
“Emerald symbolism encompasses not only royalty but also wit, eloquence, and foresight. "The Jewel of Kings" also serves as the May birthstone. Whatever its supposed mystical properties, this gem has long been regarded as a superior jewel. Rare and beautiful, emerald's stunning green color has also brought it an honored status amongst cultures worldwide.”
Royalty for their lineage, and well, Ranna's quite very crafty and cunning.
“A revealer of truths, emerald reputedly could cut through all illusions and spells, including the truth or falsity of a lover's oath.”
The circumstances surrounding her identity, plus their brutal honesty with the people she dislikes. She is honest with people she likes too but... they take delight in tearing down the worldview and personal truths of the ones she hates.
“Western traditions connect emeralds more frequently with the planet Venus. Perhaps the story from Greek and Roman mythology of Venus emerging from the sea makes a difference here. For followers of Western astrology, the "sea green" color of emerald may make a better match with the goddess's namesake planet.”
I took one look at Venus and decided to think about Aphrodite instead, since that's the one I'm more familiar with.
“Aphrodite is an ancient Greek goddess associated with love, lust, beauty, pleasure, passion, and procreation.
Aphrodite has been featured in Western art as a symbol of female beauty and has appeared in numerous works of Western literature.”
Aphrodite is the goddess of love and beauty, and of seduction as well. While Ranna is squarely not interested in seducing anybody save a certain bandit girl (and their idea of “seducing” said bandit girl involves a lot less sexytimes, thank fuck, and a whole lot more bloody murder, adrenaline-charged heists, and general chaos and shenanigans anyways) but, as Ranna inherited Tahamenay's looks, and Tahamenay was met with a trauma conga line of misfortune no thanks to her beauty, and was accused of seducing many men.
Also Aphrodite, from what I know, is an agent of chaos lol, which Ranna also is.
Also also, Aphrodite's origin myth involves her washing ashore from the sea, and Badakhshan is in contact with the sea, and I headcanon that Tahamenay was from somewhere along the coastline.
Also, Aphrodite had a lot of epithets which range from Genetyllis meaning “Mother” (which I link with Tahamenay) to Areia meaning “warlike”:
“Across the Greek world, she was known under epithets such as Melainis "Black One", Skotia "Dark One", Androphonos "Killer of Men", Anosia "Unholy", and Tymborychos "Gravedigger", all of which indicate her darker, more violent nature.”
And as people who's seen me talk about Ranna, this girl is... a Terror™ among terrors.
And that's how I ended up linking pistachios to Aphrodite.
Onto the second outfit, I went for foxy colours since I ended up not putting actual foxes on her clothes.
Why foxes? Well...
“Fox symbolism and meaning include cleverness, independence, playfulness and mischievousness, beauty, protection, and good luck.”
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“The animal is taken to be the incarnation of cunning, slyness, perfidy, and even wickedness.”
Characteristics that Ranna embodies, plus in the manga Tahamenay was referred to as “that sharp-eyed vixen”. Another nod to their mother!
Also, clawed gloves. Me likes.
What are the purple flowers on her clothes? Why the purple sash? Oh, this is one I've been holding for A VERY LONG TIME.
So a while ago, I had the idea of associating either Ranna or Arslan with saffron/saffron flowers— saffron is precious, and the flowers bloom in autumn. One would be associated with saffron, and the other would be associated with “autumn crocus/meadow saffron” which is actually not saffron at all and instead is poisonous, even.
Pretty neat plan, except I kept going back and forth on who would be which flower. Because on one hand Ranna is secret royalty and it'd make sense for her to be associated with the expensive and precious saffron, Arslan the fake saffron, but on the other hand I ended up linking venom/poison and Ranna (the scorpion, poisoned weaponry), and Arslan ended up embodying a lot of saffron symbolism...
So I decided, fuck it, imma just leave it ambiguous. Figure this shit out yourselves 😭 That's also why I left out the saffron threads/ the styles and stamens of this ambiguous flower, because true crocuses have three stamens and three styles, while colchicums have six stamens and one style. The meadow saffron I talked about? Iirc it's a colchicum, not a true crocus.
“Saffron is harvested from the saffron crocus, scientific name Crocus sativus. This is a different plant entirely from the autumn crocus (Colchicum autumnale), also known somewhat confusingly as meadow saffron.
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“Colchicum autumnale, commonly known as autumn crocus, meadow saffron, or naked ladies, is a toxic autumn-blooming flowering plant that resembles the true crocuses, but is a member of the plant family Colchicaceae, unlike the true crocuses, which belong to the family Iridaceae. The name "naked ladies" is because the flowers emerge from the ground long before the leaves appear. Despite the vernacular name of "meadow saffron", this plant is not the source of saffron, which is obtained from the saffron crocus, Crocus sativus – and that plant, too, is sometimes called "autumn crocus".”
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“Crocus sativus, commonly known as saffron crocus or autumn crocus, is a species of flowering plant in the iris family Iridaceae. A cormous autumn-flowering cultivated perennial, unknown in the wild, it is best known for the culinary use of its floral stigmas as the spice saffron.”
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“The sativus has a long history in the world, and as such has gathered much symbolism and meaning alongside itself. Some of the more common associations are feelings of happiness and joy, with a gift of saffron being a way to send positive vibes and energy to another. It is thought to relate to the emotions of youth as well, and childlike wonder. It was commonly used in roman households as a perfume for guests as they entered the abode. The name crocus sativus is thought to originate from the Greek god Krokus, who upon his death became the flower, as well as the Arabic word “zafaran,” which means yellow.”
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And the symbolism of individual colours of crocuses (not limited to saffron crocuses):
“Purple, the traditional color of royalty, is tied to gracefulness, dignity, and personal success. It’s great for symbolize someone’s recent accomplishments or to celebrate their many years of service or partnership. Darker shades in particular have a strong association with the wisdom of experience. It represents success, pride and dignity. This flower color is also a symbol of royalty and nobility.
White, the purest and most versatile flower color of them all. A bouquet of Crocuses in this color can indicate a humble approach or wishes of condolences for someone in grief. This color is commonly associated with funerals in some cultures, but it’s also used for weddings due to its ties to purity and elegance in others. White Crocus flower is a symbol of purity, truth and innocence. This flower is usually used as wedding decoration.
The yellow Crocus flower is a symbol of cheerfulness and joy.”
Hold onto these crocus colour stuff. They'll become relevant again in Arslan's sheet. Or really, the entire crocus/saffron section of this post.
How long has this thing become?
“It is most commonly associated with spring, renewal, and rebirth due to its growth during the winter or early spring.
Autumn blooming Crocuses may inspire some artists and writers to use it as a symbol of hope in the face of loss or death instead. These varieties can be some of the last flowers to bloom, making them a reminder of the spring to come.”
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“By the middle of October, saffron flowers begin to blossom, and this blooming lasts for about three weeks.
Crocus sativus are grown from bulbs known as corms. Crocus corms are best planted in September, then will flower a couple of months later
September is best for planting in warmer locations (zones 7-10). Saffron Crocus can be planting in the ground or in containers in these warmer zones. Saffron Crocus (Crocus sativus) blooms in fall.”
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“Saffron flowers symbolize rebirth, joy, innocence and new beginnings. It is also a symbol of youthfulness as it is the first flower to bloom in the spring. In ancient Rome, the crocus was a symbol of love.”
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“The Crocus flower generally represents youth, innocence, rebirth, cheerfulness, pleasure, gladness and joy.”
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“While crocus do have that well-known association with being the first blooms of the new year, they aren’t necessarily just a spring flower. In fact, some croci (both croci and crocuses are acceptable plurals) bloom late in the autumn. So, while it’s true that the crocus is a symbol of rebirth from the darkest times, it’s also applicable as a symbol and omen of enduring and thriving life. You, like the crocus, can be renewed in spite in the coldness and darkness of the depths of winter.”
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“Depending on the exact species and variety, Crocus plants can bloom in the spring, autumn, or winter.”
If you're seeing lots of snippets about how they bloom in different seasons, it's because I was getting very annoyed at the sheer confusion I suffered during research, people will just conflate saffron crocuses and regular-ass crocuses, leading to stuff that says “saffron flowers bloom in spring!” and the repeated information about spring-blooming crocuses.
I'm so tired. Get your facts straight, people!
Also, almost forgot to mention, her foxy colours here of course can be attributed to the saffron route as well, if you choose to associate her with saffron and not meadow saffron.
And Tahamenay is shown having purple on her:
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And who can ignore the centipede?
“Centipedes are the ultimate "creepy crawlies." Their many-legged bodies are more often the subject of horror than fascination.”
She horrifies a lot of people. And they also cause fascination too, and of course they're absolutely smitten by centipedes.
“Centipedes and millipedes are multi-legged predatory arthropods which live in a variety of different terrestrial habitats. These bugs are found in almost every region of the planet, including, even, the Arctic Circle.”
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“Centipedes live in soil, under rocks and dead wood, and inside logs. Because they live in dirt, centipedes are often associated with death and decay. Due to its preference for hidden places, the centipede is sometimes associated with the afterlife or the "Underworld." This association sometimes connects centipedes to occult forces and taboo subjects.”
Ranna rolls around in dirt, explores the woods and mountains and is not in the slightest afraid of getting dirty. They're “dead” to Andragoras and nonexistent to the rest of the court, and their existence or the talk about it or their identity can be regarded as “taboo”. It's not like Tahamenay can talk about this to anyone, after all.
“The centipede’s unusual anatomy connects it with speed and dexterity. The centipede’s venomous bite associates these fearsome arthropods with both sickness and medicine.”
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“Both centipede and millipede are symbols of good luck, energy, and healing. In addition, it is said that centipedes are among the only things that dragons fear. So, centipedes represent the power and ferocity that even the smallest of creatures can embody. Finally, perhaps the strongest association with centipedes is fear itself. Centipedes represent anxieties, phobias both rational and irrational, and nightmares. Because of this, centipedes can also represent the courageous act of confronting one’s fears.”
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“The Irish Banshee was often depicted as an older woman surrounded by creepy crawlers such as spiders and centipedes. The cry of the Banshee is thought to be a harbinger of death.”
Lots of scary ominous stuff going on here, and Ranna is the one who'd eventually cause Andragoras' death, but not without Tahamenay's contribution, of course :3
Then we have their ceremonial dance attire. Follows the general template, with a few tweaks.
Her sash is a warmer red than Kazai's.
The star symbols on the skirt part also resemble suns, hinting at her royal lineage.
Purple for Tahamenay.
A lot more yellow/gold, again for the royal lineage thing.
The necklace is a chaotic collection of colours, which yeah represents her own chaos.
They just seem like the type to frequently go barefoot regardless of the occasion.
Also, as you may have noticed, Ranna has one or both arms free of the sleeves of the outermost layer in two of the outfits, and that's to show how she cares little about decorum and stuff, such as wearing a garment “properly”.
That's all. It's 3:25am, I started drafting this thing immediately after I finished drawing a couple hours ago, which also I finished this tonight out of an adrenaline rush because I have to return to classes tomorrow.
I hate my life.
I'm gonna immediately head to sleep, I can already tell I won't get enough. Bye! Hope y'all enjoyed this!
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unfair-water-plane · 21 days
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Remains of the Night!!!!
(A snippet from a piece I was writing set in the Old Kingdom from Garth Nyx’s ‘Abhorson’ series. It’s my oldest WIP, started in 2004 when I first read Sabriel. My writing has changed so much, so be patient with Highschool UWP)
There were rumors, even in the city.
Oh, everyone knew the stories. There were monsters in the woods, dangers in the shadows. The peasants who lived in the wastes would not venture out of their shacks after dusk, and traders who traveled the roads swore men made of mist and women made of moonlight stalked the darkling hours between dusk and dawn. But the educated rich only scoffed at that, chuckling at the folly of lesser people. Wolves took those who wandered at night, it was well known, and shadows played tricks on tired minds. That was all it was, and everyone knew it.
But still...there were rumors. And rumors held truth, if you looked deep enough. Smoke could not coil into the air without fire to breed it. And whether the noble and merchant classes had wanted to see the truth or not, things were still happening in the wastes and in the borderlands. Things that could not be explained, things that would not be rationalized out of existance. But the kings and nobles did not care to dwell on it, and there was no profit to be made for merchants to investigate.
And so it fell on those who did not hold a sceptical light to the darker things of the world.
The first time Ruben had seen a shade he had been seven, and had ventured too far towards the border of his father’s plantation. But he’d been a curious child, and had chased locusts and frogs through the fields of late summer wheat to the copse of trees around the farm brook. The creaking of taut rope had drawn his attention upward, and he’d seen the hanged men. Thieves hung for crimes, almost a century before. But their ghosts lingered, and he had the power to see them.
His father had followed terrified screamings to the child, but by the time he arrived Ruben had gone still and silent. Only his eyes showed any sign of life, wide and terrified and unblinking. He had lain like that for two days when a necromancer had stopped by the large estate, hoping for shelter in exchange for work. It had been he who had explained the meaning of Ruben’s condition, and he who had loaded the child on the front of a horse and taken him north.
Ten years of training- on the art of music, sword play and the dead- had led to his final induction into the life. A sacrifice was required, but he’d gladly paid it, and had been gifted with the cloak and gear of his order. At his waist was a sword, forged with steel and silver and iron, to fight any enemy he might cross. And across his breast were the seven bells of his practice, from the tinny Ranna to the ever silent Astarael. All he used to bind the dead, ridding all he came across of ghosts and ghasts and those creatures of the night he could tame or destroy.
And he had heard the rumors. The necromancers had not forgotten the old histories the wars with the fae and the walls that had saved them. Scholars in their own right they hoarded knowledge, and sought it where ever possible. And he had sought it in the wastes, near the borderlands.
The forests held little fear for him before, but as he had worked his way farther and farther from the cities the dangerous became more real. Towards night he had made it his habit to dismount, leading the black stallion through the thick undergrowth to find campsites. Tamilal was a necromancer’s horse, and balked at nothing, but he seemed to appreciate the concern.
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