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zonnemaagd · 4 days
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• “La liberté guidant le peuple” by Eugène Delacroix
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• “13th attempt to break the Gaza blockade by sea”. Photo by Mustafa Hassouna (Andalou Agency for Getty)
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zonnemaagd · 4 days
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im going to write a page for my short story!! (this is my motivating myself) (i am sleepy) (but I want this story to be written so it falls to me to write it) (ill post a line when it's done aaaaah)
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zonnemaagd · 5 days
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Thinking about resetting this blog because I feel like hundreds of followers are either bots that I failed to block or have become inactive
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zonnemaagd · 5 days
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image by @wikiooc on twitter
[image id: A screenshot of an image and caption in a wikipedia page. The image is of earth viewed at an angle where only antartica and part of africa are visible, and the edge of the globe appears to be outlined. the caption reads "If it cannot hatch from its shell the chick will die without ever truly being born. We are the chick; the world is our egg. if we don't break the world's shell, we will die without truly being born."]
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zonnemaagd · 5 days
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people who let me wake up to this get a special place in heaven. firefly_fox how does it feel to hold my life in ur hands....
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zonnemaagd · 6 days
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Last Line Tag
@ahordeofwasps tagged me some days ago! Thank you ♥
Here, from Yuni's wip:
The ground sloped down and, for a moment, the path followed the side of a hill, where Yuni saw nothing but greenery and occasional glimpses of the bank of a dark stream that whispered far below.
I'm tagging @kaylinalexanderbooks, @oh-no-another-idea, @ace-malarky, @zonnemaagd and @mister-writes - if you want to do this!
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zonnemaagd · 6 days
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Long before the events of Gust, a certain scalian lived a quiet life in the valley of Dalen, forging away in the depths of the mountain. Cut away from all scalians, he lives a life of peace and joy on the ground. But if the wind calls him home, is his heart strong enough to resist? His name was Oblivia, and these are his memories.
           Fractured Memories | Broken and Whole
Through the parted clouds, scalians fly amongst the birds overlooking the infinite mountain ridge of Dalen. Oblivia lies on one of the hills, eyes glued to the sky. The long grasses wrap around him, mingling with the darker green of his feathers. Lyra lies next to him, dressed in a simple brown uniform. The image of a winged stag is embroidered on her chest, the wings hidden underneath the thick braid keeping her brown hairs out of the way. Her boots lie metres away, hurled away in a burst of energy. Nothing like dew-clad grass between your toes, she said.         She turns to her side, letting her gaze rest on Oblivia’s dark eyes matching the faint traces of soot on his face. There she finds calm eyes. Not the eyes of one focussed on the scalians and their graceful yet erratic movements through the sky, but those of one staring beyond the scalians, beyond the clouds.         “Does it not make you bitter? That you cannot join them up there?” she asks, her voice barely loud enough to overpower the wind.         Oblivia chuckles, keeping his eyes on the stars hidden behind the veil of daylight.         “It used to, back when I was little,” he replies. “But now that I’ve found something that makes me happy, what is there to miss?”         Lyra turns around, lying on her back.         “You’ll be up there one day. I’m sure of it.”         “Not until Rām blesses me with ordinary feathers, or until Sōdan carries me into the sky himself.”         Lyra climbs up to her feet and takes a deep breath, savouring the mountain air. The valleys in front of her seem endless, crawling past the mountains and over the horizon, where they might as well go on forever. She stretches out her arms to her side, closing her eyes and thinking herself a crane soaring over the sky.
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zonnemaagd · 7 days
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Reading Sappho at work was NOT a good idea now i want to sit in a field and put a purple ribbon in your hair as you make a flower crown for me
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zonnemaagd · 7 days
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They should make characters who DO want to be heroes. Characters who want to protect and save people
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zonnemaagd · 8 days
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Working majorly on my art rn but! Will get back to writing soon :3 Anyone doing anything fun with their stories?
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zonnemaagd · 8 days
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I like to imagine fairies and other forest creatures used these to hang out and hold ceremonies for all sorts of things
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zonnemaagd · 8 days
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zonnemaagd · 8 days
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It's so stupid I have all these friends that love me and I like helping them when they feel down but now I feel in the gutter like a time bomb and idk whom to reach out to
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zonnemaagd · 9 days
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Hi sunlight
I love you
Love you too sweetie
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zonnemaagd · 9 days
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i did it! I wrote the scene I haven't been able to write for a week!
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zonnemaagd · 10 days
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I saw a post talking about how some of your mutuals will always be their url to you (even once you know their name), soooo
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zonnemaagd · 10 days
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I have finished my thesis!! I'm going to get one more round of feedback but that should only be little changes! Now all that's left is writing a 2500 character article in Japanese as my thesis summary and then it's doneeee. Gonna relax and hopefully finish that story of the wlw Holy knight X healer I am super excited to share
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