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Celebrate the light
Prepare for darkness
These sheets contains mysteries and farts
Sweet old couple, up to no good
"When you grow up your hear dies" - this yellow submarine stands as an omen of childish wonder - or so is my interpretation, as I remind myself to keep the "silly" spirit alive.
Into the thick of it, into the thick of it...
Oh.
Behind every veil, a pair of eyes is watching you.
The season of harvest is approaching...
As the saying goes in the baltic lands:
"Commanded by Pike, made wish by myself!"
Me and another coolcat are sharing visions - one vision each day, based on inktobers themes (October was busy, alright?).
Today's theme: fish.
There was a maiden called Eglė (Spruce), who one day went bathing in a river with her sisters. She carelessly threw her clothes on the shore. When the sun started dancing at the horizon, she was the last to leave the waters. She reached to pick up her blouse - oh dear! A grass snake snake was nested inside them.
"Give me your hand in marrage, fair maiden, and I shall return your clothes." said the snake, a small crown adorning his head.
That is the beginning of a tale.
Of Egle the Queen of Snakes.
From my archives: while strolling through a lovely pine forest, a cone bumped me on the head. "Blasted crows!" I thought. When I looked up, to my surprise this Fea was swaying on a branch.
"Could I be of any help?" I offered.
"No need. I few thousand years and this arrow should weather loose."
"Isn't it a bit much?" I eyed the basilisk curled on her knee.
"I'm in no rush" the Fea stretched and drifted of to slumber.
Last night I was fortunate to meet and converse with Lord Finley Ciconia (son of the great astronomancer Astrophel Ciconia)! We bumped into each other while he was on a midnight stroll (modestly snacking on a few toads). I'm sure I know this constellation, but the name keeps slithering away...
Found a cottage in the highlands - three young witchlings were practicing their rune reading. I offered my fuzzy being up for practice (they saw a ginger child and graveyards in my future, sadly no tuna) - got nettle soup in return and a place to sleep..
I was wandering the woods, completely lost. My eyes caught glimmers of gold on tree barks and leaves, so I follow. Good intuition - this brave Maiden appeared and guided me out - plus saved a poor guilded snail from being crushed under my paws..
I think I might call this home
So I met this sorceresses - nice lady, crafty hands - and now I have a hog sized bag full of Rowan berries. At least she could have given me the floaty kind...
This sandbox seemed smaller from the outside.
- watercolours spilled by dunedelion.