#vasile

[bonesawss]

happy slightly late easter yaayy woww yay

thought i'd hop on the bunny trend.........

[psychicbeetle]

It had been so that for the longest time, my character Vasile was inspired by characters like the Grimm of Hollowknight, Aku of Samurai Jack and Cardinal Copia of Ghost among more, but with Perpetua in the picture, who is more on the monstrous side now, it fits even better. That might be one reason for my obsession with Papa Perpetua and it´s fun mixing him in some more.

[wondrous-art]

Finally updated the design of my gay little vampire boy, Vasile.

[fratboystrider]

New chara for a ttrpg. Vasile. hes a vampire phantom rogue

[digitalresorts]

i keep forgetting i have other accounts lol

uh this is my second year participating and i’m in TEAM SEAFOAM!! 🐠🪸🏝️m

Art Fight

An art trading game

[miniyo]

Vasile, en Utopía Balcánica [web] https://utopiabalcanica.net/ [facebook] https://www.facebook.com/utopiabalcanica.net/ [twitter] @utopicbalcanic [instagram] https://www.instagram.com/utopicbalcanic/

¿la original? aquí  ¿en inglés? aquí

[musicainextenso]

Let's continue our Choral Music Week, here at Musica in Extenso. Today we will listen romanian choral music composed by Vasile Popovici (1900-1973). 

I remember that I made a Romanian Music Week a few years ago, maybe I will make a second part if you want to know more about romanian composers and music. For today "Sara pe deal" (Evening on the hill) on the poem of Mihai Eminescu. 

This work has a very nostalgic atmosphere... and will made you cry. I really like this work! 

Please enjoy! - Editor-in-Chief

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LYRICS (Mihai Eminescu-Evening on the hill)

Evening on the hill: the long sad alphorns sound, Flocks climb towards stars that glisten on the ground, Springs weep crystal tears, and then I see You, by the willow, my love, waiting there for me. Saintly and pure, the full moon glides While your large eyes gaze at the last of the leaves, Dewy stars are born on the clear firmament, In your breast so much longing, in your mind, content. Clouds flow by, carving light as it streams, Houses raise to the moon their old roofbeams, The balance of the shaduf creaks in the wind, Smoke drifts from the valley, pipes murmur in the fold. And tired men with scythes, carried high on the shoulder Return from the field, the call to prayer gets louder, The bell from the old church fills the evening haze, My soul suddenly flares with love - a white-hot blaze. Now it won't be long before dumbness strikes the valley, Now it won't be long and then I'll have you near me, We'll stay the whole night beneath the willow tree, And hour by hour I'll whisper how much you mean to me! And then you'll rest your head close against mine And smiling, we'll sleep beneath the vaulted frame Of the ancient willow -  a golden night of splendour! Who wouldn't give up his life for such treasure?

[grandpa-dragon]

@dancefiredance​

...I must introduce you to Otilia and Vasile within the near future. If you have any questions about the life one can have, in a similar shape as theirs? If that truly interests you? A ‘salamancer’, as you put it.

Oh... The thought!