–– ❛ SIGORN was the first to kneel before the king. THE NEW MAGNAR OF THENN was a younger, shorter version of his father — lean, balding, clad in bronze greaves and a leather hirt sewn with bronze scales. ❜
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–– ❛ SIGORN was the first to kneel before the king. THE NEW MAGNAR OF THENN was a younger, shorter version of his father — lean, balding, clad in bronze greaves and a leather hirt sewn with bronze scales. ❜
I HAVE MOVED!
I AM MOVING THIS BLOG!
Thanks to the constant bullying encouragement from @agirlingrey, I am returning to ASOIAF rp and Sigorn. But this blog is a mess so I have decided to move my blog. The link will be posted here as soon as I am finished with my new theme + icons.
❛ I have seen your sister in my fires, fleeing from this marriage they have made for her. Coming here, to you. A GIRL IN GREY on a dying horse, I have seen it plain as day. It has not happened yet, but it will. ❜
LITTLE WIFE | AGIRLINGREY.
“And when twelve months and a day had passed, the ghost did rise and speak,” Alys kept reading the frail, yellow parchment ahead of her out loud for her BARELY LITERATE husband’s benefit. She didn’t look up to see his reaction to the old story — she knew him well enough by now to guess that he was thoroughly UNIMPRESSED. “Who is that sits all on my grave, and will not let me sleep?”
‘Twas a bad idea to LAUGH at Alys when she was looking so solemn and serious, as he’d learned it one day through a very painful lesson. But the pointed look he received told him immediately that he wasn’t as good as he thought when it came to hiding his MIRTH. “Sorry, lass.” He adopted an expression that’d be more fitting of the bedside of a dying friend, rather than an evening spent with one’s wife. “”But y’ southrons believe in th’ stupidest things. Th’ dead don’ come back t’ talk t’ their loved ones. When they do come back, ‘tis not for a GOOD REASON. You o’ all people should know tha’.”
sometimesshattered :
Post-battle ‘OMG we’re alive, I can’t believe it, let’s bang’ is a fun trope and all, but do you know what I wanna see more of in my threads?
Post-battle: -Lacing their bloodstained fingers together and giving a reassuring squeeze to let the other know they’re alright -forehead touches accompanied by relieved chuckles and shared breath -’OMG we’re alive, I can’t believe it’ bear hugs that nearly crush the life out of each other, but ‘holy shit we’re alive so I don’t care if it feels like you’re about to break my back just don’t let go!’ -Bloodied fingertips reaching up to clean away dirt from the other’s features, only to smear it across their nose or cheek, causing them both to laugh and stare at each other adoringly -Anxiously checking each other over before the dust even settles, thanking whatever higher power exists that neither are badly wounded -Carefully cleaning and bandaging each others wounds once they’ve made it to a safe place -Falling asleep in each other’s arms from sheer exhaustion, as the adrenaline finally wears off on the ride home -Finally finding each other on the battlefield, practically leaping at one another in relief, before backpedaling in discomfort from all the wounds they didn’t realize they had, only to chuckle about it and pull each other into a soft, affectionate kiss, smiling like idiots through it all because ‘dammit, we survived!’
Seriously, I just want more post-battle fluff that doesn’t automatically lead to sex. Because, let’s be realistic, there’s no way either one of them has the energy for that post-battle.
❛ ——— She’s a lean 𝖵 𝖨 𝖷 𝖤 𝖭 : I can see the 𝑹𝑰𝑩𝑺 , the sly trickster’s eyes , filled with ( 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 + 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ) , the 𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑵𝒀 feet , adept at lies . To 𝖲 𝖴 𝖱 𝖵 𝖨 𝖵 𝖤 we’d all turn ( 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇 + 𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍 ) , or so says the 𝑭𝑶𝑿 , with her coat of an elegant 𝖲 𝖢 𝖮 𝖴 𝖭 𝖣 𝖱 𝖤 𝖫 , her white knife of a smile , who 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾𝑺 just where she’s going : to 𝖲 𝖳 𝖤 𝖠 𝖫 something that doesn’t belong to her ― one more 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 , or another life . ——— ❜
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Weirwoods and Oaktrees: Affinities Between the Old Faith of Westeros and the Celtic Religion
alyblackwood :
The celtics of old used to worship the oaks, for it was always the biggest and oldest tree in a wood, and so it was considered the wisest. Does this sound similar to something you have heard before?
History Background
Celts dominated a huge amount of lands in Europe. But eventually they fell to the Roman Empire and the christians. Celtic mythologist T. W. Rolleston claims that their culture had two main characteristics that led to their domination: their theocratic state that lacked the political organization and unification of their enemies, and their naïve curiosity for other cultures.
The fact is that christians or destroyed or modified a lot of their historical remains. Today, we have mostly three kinds of documents available to tell of celtic religious history, and each has its flaws:
- Archaeology. To our discussion, their most relevant discovery is that of hundreds of dolmens, cromlechs and tumulis (funerary chambers) thorough Europe and all kinds of funerary objects that come with them.
- Classical sources. Texts of greek and roman historians, politicians and travellers, such as Hellanicus of Lesbos and Caesar.
- Irish texts. Ireland was the last celtic domain to fall, only in 500 D.C. with the coming of St. Patrick and his men. There, differently than in other territories such as Britain and Gaul, the christianization was kinder and slower. The Irish priests transcribed old poems and myths, and through them we can learn about heroes such as Cuchulain or Finn mac Cumhail. Unfortunately, though, they tried to erase all signs of the celtic religion. They called celtic deities “fairies”, excluded most traces of religions doctrines and inserted christian figures in the texts.
Our knowledge of the celtic religion is limited, and maybe that is the first and most unfortunate coincidence between it and the religion of the Children of the Forest.
The affinities don’t stop there, though. They are very often present in the texts:
Funerary Chambers
“A wide plain spread out beneath them, bare and brown, its flatness here and there relieved by long, low hummocks. Ned pointed them out to his king. ‘The barrows of the First Men.’
Robert frowned. 'Have we ridden onto a graveyard?’
'There are barrows everywhere in the north, Your Grace’, Ned told him. 'This land is old.’“
Eddard II, AGoT
The Old Celts and their ancestors used to construct dolmens of raw stone (or cromlechs, or tumulis, as time goes by) to guard their dead. This simple chambers were closed with another raw stone as a ceiling, and then buried in a ritual. Many of those dolmens were discovered throughout all Europe.
The description of the First Men barrows seem to match those of the Celts.
Nature
To both real and fictional religions, nature is at the center of their faith. The forests, the rivers, the lands and even the living creatures are sacred and are made of god. Each particle is god, and the whole is god.
It makes sense then that all rituals are performed in natura, not in buildings.
Sacred Trees
The Celts worshipped the Oak because it is the biggest and oldest tree in a forest. It is a symbol of wisdom and longevity. Rare moss that grow on the oaks were cut in a special manner and were said to have healing capacities.
In a similar way, the First Men worship the weirwood because it is "eternal”, or, at least, has an incredible longevity. When weirwoods die, they become stone. Lord Blackwood tells Jaime in ADwD about Raventree Hall’s massive weirwood:
“For a thousand years it has not shown a leaf. In another thousand it will have turned to stone, the maesters say. Weirwoods never rot”
Of course, as we learn in ADwD Bran chapters, there is other reason the Children/Singers worship the weirwoods, but that was long forgotten by the First Men. Even so, the general idea is the same, but much stronger. In weirwoods live the knowledge of dead Singers and through them greenseers can watch future and past.
It is, in any ways, a symbol of wisdom and longevity.
Songs
We don’t know much about the Singer’s songs and their meanings, but they aren’t called Singers for no reason. They say they sing the “song of the forest”. It is possibly a religious ritual.
The druids are sometimes confused with bards because often they were both. Their doctrine could not be heard by uninitiated, nor could it be written down (that tradition, combined with christianization, did not help at all our understanding of them). Instead, they were transmitted through music. Musical poetry was sacred, and in stories even had magical powers. The older druids transmitted the lyrics to the younger ones, when the time was right.
Likewise, the Singers don’t have, as far as we know, any written documents.
Blood Sacrifices
This side of the celtic religion the christians made no trouble to hide, much the opposite. Archaeology findings are also available. The Celts used to practice blood sacrifice often, and with humans eventually. It’s possible that voluntaries’ blood was more valuable, and that those humans sacrificed were prepared to it since very early in their lives, and they were highly regarded in the community and had a lot of privileges. There are other findings, though, that point to more violent sacrifices, with the blood of subjugated peoples.
In Bran POVs, we learn that human sacrifices before a weirwood were a common practice in older times. With Davos in White Harbor, we get a glimpse of the way the victim’s organs were hanged in the weirwoods branches. With that knowledge, we can even trace back to Ned’s habit of cleaning the blood of his sword in the godswood after an execution. The weirwoods seem to, somehow, like blood.
Lack of personified gods
Unlike all the other religions in ASoIaF, the god of the Old Faith don’t have names.
In celtic religion, there is a controversy about this, due to our lack of knowledge as explained above. But, to certain authors, it can be understood that the celts did not have personified gods as well. Instead, they had magical creatures that were more divine then humans, but were not gods. They are what was called by christian “fairies”. According to this view, though, the real god was in nature.
(It is important to note that this is not a certainty. To some interpretations, those fairies were deities).
Aos Sí
And those called Aos Sí are that “faeries” mentioned before. Aos Sí means “people of the mounds”, referring to the belief that this folk lived in mounds. Here, we come back to our first topic, about funerary rituals. The way that the dead were buried left mounds on the ground… But it is not related, in any text, the dead to the Aos Sí. It’s just that the repetition of the mound theme may or may not be relevant.
The Aos Sí were amazingly beautiful creatures, human-looking but not human at all. They were immortal, powerful, magical, and their weapons were the best ever seen. Their kingdoms (in the mounds) were splendorous, but invisible to mortal unless they wanted to be seen. They could see the mortals, though, and if there was interest they could interfere in their world. So the mortal would say only good things of them and worship them, as not to be punished. Sometimes they procreated with humans, and those children usually grow up to be heroes or very important to humanity.
I have seen theories relating the Aos Sí with the Others (!!!!), and I have to say that, tinfoil or no, they are very interesting. That is not the focus of this text, though.
Colonisation and near disappearence
The Irish myth tells that once the Aos Sí ruled all Ireland, but were pushed back to their hidden kingdoms by the milesians, that were considered to be the ancestors to Irish celtic royalty. In actual history, the celts were or killed (Gaul, Brittain) or colonized (Ireland), and a lot of their amazing culture got lost.
In the same way, that happened with the Singers by the First Men (almost total annihilation, pushing them to their “hidden kingdoms”, but maintaining the religion). After, the First Men were pushed back and colonized by the Andals (they survived, but a good portion of their culture and history, besides their lands, were lost).
The coincidences are many, and it is interesting to see how GRRM’s references built this fictional world. In my opinion, the understanding of the references expands the levels of understanding of the novels.
As usual, please feel free to continue the conversation, add info, agree and/or disagree!
A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE by George R.R. Martin
“Oh, my sweet summer child,” Old Nan said quietly, “what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snow falls a hundred feed deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the white walkers move through the woods.” “You mean the Others,” Bran said querulously. “The Others,” Old Nan agreed. “Thousands of years ago, a winter fell that was cold and hard and endless beyond all memory of man. There came a night that lasted a generation, and kings shivered and died in their castles even as the swineherds in their hovels. Women smothered their children rather than see them starve, and cried, and felt their tears freeze on their cheeks.” Her voice and her needles fell silent, and she glanced up at Bran with pale, filmy eyes and asked, “So, child. This is the sort of story you like?”
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
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DO NOT USE THE THEMES OF FAUNTHEMES !
WARNING: I hate callout posts and this is the first one I’ve ever written in my decade-long roleplay experience but yeah… There is one ahead. If you don’t care for such posts, just keep scrolling.
They have made *cough* and posted three base codes so far, and all of them have been put together thanks to theft. They have lifted quite a lot of different parts of my SECOND BASE CODE especially, and made it so obvious that I have received messages about them on four separate occasions. I have contacted them personally, intending to handle this in private, but they refuse to remove and rewrite certain parts ‘their’ themes. And worse, they actually have a COMMISSIONS page where they take advantage of other people and actually intend to make money with their stolen codes.
When you compare the themes they posted ( 1, 2, 3 ) with my second base code, the themes I made here and here, the situation is almost PAINFULLY obvious. Even someone who has very little to no knowledge about HTML and CSS can probably spot that something is off. Furthermore, the owner of that blog @streetwiise not only use one of my themes on their blog ( with the credit still intact, o wonder of wonders ! ) so they are quite aware of my themes and how to work with them, but they also have a detailed COMMISSIONS POST where you can literally see them selling the modified versions of my coding.
However, in case you guys think that a callout post requires more SOLID evidence, I will be providing you all with specific, code-related examples below the Read More.
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PSA TO ALL OF MY FOLLOWERS.
While I may not like, agree with, or condone what you write; I support your artistic integrity in being able to write and create the plots that you want to explore as a writer so long as both parties are consenting.
I understand that by following you, I am agreeing to your terms and rules. Your tumblr is your spot to write as you please and I am thrilled you’ve found a creative outlet within the community. Furthermore I’m happy that whatever you’re choosing to write is something that drives you as a writer to continue to explore and create. I also understand that should I become uncomfortable, I am able to unfollow you immediately. I can do so of my own free will and because I am not a Trash Human Being™, you won’t be receiving anonymous hate nor anything of the sort from me. I also understand that at any point I can blacklist your tags should I wish to no longer see something specific.
As both a human being and writer; I am able to understand the difference between you as a person in real life and what you write. I know that the thoughts, dialogue, actions, and characters behind what you CHOOSE to write DO NOT directly represent you as the writer, nor your thoughts or what you as a human being support. Throughout our history there have been countless stories that published writers have put out into the world that feature terrible subjects, daunting taboos, horrendous characters, and crimes against humanity.
Some of these books and pieces remain to be some of the most iconic and world renowned books in history, fan favorites, and many have been made into television shows, movies, and have went onto have sequels. I understand that as a human being, I am not subject to like, nor approve of anything YOU do, or anything I read. I’m entitled to my opinion, but I don’t need to go out of my way to be an asshole or to make you feel horrible.
This community can be incredibly cruel at times. I’ve seen it constantly within the past few days and it’s absolutely draining. Everything is black and white and you as a writer must comply with absolutely everything that is politically correct and unfortunately, that is not a realistic world, especially when it comes to writers. If we were all forced to write the same thing, or things that everyone supported and agreed with… Well, that wouldn’t be a very interesting world.
If you’re narrow minded or do not support that people have the freedom and SHOULD be able to write what they want… Please unfollow me immediately because I have a feeling we’re not going to see eye to eye on just about anything.
❛ the north is HARD and COLD, and has no mercy. ❜
NOTICE.
while this blog loves to ship and explore dynamics of ongoing relationships, i am also interested in exploring past relationships ; relationships that have failed ; on-and-off again relationships ; relationships that are destined to end in a nasty breakup ; relationships that end in a mutual break up ; relationships that are strained because of cheating ; ect, ect. on top of not every relationship being perfect or healthy, not every relationship lasts ! not every relationship has a happy ending! some relationships are stepping stones. and some are ‘perfect’ over all, but not perfect right now for the people who are involved. and that’s ok! and i am completely open, and eager, to explore those types of dynamics that challenge my character, that add another layer to my character ( and yours ) in different ways !
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