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My original Agamemnon and Menelaus designs in, “Melody of War,” outfits before they are sent off to war.
I still play that song on repeat.
The background is inspired by Mycenaean architecture, and the palace of Agamemnon.
I have no idea if this is accurate, so I apologize if I got anything wrong.
This is really just a reason for me to practice background art.
I want to draw more accurate Ancient Greek settings when the time comes.
References
just finished Arkady Martine's A Memory Called Empire yesterday and OH BOY
what an engaging and profound book. If you love world building and political intrigue you have to check it out, but i think one of the best things about the book is that the world building MATTERS SO MUCH. the whole book is a discussion on culture, language, identity, and of course--empire and otherness and how that all interacts with each other. it's a book filled with such intention and grace and i'm screaming about it because really the bulk of the plot is reading emails and responding to emails and setting meetings and attending meetings and it's good
I heard this excerpt on a podcast and it's what pushed me to put this book at the top of my TBR so I give it to you:
"She knew the Teixcalaanli word for 'explosion,' a centerpiece of military poetry, usually adorned with adjectives like 'shattering' or 'fire-flowered,' but now she learned, by extrapolation from the shouting, the one for 'bomb.' It was a short word. You could scream it very loudly. She figured it out because it was the word people were screaming when they weren't screaming 'help.'"
i can see why this book won the hugo and i'm very excited to dive into the sequel, A Desolation Called Peace. I opened it up last night and saw the dedication--a beautiful verse--and then immediately went RUH ROH RAGGY
THE GUY THAT STOPPED A NUCLEAR WAR FROM BREAKING OUT?!!?!?!
Arkady Martine said "strap in, chucklefucks--let's ride."
i'm not in the habit of ranking books on the 1-5 star scale, but i've read a lot of books i've absolutely loved and thought were brilliant this year and thus would give five stars to them (the murderbot diaries, the scholomance series, and the locked tomb series are my standouts this year as a i catch up on recent sff) and a memory called empire is one of them now
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Have you read A Thousand Lives (Supernatural)?
Yes, I am/was in the fandom
Yes, but I’m not in the fandom
No, but I’m in the fandom
No, I’m not in the fandom
Summary: Dean's always loved books. (OR: You know how Dean Winchester is an autodidact who built an EMF machine out of a Walkman, got his GED just because, knows the difference and nuances in Vonnegut's works, is good at strategy and LARPs, easily references Tolstoy and ancient Greek fables, has a favorite Zeppelin song that's about a book, and has a huge pop culture knowledge base because he soaks up everything like a sponge? Me too. And you know how Supernatural usually wants us to pretend that's not true? Yeah ... how about fuck that? A #DeanStudies fic that proposes Dean has an interior life, a brain in his head, and the urge to do better. Oh and, of course, it fixes the finale!)
Author: fairy_tale_echo
Note from submitter: Dean reads agenda!!!
I should be flying over the mountains right now. I should be exploring the forest. I should be singing to the wind in the evening. I should be howling under the moon. I should be trotting along the beach. I should be swimming through a kelp forest. I should be pawing around the suburbs at twilight. I should be lurking about the city at night. I should be running freely through a field. I should be—I should be—I should be—I should be—
Un vídeo sobre Paris hecho con inteligencia artificial. La música de fondo se titula "Idea 10" y es de Gibran Alcocer. El texto es de la poetisa Lang Leav, se titula "A Thousand Lives"
A Thousand Lives, Chapter Ten: Exciting Landing
"Ezra Bridger. So glad you got my message."
Kanan saw the look of horror cross the young boy's face as he revealed himself. The partition between the small cockpit and the rest of the control room had been added at the request of the Emperor who wanted fully inventoried goods to be delivered to a location only known to a few. Kanan had thought it unnecessary, but as he stood in the doorway admiring the effect he was having on his quarry, he could admit it was heightening his enjoyment of this moment.
"It seems whoever's been training you neglected to teach you that you can't always trust what you see in visions," he continued. "I did try to warn you that the Force would betray you – just as it betrayed the now-dead boy whose lightsaber you hold in your hands."
Bridger seemed to recover from his shock and his expression shifted; his brows pulled down into a scowl and he repositioned himself and the lit lightsaber he held into a ready stance. It was a brave gesture but one that would ultimately prove fruitless; Kanan wasn't going to let that piece of his past get in his way this time.
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Read the new chapter (and see the ART!!) or read from the beginning ->
New art drop for A Thousand Lives by @pretchatta.
It has been such a pleasure to cheer on my best friend as she’s written this fic, to savor every line, to see how it grew into this huge and beautiful unique story that I know I’ll be reading over and over for ages to come. What I couldn’t draw in pictures, Pretchatta has written in words and it’s an amazing work of art! Please go read it and leave her love now!
