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Done for ArtFight! Merani was kind enough to "attack" me last year so this year I made it a point to get "revenge!"

Eleanor (C) Merani

#team fossils #artfight2025 #eleanor johansson #darkwing duck oc #merani #oc art #my art #commissions open #anthro

ArtFight attack for Merani_Draws on Insta and ArtFight of their DWD OC Eleanor! I’ve really adored this character since I first seen her so it was an honor getting to draw her. DWD is one of my favorite childhood series! So it’s always great to find more OCs for it.

My favorite Georgian poem by Nikoloz Baratashvili (translated by Venera Urushadze)

"In his poems, Baratashvili sings of high moral ideals and seeks his own path - the path of the human being whose duty is to contribute to the welfare of his country. The poet's mighty struggle against the powers of darkness finds expression in his immortal poem "Merani", a symbol of progress and eternal movement onward."

#i would put georgian original version too but ppl don't know georgian outside georgia so🥲🥲🥲#poetry in translation is like taking a shower with a raincoat ect ect but i still wanted to share this #merani #georgian literature #georgian poetry #georgian prose #georgia #nikoloz baratashvili #mine

It runs; it flies; it bears me on; it heeds no trail nor spoor; A raven black behind me croaks with ominous eyes of doom; Speed thee on and onward fly with a gallop that knoweth no bound, Fling to the winds my stormy thoughts in raging darkness found. Go onward! onward! cleaving through roaring wind and rain Over many a mount and many a plain, short'ning my days of pain; Seek not shelter, my flying steed, from scorching skies or storm; Pity not thy rider sad, by self-immolation worn. I bid farewell to parents, kin, to friends and sweetheart dear Whose gentle voice did soothe my hopes to a hot and bitter tear. Where the night falls, there let it dawn, there let my country be; Only the heavenly stars above my open heart will see. The sighs that burn, that rend the heart to stormy waves I hurl; To thy inspired, wild maddened flight, love's waning passions whirl. Speed thee on, and onward fly, with a gallop that knoweth no bound, Fling to the winds my stormy thoughts, in raging darkness found. In foreign lands thou lay me low, not where my fathers sleep; Nor shed thou tears nor grieve, my love, nor over my body weep; Ravens grim will dig my grave and whirlwinds wind a shroud There, on desert plains where winds will howl in wailings loud. No lover's tears but dew divine will moist my bed of gloom; No dirge but vultures' shrieks will sound above my lowly tomb; Bear me far beyond the bounds of fate, my Merani, Fate whose slave I never was, and henceforth - never shall be! By fate repulsed, oh bury me in a dark and lonely grave: My bloody foe, I fear thee not - thy flashing sword I brave. Speed thee on and onward fly with a gallop that knoweth no bound, Fling to the winds my stormy thoughts in raging darkness found. The yearnings of my restless soul will no in vain have glowed, For, dashing on, my steel has paved a new untrodden road. He who follows in our wake, a smoother path will find; Daring all, his fateful steed shall leave dark fate behind It runs; it flies; it bears me on; it heeds no trail nor spoor; A raven black behind me croaks with ominous eyes of doom; Speed thee on, and onward fly, with a gallop that knoweth no bound, Fling to the winds my stormy thoughts, in raging darkness found.

#nikoloz baratashvili #merani #irakli toidze