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The Hermit 🩸🍷🌿

Around the edge: Verily I say unto you, the era of the sword and axe is nigh, the era of the wolf's blizzard. The Time of the White Chill and the White Light is nigh, the Time of Madness and the Time of Contempt: Tedd Deireádh, the Time of End. (Written in Polish using Witcher's glagolitic alphabet)

Within the card, from the top: The Hermit, IX (9), Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy (Written in Polish using Witcher's glagolitic alphabet)

mamaito

bookwyrminspiration

sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though

yunisverse

i am on my knees tears running down my face knuckles raw and bleeding and BEGGING people to learn the difference between sentient and sapient

yunisverse

All animals are already sentient. Sentience is base level consciousness and ability to perceive.

Sapient is human-level intelligence. Any cartoon animals or whatever that talk are sapient. Describing them as sentient may not be wrong but it doesn't MEAN anything because animals ALREADY ARE sentient you mean they are SAPIENT PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU

maastrichtiana

if you are a writer who overthinks diction splitting hairs whether sapience implies your big-dicked orc oc has internalized speciesism or is too etymologically tied to we Homo sapiens sapiens to apply to interdimensional grey blobs who do not experience linear time

Sophont is intelligence and metacognition equal or greater to humans. It’s been used by nerds since the 70s. Made it into the Oxford Dictionary in the 2000s.

Now you may go in peace, freed from the burden of wondering what would count as a microaggression in a utopian intergalactic society.

tiktoks-for-dead-pope

#felix type post

astronicht

this is for an audience of one person (me) but ok listen in Old English you often pronounce a g as a y sound. This fucks me up sometimes in German because I learned Old English before I moved to Austria, and sometimes I pronounce something like gefahren "yehfahren" like a fucking idiot from 10th century Mercia.

Smash cut to Formula 1 car racing. Zoom in on Max Verstappen, who speaks a particular dialect of Dutch. Watch him pronounce a G in Dutch. He doesn't. You know why? Baby, that's just a good 10th century Mercian G. I am being hunted down by linguists as we speak.

#searoar type post

astronicht

I pulled up the sketchy online Old English version of Beowulf and yeah it has 3,182 lines. If you took 5 seconds per line you’d need four and a half hours to recite it (or specifically to recite the one version that got both written down and preserved for a thousand years) (only a little charred). But I mean 5 seconds per line is for chumps who don’t want to unlock the Beowulf speedrun.

Also ok for SCIENCE I timed myself and quickly reciting the first 5 lines took 16 seconds, let’s call that fifteen because I mispronounced meodosetla. At that pace (if you could keep it up consistently and I mean never cough never take a drink) you’d be looking at 2.65 hours, or 2 hours and 39 minutes (or 159 minutes). This is actually 20 minutes shorter than the theatrical run-time of Peter Jackson’s Two Towers (179 minutes).

Now, the original post was about reciting Beowulf in an hour, so 2 hours and 39 minutes is not gonna cut it, and is so far over time that even doubling your pace can’t save you. You’re gonna lose this speedrun and Æthelflæd’s new scop poet is going to laugh at you. However, there’s a cheat to exploit here. In the period when Old English (language of Beowulf) was spoken, people often just said there were 12 hours in a day and 12 hours in a night, no longer how long or short daylight actually was. This made the concept of a daylight hour stretch in summer, when daylight lasts way longer than 12 hours. There’s a good article on this I’ll find it if anyone wants it. I don’t actually expect anyone to have read this far.

ANYWAY, the longest day in Jarrow (furthest north Old English speaking town I could think of) in 2024 (sorry this data is not calibrated for the 10th century) was of course midsummer: June 20th, at 17 modern hours 22 modern minutes and 1 modern second. This means each early medieval hour that day actually lasted 1 hour and 26 minutes. Still not nearly enough lads, but this is when it becomes a skill game. Because I wasn’t going ALL that fast. We need to squeeze 159 minutes of Beowulf (aka basically Two Towers) into 86 minutes. If you could half my pace-per-five-lines from 15 seconds to 7.5 seconds, you’d be able to do it, one day of the year, in Jarrow. Iceland is cheating. Good luck.

mirdania

“Medieval peasants couldn’t handle my Spotify playlist” but could YOU handle a medieval bard relaying the epic of Beowulf over the course of an hour? Humble yourself.

esoanem

(via @sinni-ok-sessi )

silverthroatednightingale

Ummmm NOT losing these tags, this is so fucking funny @astronicht

#searoar type post

c3rvida3

Hey, no homo, but I am sitting on the broken swing set out back in the perfect, quiet, 2:00am blackness and picturing the softness of your voice and the darkness of your eyes with such perfect and terrible clarity that it feels like I'm choking on my own heartbeat.

c3rvida3

Now I'm eating croutons straight out of the bag.

le-panda-chocovore

Still no homo ?

c3rvida3

I'm gonna level with you, friend: I am eating these croutons gay style.

#philip type post #balthazaar type post

onlytiktoks

shinyhappygoth

Time to FROLIC!

bobomcfoe-art

Videos i like so much i painted them

#philip type post #elysium

greelin

something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel “i had some of the worst years of my life here” and “i was loved here, once” simultaneously.

greelin

the structure rots and the plants reclaim. But i remember

#philip type post #astoth type post #god damn it getting feelings about this again

fluentisonus

i met one of my aunt's archaeologist friends/colleagues earlier today & he was telling me about legends that not too far from here there's the ghosts of a roman legion that people see walking up the cliff towards the edge of the sea and then off the edge of the cliff and onwards, because the coastline has receded so much since roman times that the 'land' they're used to walking on goes on far past the point it falls into the sea today. and like. OUGH. I don't even strictly believe in that type of ghost but I'm Obsessed with this image of them still interacting with landscape that has crumbled into the sea & completely disappeared over the thousands of years since they were alive. ghost landscapes Real

#philip type post #rome!philip