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Marry someone who reminds you to go and pray
And who prays with you and for you đĽ°
thereâs dozens of stories about some kid from our world falling into a different, magical one, being the chosen one or the close companion of the chosen one and saving the world, and then going home where theyâre delighted to see their family again and have a new appreciation of their own life. but what about someone who didnât miss it? what if you save the world and youâre given your medal and stripped of the magic you learned and put back in a world you never missed? and youâre furious.
maybe you gave up a few years of your life. you have callouses and muscles and a few scars and maybe a missing eye or something. you definitely have some blood on your hands. you might have PTSD you canât talk to anyone about. and suddenly youâre fifteen again, in a body thatâs too soft and too short and too complete. youâre always cold because thereâs no magic burning in your veins anymore, and even as you grow up the feeling of not fitting doesnât go away because when you look in the mirror at eighteen you look all wrong: this is not what youâre supposed to look like at eighteen. the sky clouds and you rub at the phantom ache of injuries this body never received. you wake up screaming sometimes remembering the sorcerer who burnt your hand to ashes, or the final battle you almost didnât make it through, or the moment you felt the magic in you go out.
but hereâs the thing: they took you and made you into a weapon that was determined enough and powerful enough to save a whole world. they can put you back where they found you but they canât undo everything. and thereâs this, too: the place between worlds clings to you. you canât tease fire out of the air but you can feel the pull of the doorways all the time, although none of them so far go to your world.
but you try to make it work for a decade, anyway. youâre dutiful. but one night you leave work late and for the thousandth time you catch yourself searching the sky for firebirds. and you break. of the three portals within five hundred miles, one is a howling, frozen wasteland and one is a deep violet void, but one opens into a misty forest that you step into and donât look back. itâs not your world, but if you keep going long enough, youâll get there.
(and maybe much, much later, hundreds of worlds later, you climb through a window, or a door of woven branches int he middle a field, or push aside a curtain, and as you set foot on new land you feel the fire in your veins and sparks at your fingertips and finally, finally, youâre home)
This is gorgeous prose and Iâm not sure if youâre really looking for a rec but if so, please read The Twelve Kingdoms by Fuyumi Ono? Thereâs a character that is spat into the fantasy world, suffers, triumphs, and is cruelly ripped back to his home life to find that he no longer fits there in a brutal, traumatic way, and lives for years suffering under that weight until finally heâs able to return to the fantasy world where heâs always truly belonged.
And thatâs just Âź stories where this happens in that series. Please love yourself and check out either the anime or the novel series!
What youâre talking about is the Susan Pevensie problem.
âItâs like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didnât want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, itâs only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didnât. They kept going, because they were holding on to something. That there is some good in this world, and itâs worth fighting for.â
I remember the first time I heard this speech. I was 8 years old and LOTR was my absolute most favorite thing. I had just started reading the Hobbit, but was watching fellowship and two towers(extended editions of course), over and over again. There was something about the story, which for me wasnât completely told yet, that resounated. Thereâs something magical about Middle Earth and Tolkienâs creations that struck a cord with me. Iâm dyslexic and struggle to read, however I love to read. Lord of the rings is the reason I love stories. Itâs the reason I love to read. I made myself push through even though I wanted to give up. The elegant, but complicated Elvish language could trip me up for hours. Yet I persisted; even though I didnât know why. The heroic acts of Sam, Frodo, Aragorn, everyone else in the fellowship, and maybe most importantly Eowyn, inspired me. They made me love stories, books, adventures, and imagination. This speech perfectly describes how LOTR changed my life, even though I was too small to understand.
I never lived while you did, but I thank you, J.R.R. Tolkien. You changed my life for the better.
GODâS HEALING
Need this today đ
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Always keep fighting
Or knowing thatâs the last time youâre going to be in your favorite place; see a face for the last time; never hear a laugh again; read a book for the last time.
Happiness is found where you look
âCollect books, even if you donât plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library.â
â John Waters
This is important
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Even if you donât agree with the Bible you canât argue with itâs wisdom.
âIf I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.â
â Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale (via books-n-quotes)
Beautifully tragically said
âAll that is gold does not glitter...â ~J. R. R. Tolkien
The true sign of a break soul
For all those who love books: I know this lovely lady who self published her first book. Both the paper and hard copy are available on Amazon, however the hardback is available online (and on sale) on Barnes and nobles website. Link: https://m.barnesandnoble.com/w/things-as-they-were-tamsin-ra/1130357325?ean=9781732677890
This is book 1 of her fantasy series that has been a dream for almost a decade now. Iâm so proud of my bestie for taking the initiate and publishing it herself.
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