Jethro Tull - Beltane (2003 Remaster)
from my Walpurgisnacht music playlist
Have you ever stood in an April wood and called the new year in?
While the phantoms of three thousand years rise as the dead leaves spin?
There's a snap in the grass behind your feet and a tap upon your shoulder
And the thin wind crawls along your neck, it's just the old gods getting older...
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Dorothy Quick - Walpurgis Night. Art by Joseph R. Eberle.
(Weird Tales - January 1954)
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Norman Lindsay (1879-1969) - Walpurgis Night, 1940
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I made a troublemaker older brother for Nadine. (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)
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[id: continuous from previous, as marisa hangs her head, slouching wearily, and the textual sound effects coming up from the toilet bowl are “glug, glug, glug”, suggesting it has somehow gotten clogged. /end id]
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[id: medium shot of marisa in her sexy french maid uniform holding a toilet brush. in the lower right corner of the webcomic panel a text rendered sound effect reads: “flush”, indicating that after she finished cleaning the offscreen toilet bowl, she flushed it. /end id]
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[id: new scene, indoors, night. wide shot from inside the upstairs bathroom, through the open door of which can be seen the fully stocked bar and stereo in the drawing room. marisa, shown from behind, is bending over the mentionable porcelain toilet in her sexy french maid uniform as she cleans the bowl with a toilet brush. over the open toilet lid some text in comic sans provides the sound effects: swish, swish. /end id]
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[id: close-up of carmilla from lil’s POV as she smiles across the table at her and says, “it’s my pleasure!” /end id]
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[id: close-up of lil from carmilla’s POV as she looks up at her from her plate and says, “Uh… by the way, Carmilla… I’ve been meaning to thank you for all the work you’ve been having your, er… sub… do around the house and gardens.” /end id]
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Lola remained even-tempered, but Tank found himself tripping over his words. “It’s just…wrong. We shouldn’t have to live with aliens. Humans have been terrorized by the aliens for decades.”
“Chloe and I didn’t terrorize anyone.”
“That doesn’t…It doesn’t matter.”
“It does matter. We didn’t do anything to deserve this.”
“But—”
“I am just as human as I am alien.”
Cutting the conversation short, Chloe tugged on Lola’s sleeve and pulled her away from him. “Just give it up, Lo. He’ll never get it.”
Tank lingered for a moment, watching the sisters return to their huddle on the floor, and then he marched back to the security room.
He felt uneasy. And he didn’t understand why.
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To the simmer reading this...
...I’m so grateful for you are here, creating this community with us all. Thank you for that.
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