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[weltenwellen]

V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

[samanthamuljat]

A Series of Seaside Mishaps.

[enchantedbook]

'The Little Sea Maid' illustrated by Harry Clarke, 1916

[weltenwellen]

Chen Chen, from "weep ode #99"

[enchantedbook]

'The Court of Faerie' by Thomas Maybank, 1906

[timetowar]

[diearchivarin]

I Talked to a Friend the Other Day, diearchivarin, 2024

[Weltschmerz (German: [ˈvɛltʃmɛɐ̯ts]; literally "world-pain") is a literary concept describing the feeling experienced by an individual who believes that reality can't satisfy the expectations of the mind, resulting in "a mood of weariness or sadness about life arising from the acute awareness of evil and suffering".]

[enchantedbook]

'The Sacred Flame' from the Fairy tale of Stefan Partos, illustrated by Johanna Maria Daemen, 1927

[enchantedbook]

Fog Spirits dancing in the Moonlight by Kinko White

[thelastpalelight]

Oh Zarathustra,

Cruelest nimrod!

Recently still a hunter of God,

The snare of all virtue,

The arrow of evil!

Now —

Hunted by yourself,

Your own prey,

Bored into yourself ...

[dharmaart]

This year has been quite trying, but I'm happy that I discovered a love of making these horse animations in 2023.

[eachlanguagewritten]

Overheard in a Garden, Oliver Herford

[forpsalms]

"Thief of the Moon" 1924, by Norman Lindsay (1879-1969)

[weltenwellen]

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

[metamorphesque]

"I don't know if ...", Anna Akhmatova (translated by D. M. Thomas)

[metamorphesque]

— Wait For Me, Konstantin Simonov (tr. by Mike Munford)  

[text ID: Wait for me and I’ll come back! / Wait with all your might! / Wait when dreary yellow rains / Tell you nothing’s right; / Wait when snow is falling fast; / Wait when summer’s hot; / When no one waits for other men / And all the past’s forgot! / Wait when those that wait with you / Are bored and tired and glum, / And when it seems, from far away, / No letters ever come! / Wait for me and I’ll come back! / Wait in patience yet / Pay no heed when they repeat / That you should forget; / And when my mother and my son / Give up on me at last / And friends sit sadly round the fire / And talk about the past / And drink a bitter glass of wine / In memory of me – / Wait! No rush to drink with them! / Tell them to wait and see! / Wait for me and I’ll come back, / Escaping every fate! / ‘Just got lucky!’ they will say, / Those that didn’t wait. / They will never understand / How, amidst the strife, / By your waiting for me, dear, / You had saved my life! / Only you and I will know / How you got me through! / Simply – you knew how to wait! / No one else but you!]

[random-brushstrokes]

Arthur Rackham - The Haunted Wood (1913)