Ode to a Mobility Aid; My Mary
I wrapped her head in red,
Bought her a change in footwear:
One to match and another to trample along the trails.
Bought a bag of gems, thousands of them,
Off a passing salesman to decorate her body
And project for her an aura of ruby constellations.
All wealth in the world couldn’t make what she’s done for me:
She holds me up, on either side she’ll turn up
She waits upright, attending my bedside at night
She catches me before I fall,
Without a word she does it all,
Oh, my Darling Mary.
To her I must apologize,
For the times at which she falls, and pitifully I call:
“Mary, how could you?” before I crouch to lift her off the ground again
And dust her off, then I’ll correct myself
In continuance of our daily dance.
She holds me up; I let her down
Sometimes it’s both of us found on the ground.
My sweet cane it isn’t you to blame,
Only my grasp that lets you slip on though.
Go ahead and call me careless for the way I’ve treated you.
I’ll stroke the scrapes along your body,
In infinite thankfulness for your dutiful service:
A matter in which you had no choice.
My Darling Mary, handed over to me
With a bow in your leg and bits missing from your grip.
So requisite a companion, you’re an extension of myself.
Though you’re liable to fall apart,
For you: my hands will become capable and
I’ll make you a work of art.
-Lane Aconite,
April 13th, 2024
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“Time does not bring relief; you all have lied”
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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so a non-welcome home related ask and i'm sorry if you already answered this before, but what got you into dragons? i'm slowly stalking through your tumblr and i can't help but admire how beautifully and effortlessly you draw the scaley fuckers (/pos) ✨
i've actually never gotten this question, so this is a delight! allow me to Overshare about this
i became interested in dragons at an early age - like, kindergarten / 1st grade age. i don't remember exactly how it started, but i think it was my fascination with dinosaurs, oddly enough? i've loved those guys since some of my earliest memories. it wasn't a big leap from "giant 'lizards' from our past" to 'even bigger mythological 'lizards' from always". the Hobbit and the first Temeraire (im trying to get my hands on the full series now actually) were read to me at this young age too, and the only parts i remember are the big dragon scenes lmao
i do know the ball Really got rolling with the first How To Train Your Dragon movie, which i saw in theaters in 2nd grade. INSTANT obsession with dragons. i'll never forget how it felt to see Toothless for the first time. but in general, i couldn't get enough of em. i made my own dragon manual, i got the Dragonology books, it was the whole enchilada!
then in 5th grade, i stumbled upon the newly released Wings Of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy book! immediately fell in love with it. and its what pushed me to start actively pursuing art! and also what pushed me into my first online space: ~Deviantart~. i saw all of the amazing art of my favorite dragons and wanted in on it. i can actually pinpoint the main person who's art i loved and found inspiration in: someone named Liighty! i don't remember their user, it's probably changed in the many years since. i loved their stuff and wanted nothing more than to be able to draw like them
long story short, i've been in love with dragons for the majority of my life. HTTYD and WOF have been my biggest inspirations and fuel to the fire, and my first delve into the internet pushed me to start drawing dragons (specifically wof) like my life depended on it. i haven't looked back since!
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“It just made me want it more” - Video compilation of Jon Moxley and Bryan Danielson’s meet cute ugly origin story, from their first match in Chillicothe, OH in 2007 to their August/September 2010 battles, intercut with Mox’s 2/17/2022 Dynamite promo.
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I wouldn't be here if it wasn't because of him.
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is the mcl fandom still a thing on this hell platform
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hallo guys :] :] :]
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In Your Web
Growing up, I was our house’s spider catcher
Or killer, but that grew to hurt me too.
Summoned by my sisters’ shrieking,
I’d scoop the restless creature in a jar,
Let it outside.
You told me on the phone about
A web you had to break,
Built ambitiously from floor to ceiling.
You allowed them free reign anywhere
But in your way.
Before we went inside, you introduced me
To the spiders on your porch,
Who dove away frightened from your gestures.
I could feel only joy and admiration,
You led me inside.
Arm in arm we walked
Under the mesh ceiling, swathed in web
You named the spiders for me,
Leaning in to admire them up close.
I wanted to kiss you then.
A gorgeous golden orb weaver appeared
Just out my door, this morning.
Web glittering tremulously in the golden rays.
I watched her wrap and devour a fat fly, and
I thought of you and smiled.
-Lane Aconite,
October 19th, 2023
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sometimes i remember it's this blog's tenth anniversary next year and i scream a little inside
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childhood friendships that remain are all about having walked hand in hand through the mortifying ordeals and now there’s just the being known and the being loved bc you are known.
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a bitch been going down memory lane on this blog tonight and.... clenches my fist...... sniffs n tries not to fuckIN CRY..... good shit.
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Magical Boy Basil Chapter 10: Page 1
Basil's dread has caught up with him and Aaron's just kind of like 'you do realize you dissociated in the middle of class and we didn't end up giving our presentation right? No? Alright then.'
Guess it's time to have a private chat someplace else~
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Moments to Remember: Celebrating Years of Love and Togetherness
Join us as we embark on a journey down memory lane, commemorating years of shared laughter, cherished moments, and unwavering love. Our anniversary celebration promises an evening filled with joy, nostalgia, and heartfelt reflections. From enchanting décor to delectable cuisine, let's raise a toast to the beautiful chapters we've written together and the countless memories yet to be made. Together, let's create new milestones as we celebrate the timeless bond that binds us.
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