#mid evil

[cubepusher3000]

Miasma theory is true but only for cis men

[shugar0cone]

Sneak peak for my Wattpad book a Varian x reader one!

Not prof read nor ran through gramerly yet.

Everyone know the story of Shan tri and lord demanitis but there was a 3rd deciple, the creator of the sun drop and moonstone. Her name was mistress aya. She was a god, the one who guided travlers along there journeys with her stars, she created beautiful constellations that made legends. she belived all humanity should be shared her gift so she made the sun drop and moon opel. The mortals was great full for her gift of the moon and sun, but when humans fought for this power she saw the corruption it brought. She fled back to the stars not living among her mortal subjects. She became ween and could not handle both moon and sun no longer so she chose 2 of her loyal followers to watch the two worlds. Zhan Tiri was gifted the moon while her other follower demanitis was given the sun.

Zhan became ill with power asking for demanits to hand over the sundrop. Demananitis and aya created a plan to send zhan and her evil ideas to limbo, but this came a sacrifice.

<insert awsome flashback bc I have no idea how to write this.>

Alta looked at demanaitis smileing. Dem was scared for her he knew she was a god but there is somthing that scared him, somthing that felt wrong.

She stood in armor with a battle axe waiting for zhan. “Lord?” She looked at him, she always refers to him as his title and not his name. “Yes lady aya.” She held his face. “It’s okay I’ll make sure she’ll never escape from there.” He put his forehead to hers. “I know, but I’ll miss you.” He held her hand in his. “I’ll miss you too.”

Zhan Tiri was banished as the goddess fallowed her to make sure she never escaped but as the sundrop was reborn so was zhantiri and the goddess.

(Sneak peak at my “shoot for the stars” Varian x reader. That will be on Wattpad once I get my laptop charged and first 5 chapters will be out before or by march 10!)

[batgovernor]

Translation from the Exeter Book: Maryann Corbett, 'Riddle 25'

A wonder, that’s me, · what the women wait for with hope, and a handy · help to their near ones. I won’t hurt a soul · but the one who slays me. I’ve a stem that sticks · up straight in the bed and shaggy hairiness · hidden below. The farmer’s girl– · she’s a forward thing, and good to look at– · gets me in a grip and reaches right · for my ruddy self, handles my head · and holds me close…

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[robertdanielwirth]

Rottenburg Germany Mid Evil Fair

[bmoj-dp]

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book 1 Fantaga

I got the first image from Google-

[insomniacirl]

Just saw someone spell medieval times 'mid evil times' and that was way more funny to me than it needed to be.

[ethan-shafer-stone]

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