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musings & inspo blog to vliya.

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“In the fossil record of our existence, there is no trace of love. You cannot find it held in the earth’s crust, waiting to be discovered.”

— Jeanette Winterson, from Lighthousekeeping

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7Ravens - Table by Jana Heidersdorf Illustration on Society6

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The Dark Crystal (1982)

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Joseph W Spoor: The Sun, 1874

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Trial By Stone!

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skekTek!

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“How many centuries deep is your wound?”

— Adonis,  “Unintended Worship,” If Only the Sea Could Sleep

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vliya:

oh whoops look out it’s my ?? half-baked au ramblings

ok so ever since aor people have tossed around different takes on an au where skektek leaves the castle and these are just my thoughts on one to mayhaps have as an au on here if anyone’s like interested in ’ skektek has Enough and snaps but this time heads dont get bashed in ’

the only good place i can think of for it in the timeline is post episode two but before Everything Else, since the general premise is trine’s worth of bullshit just finally becoming too much. have i thought about how this would effect the timeline and the war ? no because i’m not smart and just vibing but i have thought about what it means for skektek as a character. did skektek still have reservations when it came to draining around this point, concerns over the darkening, and regrets over leaving aughra ? yes ! because again pre-final episodes. but does it regret all the other fucked science it does on the regularly ? no. skektek is a very multi-faceted and interesting character with a lot of complicated standings, but i don’t wanna just Delete the fact that they’re someone who values science to dangerous extents at their core. skektek is still the dark half of tektih no matter what.

honestly i’ve thought less about actual plot and more about what it means symbolically ? we have this character so linked to machinery and concrete logic in a world of magic, removed from the scientific environment. yeah i imagine they’ve got something set up somewhere to continue their studies   (  sidetic is prolly there too  )  but it’s no laboratory.  

they’re just. a cranky hermit who’s the sick to the back teeth of walking on eggshells and fucked off to the middle of nowhere, yelling at poor rando gelfling who stumble by to Leave Them Alone, this is bastard stomping ground now.

i Do have an alt version even Less baked through where skektek gets kicked out after the self-mutilation and what not for being a Freak but when i say less baked i mean it. it’s the au that’ll give you salmonella

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“And so, around the circle, while the chorus of slaves chanted quietly, each Skeksis intoned the same phrase, which all then repeated, in a rite consigning their Emperor’s soul, which had never existed, to the protection of a higher being, in which none of the Skeksis could have tolerated belief. It was a ceremony of reassurance to the survivors.”

— A.C.H. Smith (Jim Henson’s The Dark Crystal: The Novelization, page 35)

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ok,  realistically  speaking,  the  surgeries  put  skekTek  in  a  vulnerable  position  they  haven't  been  in  since  they  lost  their  eye  and  they  would  make  sure  they're  secluded  because  of  this  also  because  they  can't  afford  the  distractions  or  to  explain  in  the  heat  of  the  moment,  but,  consider,  pov :   you  walk  into  the  lab  only  to  finds  stacks  upon  stacks  of  medical  books  whisked  away  from  the  scroll-keeper's  library   +   it's  own  notes  and  journals  on  the  matter  littered  about,  bandages  and  saws  of  varying  kind  and  tools  for  cauterizing  wounds,  sprawling  sketches  of  skexish  anatomy  as  it's  so  far  understood  to  be  pinned  up,  two  shiny  new  prosthetic  limbs  on  a  nearby  table,  and  the  scientist;  already  halfway  through  the  bone  of  it's  leg,  biting  down  on  something  that  it's  probably  about  to  throw  at  you  because  it  is  Pissed

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you’re sitting alone again. you seem to exist nowhere at all and in every corner of the universe. you feel your organs shiver inside of you. today was a good day.

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“You have a cold cold smile. You were burned, you were about to burn, you’re still on fire.”

— Richard Siken

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Alvin Davison, The Human Body and Health Revised, 1908