#greenbootsoflegend

[nxtureiisms]

SELF-KNOWLEDGE QUESTIONAIRE FOR YOUR MUSE

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TENDERNESS

You are not afraid of the sufferings and sorrows of other people, even when they are acted out in unappealing ways. Beneath even defensiveness and self-righteous behavior, you know that deep down people need nurturing and consolation. One danger is being naive about people’s dark sides. But at your best you know you can be mean yourself, which helps you to sympathize. You bring strength and forgiveness where other people might panic.

REVERENCE

One part of you dreams of giving yourself up – perhaps just for a while – to a hero or mentor. In the right circumstances you can flourish by letting go of your ego. In your inner life, reverence plays out as a willing submission to your own conscience. In the outside world, you might get frustrated searching for something worth believing in – a country, a person, a company – but you will always be open to feeling respect, admiration and wonder.

RESILIENCE

You have a tendency, after a setback, to turn your emotions towards restriving. What attracts you is the idea of wiping out a humiliation by resumed action – overcoming weakness, repressing your fear. Because part of your motive is pride, you can sometimes be unwilling to admit weakness or to receive aid. But at heart, tour insistence on coming back and never folding has taught you a valuable pessimism: you know that important journeys are never easy.

[formidophobic-blog]

greenbootsoflegend has discovered fear

@greenbootsoflegend

“Don’t touch that!” Jonathan barked, glaring at the stranger. He had dropped his stuff on the ground and was just grateful that the vials didn’t break. “Trust me you will regret it if you even get grazed by this stuff.” There was a lot of different contents in the vials, from a gooey fluid to a powder, even something that looked like water… All the objects with colour were a sickly yellow, like some form of poison. Carefully he picked up the vials and slipped them into a case in his bag, cautious of his sharp and rather long fingernails.

The dark night of Gotham really didn’t help at all in his collection… He couldn’t let anybody obtain the fear toxin. At least not this version. The street lamps, which were dimming due to age, weren’t helping.

[prodigaldragons]

{@greenbootsoflegend} Night time is the loneliest time for a dragon like Rinaldo. He didn't expect to be spending tonight in a city he has no memory of arriving in. This place isn't familiar. It doesn't feel like earth. The paved roads, the buildings, none of it have an Earth-like vibe to it. He growls lightly as he chooses to stay in the shadows of an alleyway. He doesn't want to scare anyone. Big wings, teeth an caws; what's next? They'd call the police and all that'll do is make things worse. The stench of decay still clings to this wandering dragon. All he can think of…is food.