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First Ashtown Burials fanart post yayyyyy!!! >:)

I love the immortals so much they’re so fascinating and the idea that there’s so many we could have so many different characters from different stories be later involved into this series excites me so much

From left to right: Nolan (aka Nikales), Captain John Smith, Arachne, Gilgamesh of Uruk

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BEHOLD, MY FIRST *REAL* CONTRIBUTION TO THIS PLATFORM >:)

I’ve been reading Ashtown Burials by N.D. Wilson recently mostly because a friend suggested it to me and I FELL IN LOVE. All the characters are so rich, the world is so curious. And of course the added tidbit of historical fiction is wonderful and really helps make this feel like a more mature “The Magic Tree House”-esque series.

I highly suggest reading the books, there’s three out right now and from what I understand the fourth is about to be finished and hopefully released so GO ON AND GET READING

There may be spoilers that I post so beware. For now, I’m just puttering around trying to grow this fandom and hopefully encourage the people within the fandom to rise from the dead-

Expect fanart, fics, wiki updates and rants… for now, welcome Polygoners!

[stillchugging-captisjuice]

You are on your porch. Look at the blue sky. God, am I going to get this sale today? The commission would pay for a boat. Look at this squirrel, He says. Do you understand it? Do you know what it means? What does it tell you about me? Watch its tail snap. You're the only one watching. You and I are alone in the audience, sharing this scene. What does it remind you of? I need this sale. There's an ant on your shoe. It's a good ant. Last spring it turned the tide in the great Sidewalk Crack War of D Street. One of its grandfathers traveled half a mile with Lewis and Clark. Did you know that today it dies? That you are its death? I wish I had a new car. Hyundais are lame. In the time of Noah, there was a small creature, tinier than could be seen. After a long journey and many struggles, today its descendant will be at your office. Even now, it is barely clinging to life on a microwave button, desperate to reproduce before the end. The drama is incredible, actually. The narrative is intricate. You wouldn't believe all the twists and reversals it took to get it there. Why do I have to work with Roger on this one? Roger's two tons of no fun. The creature will live. Tomorrow you will have pink eye.

Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl by N. D. Wilson Chapter 3: Breathing Characters

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The moon was up, painting the world silver, making things look just a little more alive. #NDWilson #wumymoon ThisIsWhyILoveYou #luna #skyshot #ig_brilliant #moonporn #skypoetry #night_photography #skyporn #skynight #starporn #ig_moon #special_spot_ #igs_can #moongrams #Photooftheday #ig_addicts_fresh #fatalframes #moon_shots #moonphotography #sureshot #astronomie #outdoorphotography #eye_for_earth #moon_of_the_day #moon_awards #moon_wizards #way2ill #agameoftones #instagoodmyphoto

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Just finished reading this one with the boys. What a great book! Friendship, family, sacrifice, mud, sugarcane, monsters and more!

[pip-paints]

“There is nothing new under the sun. There we all are. Dust. Floating on grace. Beautiful only in its light”

ND Wilson Death By Living 

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We made ourselves filthy and corrupt, and God “cursed” us with death like a mother cursing her mud-caked children with a scalding shower. His curse swallows up our own. Time marches us to Death, and together they strip our hands. But there is a Man there, beside the grave, collecting all our grime, stripping more than hands—stripping hearts (and minds and souls). He assembles a burden like no other. He ran His own race. And though He is the Son of God, He moved through time. For three decades He ran toward death. And when He reached it, He could say what all mortals needed said. It is finished.

Death by Living (N.D. Wilson)