#askpolly

[official-tracen-security]

*Eldritch places a large book on your desk*

Labyrinth Artifacts. Information.

@the-acursed-uma

Ah, thank you Eldritch.. geez thats a lot though.. how the heck did all that get down there even?

And what of the seals? do you know? I understand the Labyrinth is sealed by the Goddesses magic, which is no small force, but i would know what we understand so we can be vigilant for any degradation.

*she looks Eldritch up and down*

..hmm.. before you leave..

You're an odd one aren't you Eldritch Curse.. a liberated soul, yet you carry the marks of more chains than just your pact.. you keep one of the ancient monstrosities as a pet, successfully, yet you have not allowed this feat to inflate your ego..

Positively timid, and yet bold enough to enter into a dark pact with a deadly sin and dabble in forbidden arts. You are an interesting set of contradictions.

And now you have appointed yourself custodian of the Labyrinth of evil and darkness that lurks beneath our feet. One doesn't usually see the timid or the damned rise up, take root and stand against the darkness, so why?

What do you seek to atone for that drives you to shoulder this burden i wonder..

Your reasons are your own, I would not pry such depths of your soul on our first meeting. But it is important that such questions be asked all the same.

Lastly, as thanks for listening, a gift for you.

*polly goes to her wall of armaments and releases from it a city watch standard Halberd. 7ft long with an axe head and spike atop it it is the classical picture of what a Halberd should be*

I name it "Satisfaction" and in passing it to you I dub you Warden of the Maze. May no evil slip past your Vigil, Eldritch Curse.

Thank you again for the dossier. It shall be most helpful.

[thatbendintheriver]

“...I’m going to gently nudge you to notice the beauty in vulnerability, in adoration, in ugliness, in awkwardness. You’re not a true lover of beauty and truth until you can see what’s sexy and dirty and perfect about normal, everyday, available human beings with needs. You’re not a real artist until you can create something special for someone real, standing right in front of you, wanting to connect with you, to notice.”

Ask Polly’s response to “I Fell Out of Love and Broke My Own Heart!”

[cloudsofunclarity]

I’m figuratively in a glass room, watching and being jealous of everyone living their lives, watching them grow and develop while I waste time, and feeling that I’ll be trapped as a longing voyeur forever, too paralyzed by fear (or something) to figure out how to just walk out of the wide open doorway. I’m keeping myself prisoner, because it doesn’t feel natural to believe in myself and go forth with enthusiasm and trust that I will figure it out.

https://www.theawl.com/2014/06/ask-polly-i-have-absolutely-no-idea-what-i-need-to-be-happy/

I have never seen this feeling described so well, and I thank this letter writer for making it clear and asking Polly for help.

Heather Havrilesky is awesome, and her advice always moves me.

[dearartdirector]

‘I Can’t Stop Comparing Myself to More Successful Writers!’

You need to stop seeing the world through the lens of your fears.

Look, we’re not in the habit of reposting other people’s material here on DearAD, but there’s SO many questions in the queue about Jealousy, Comparing Ourselves to Others, Felling Like We’re Behind, etc. that this post answers so well that you should all go read it. Enjoy!

[xtinamoser]

Sadness doesn't define you, even if it feels that way right now.

i literally haven’t posted in years, but i related to this very much so. 

[official-tracen-security]

How has your time been so far? I've seen the... situations that have happened, and I'm sorry to say that they are... shockingly normal. - @tazunatwo

Well for a first day, I must admit its been stressful. One can but hope that not every day is this packed.

But.. Flowers has the right of it you know. My being here made a difference today. I can't know the infinite twists of fate but, in this path, because I made the choice to be here, Ticket is alive and unharmed, and if I wasn't then she may not be.

That makes it worth it.

*polly nods* Yes. It is worth it.

Thus, I shall Stand. To the defense of the students.

The more arduous the path, the more fulfilling the journey.

That being said, the sooner I can get the CCTV stream routed to my desk the better. It feels.. so abnormal to be refreshing Umablr constantly for signs of situations happening where my aid is needed. *she chuckles at the absurdity*

[official-tracen-security]

I know what you are buddy.

Do you though? Do you really? Do you understand what it truly means to Know Someone? To study them, to know the ins and outs of their soul? How can you possibly know anyone from behind those sunglasses? How can you possibly Know Someone when you Dont Even Know Yourself.

This is the truth behind why I went Official. To know and understand the Umas, to know the trainees and perfectly understand who they were so that I could choose the perfect Polearms for them I eventually had to look Inward, to the face behind the sunglasses that reflects back at you when you raise them to your eyes. And so I did and I realised that I am Polly. And in making that realisation I became complete and the universe aligned so that I could see the whirl of the Stars and Know and Understand that I am Me and Me is Polly, and I knew myself and I Knew that I knew myself. Until you take off the mask of anon and experience that Glorious Apotheosis, you can never be truly sure of anything because you lack that baseline knowledge of Who You Are.

But also youre totes right ✅️ Happy Pride everyone! Girls should Kiss Girls and Trans Rights are Human Rights.

[official-tracen-security]

https://www.tumblr.com/tracen-post-office/818963823922970624/letter-for-polearm-anon-from-okay-umm-well?source=share

A Yari Spear... I-I'm not too brushed up on the ar of Sōjutsu, but I believe the goddesses have something for you! H-Hopefully...

Alright, here goes...!

*Yari... a weapon used quite often throughout the history of asia, its height of popularity being its use by Ashigaru some 500 years or so ago. More accurately, a category of spear. Though, the goddesses' touch is not expertise in the history or specific skills that the spear holds, they are well aware of your existing expertise.

Rather, the mythology behind polearms as a whole is where the enchantments of the goddesses get involved. The Ame-no-nuhoko, a polearm dipped into the primordial waters to create the Japaneese Archipelago, so goes the myth.

Thus... the ability imbued into this Yari Spear, not quite something as intense as creation, but simple water. Calmness, Tranquility, yet Raging Power to fall even mountains given enough patience.

Wing seems just as surprised as you when she gently touches the weapon, and a calm blue serenity fills it. The weapon does not look, nor feel, any different, but a single drop of water lays at the bladed edge, inexplicably refusing to drip down onto the floor.

Water, especially in this form, is a very defensive tool. Capable of holding people back, creating shields of sorts that eventually stop bullets, even something as benign as a humble glass of water to soothe those who are in need of it. It is not fast, certainly not fast enough to cause significant injury, but should you need it, water of the goddesses themselves will flow from your weapon.*

Ummm... t-the goddesses said to enjoy! - 🪽

Well.. I wondered what you meant when you said you'd give me an Imbuement.. h-how does it.. work? Do we even know? Geez but anon power is odd sometimes.. those shades can do crazy things. Regardless, thank you Wing. I shall have to return this favour someday.

*on instinct, Polly takes a paper cup and holds it under the drop of water hanging from the end of her Yari. Sure enough she is rewarded with a trickle of fresh mountain spring water, ice cold*

Well.. at least I dont need to get the Director to install a water cooler here now, if nothing else. Memo to self, be sure to toss a coin in the 3 goddesses fountain next time I walk through the plaza.