It’s that time of year where a young Sidhe aches for the sunmoning circle
all young sidhe know is summoning circles, seduce mortals, consume substances, and tell half-truths
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It’s that time of year where a young Sidhe aches for the sunmoning circle
all young sidhe know is summoning circles, seduce mortals, consume substances, and tell half-truths
@walkerbehindyou said: Space travel brings about a new age of melee combat
This is why John Gaius brought back swords. The space coast guard book I read also equipped people with boarding sabers. We need to make this catch on in space operas.
@unit-1312 said: there was a scene like that in this book i was reading about uplifted spiders where they were on about how stupid that concept was.
Color me intrigued both about the critique of guns in space and the phrase "uplifted spiders"
Sending dia and you good vibes
thank you! i’m sure he’ll be fine just worried!
The chosen one!
I’m here!
thats bad news for y’all
N8: “Jon, I need to test this antiseduction magic charm for fae and Sidhe, you wanna help?”
“Always but if this ends up being permanent I may have to kill you.”
Poof. Dulled your pleasure nerves and tastebuds to 1/10th.
“.....walker why?”
You would not believe your eyes/ when ten million fireflies/ lit up my feed 'ere I fell asleep.
This is what 1000 of them looks like.
Impossibly thin fingers with long, thin talons stroke your hair, cooing softly. You know they want you to sing. When you do, they sit placated and listen. When you breathe, you can feel their chittering laugh in your bones as their claws creep into your ear. You can never hold enough air, and will drown in song before the silence hits. After, you will only ever know the skittering of their limbs and the dry rattle of their laughter.
Lucy woke up screaming. She lashed out, scrambling up the bed, electricity crackling up her arm as glass all in her home and in the surrounding block shattered. It took Bard, whining and licking her face and huffing in her face with his terrible breath, that woke her. She wrapped her arms around him and cried in fear. She stayed that way until dawn. The morning news reported a freak sonic boom that broke the windows in a three block area around her home.