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Catholic with ghostly tendancies. A member Tolkien's "deplorable cultus". Sentient mug of tea and many butterflies in a trenchcoat. St. Therese, St. Faustina, St. Agnes, and St. Joan of Arc are my squadHeader Image by me.
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Koji Takashima ~ Magic of Water (*), Japan, 1951. | Galerie Lumière des Roses
Toji (or Koji) Takashima was born in Kobe, Japan. She was an amateur photographer who worked as a clerk of the Kawasaki Locomotive Company.
This photograph won fifth place in the B&W division of the 1951 International Photography Contest of Popular Photography, an American magazine.
(*) According to Getty Images, this is Toji Takashima in her yard and the image’s title is “Magic of Water”.
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Vasilisa Mikulishna by Sergey Solomko.
Vasilisa Mikulishna is a woman warrior - a polyanitsa, in russian. The eldest daughter of bogatyr Mikula Selyaninovich, also ahe is the wife of boyar Stavr Godinovich of Chernigov.
She is the main character of two russian tales ‘About beautiful Vasilisa Mikulishna’ and ‘Stavr Godinovich’ in which she saves her arrogant husband from prison of Prince Vladimir The Red Sun by simply using her wit.
Vasilisa is wise and intelligent, and she prefers to use her mind to solve problems.
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By the way, Jezebel's sin was not being a seductress (that wasn't mentioned in the bible story) giving lip or rebelling against male authority (not the point at the very least) or the fact that she ran the kingdom while her snotty nose baby husband Ahab was pouting. but the fact that she killed the prophets of God and also plotted murder to please her loser husband's whims.
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decided to make silly cat versions for the whole avatar team
( psssst, there are more cats under the catla tag on my page)
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@queenlucythevaliant
Peter writes home from the battlefield every chance he can.
Lucy's letters are full of barely rhyming, rambling poetry, talk of stars and trees and any plants or animals he's seen. He puts in all the words that will never describe any of this, but still there is a great sky above him, and a big heart in his chest, and he hopes she will understand. She could if anyone can.
To Edmund he sends the muddy, bloody, wobbly-writing letters, the ones with rambling memories of Narnian battles and strategy, though he takes care to phrase it as 'playing in the woods', not wanting the censors to get leery. There are also many theological musings, and usually the continuation of whatever Bible verse Ed has sent in his letter. I wish you were here, and yet I am glad you are not, is a sentiment oft repeated.
Susan and Mother usually get the same letter, little stories of kindness shown or soft things appreciated. He asks them for more socks for Jackie, an extra bar of chocolate for Hamish, tells them how he's gotten his whole unit to memorize the Jabberwocky poem, and they make each other smile with it.
Dad is usually named with Susan and Mother, but sometimes he gets an extra scribble, usually a single scripture reference, or the name of a local boy now dead, and a few things Peter asks him to go tell the family.
Eustace gets the occasional missive folded in with the rest, usually sketches of aeroplanes, with which Eustace is fascinated, though they aren't very good sketches. If there's a sketch for Eustace, there is usually also a sketch for Jill, something Narnian, a sword or a forest or a castle.
Professor Kirke only gets occasional letters, usually short and to the point, but written in particularly formal language, as of a king writing to a dear advisor.
They all write to Peter.
Professor Kirke sends exerpts of whatever philosophy or theology or history books he just happens to be reading at the time he remembers to write. Sometimes it seems very random to Peter, but he loves it.
Eustace's letters are infrequent, but bursts of colourful description of his school life that make Peter laugh.
Dad usually just scribbles scripture references at the bottom of Mother's letters. Susan signs those too. Mother's letters are full of ordinary home life, rich with the warmth of hearthlight and fresh baking and good books and comfortable chairs and a much loved old quilt. She says what everyone is doing much more clearly, tells how the garden is coming in.
Mother and Susan are also very good at writing to the boys who don't have anyone to write to them. (Peter has a picture of his family, and everyone in Peter's unit thinks Susan is the prettiest girl in Europe, that she should be a queen, but they all watch what they say around Peter, they know how he feels about his sister's honour. But it really does bring up morale.)
Edmund doesn't usually say a lot, but he's regular, always engaging with whatever musings Peter put in his previous letter, making some of his own references to Narnia, usually to things Oreius taught them, and always concluding with a Bible verse. Half the time Ed absently addresses the missive To High King Peter, my brother... He never actually says I'll find you when I join up, I promise, it's just sort of there, between the lines.
Lucy's letters are like blue sky and fresh air and a fierce hug. Sometimes Peter can almost smell Narnia on the paper. They're not long, but she says I love you all the time, and talks of the weather and the flowers, and the girls at school who are struggling, and how she's trying to help them, and there's always a bit of poetry or a hymn that she's written, but it's actually good, compared to Peter's stuff. Courage, dearest brother, she always says. Remember the Lion, she always finishes.
Peter gets so many letters he has to start sending them back to his family for safe keeping.
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Garnier Opera House, Paris - The Grand Staircase, 1877 by Louis Béroud (French, 1852–1930)
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a part of my substack you can read here
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hate my shitty medieval lord. last st crispins day instead of a feast he had a potluck. my fucking men at arms and i had to bring a tupperware full of roast boar to his castle. god i hate him.
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Okay, addendum to my "I don't block" post: I absolutely will block (and report) you if you follow my blog and I check to make sure you're not a bot and I get slapped in the face with degrading photos of naked or nearly naked women. Unapologetic porn use is an unequivocal no.
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By the way, Jezebel's sin was not being a seductress (that wasn't mentioned in the bible story) giving lip or rebelling against male authority (not the point at the very least) or the fact that she ran the kingdom while her snotty nose baby husband Ahab was pouting. but the fact that she killed the prophets of God and also plotted murder to please her loser husband's whims.
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