#palas

[welele]

El origen del actor secundario Bob.

[h0bg0blin-meat]

The best part about the Chola and Palas styles of sculptures is that everyone's got dat smol waist and wide hips, male or female ☠️

Sometimes the faces are so androgynous idek what their gender is until I look at the chest area

Also these styles are the ones I consider "Everyone's a twink" Styles.

[imnadi]

❤️

[yavruceyln]

[nikaxherr]

From Poseidon to Athene...

"Life is a great ocean in which you can play if you drop all your judgments, your preferences and the attachment to the details of your long-term plans."

Moment to Moment - Tarot Osho Zen

[thybogwitch]

A promise can feel quite magic, indeed

[freezinglemur]

Visiting The Archives

Five awoke to birds chirping. He blinked his eyes a few times and sat up, looking around. Return was no longer there, which knowing her, wasn’t all to surprising. Five stood up and walked to the entrance, shielding his eyes and gazing at the sky. Judging by the sun, it was about ten in the morning. Climbing down from the cavern entrance, the small square made his way back to Paradise’s main city.

Sol waved from the sky, greeting the small square who returned the gesture as he entered the city. The place was bustling with activity. Shapes and beats filled the streets, some running around from place to place while others walked their pets and chatted. Heading in the direction of the Combined archives and library, Five smiled, excited to see Ion again and pick up a few books.

Inside the building, books lined shelves accompanied by a few scrolls. The entire place was reminiscent of a Victorian style library, it was quite breathtaking to look at. A couple of shapes were studying at some of the tables while a few beats were scouring the shelves for books from all different genres. In the back behind an elaborately decorated desk, sat a triangle dressed in a black and yellow robe.

“Ion..!”

Five called out quietly to his archivist friend, who looked up from his book and smiled. Five walked over to Ion, who waved a silent greeting.

“Did y-you find those b-books I was looking for?”

Ion nodded and set his book down, motioning for Five to follow.

The two walked into the archive section of the building, which was separated by an old gate that divided the main library from the archives. Ion took out a key and opened the gate, walking inside with Five close behind. Ion went over to on of the tables and picked up a small stack of books, handing the books of history to Five, who took them with an excited smile.

“Th-thank you Ion! I can’t wait to r-read these..!”

Ion signed ‘Anytime’ and smiled back. The two exited the archives, with Ion locking the gated entrance behind them. Five waved farewell to his friend before leaving to go back home, probably to spend the night reading.

Ion began checking the shelves to make sure all books were accounted for, besides those that had been checked out. Once he’d finished, Ion began heading back to his desk. As he was walking over, he paused, a shimmer catching his eye. He walked over, picking up the golden scale. He was a bit puzzled, but continued walking to his desk and sat down. He began reading again, enjoying the quiet.

“Excuse me for interrupting you, but may I have a word, Archivist?”

Ion jumped a bit and looked up, startled. He was unaware that someone was still here, as very few came and visited this late. The figure gave a slight apologetic bow before speaking again.

“Oh dear, my apologies, I didn’t mean to startle you.” They chuckled a bit, “I was just looking for a book, could you help me, perhaps~?”

Ion looked at the figure, he was a snake with golden colored scales, along with a few accented red ones in various places. Ion took a moment to calm down before giving a small nod. He was unsure of this newcomer, but he didn’t want to judge.

“Do you have anything on herbs perhaps? I’m a bit of a brewer~”

Ion took a moment to think before standing up and giving a shy nod. He was a bit nervous, but gestured for the naga shape to follow. When the books the shape wanted had been found and checked out, the shape left, saying a final farewell before exiting.

“Farewell Archivist~”

Ion gave a small wave as a goodbye before returning to the desk and closing his book. He looked at the doors to the library before heading into his chamber. Something about that naga just didn’t sit right with him, but it was late and he was tired. Ion crawled into bed and before long, he was sound asleep.

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