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[skogarmann]

Reflection | Karina Pavlova

[skogarmann]

Over the summer Solstice I helped my brother move into his first home; it was a busy day at the end of a busier week that's only just been renewed.

Thankfully on the longest day I took the time to wander through the woods, with a blade at my hip - iron to ward away malevolence.

[skogarmann]

Quite the experience to be listening to black metal while working at the forge

[skogarmann]

We're acquiring a few sgians

[gentleauroch]

[trve-grimdark]

Rest in power Mr Blanche

[9ofarc]

[riverwindphotography]

Turbulence

(c) gif by riverwindphotography, May 2026

[riverwindphotography]

A Harlequin hen is joined by her mate to feed in the fast-moving waters: Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming

(c) gifs by riverwindphotography, May 2026

[therivers]

10/10 sitting spots

[therivers]

[riverwindphotography]

Primordial

(c) riverwindphotography, May 2026

[huariqueje]

Floral Motif - Kerstin Lundberg-Stenman , 1977.

Swedish , 1926-2007

Oil on panel , 46 x 55 cm.

[rosieandthemoon]

By Willem Clasz

[windsdaughter]

[therivers]

[knuckle-actual]

Id be a one trick pony with the one handed bonk, I’m slapping your strikes away with a shield and stepping in close to clobber you. I’ll even give up my shield to advance into your ranks, your armaments are useless at close quarters, and now I can use a hammer with both hands. Checkmate, pole cucks.

[skogarmann]

Pray you don't have to face me with the close-quarters bonk.. it's reputation speaks for itself by the sheer aura emanating from such a savage weapon

[knuckle-actual]

Pray you don’t face me when I’ve got a grip choked up on the haft and am just punching my way through the melee with the hammer head, that’s basically what I do for work but with an 8lb sledge

[skogarmann]

Pray you don't end up consecutively cross-checked into a wall or other obstruction, as the moment you loose your footing the first hammer blow falls and strikes you cold. As you rise to fight again only to have the butt end stoving-in your head as another hammer blow connects and then another and another. Pink mist sprays as an intoxicating arterial haze all the while this carnage takes place.

You're not the only capable tradie here, no mercy nor quarter.