To any meditative Magian rover, this serene Pacific, once beheld, must ever after be the sea of his adoption. It rolls the midmost waters of the world, the Indian ocean and Atlantic being but its arms. The same waves wash the moles of the new-built Californian towns, but yesterday planted by the recentest race of men, and lave the faded but still gorgeous skirts of Asiatic lands, older than Abraham; while all between float milky-ways of coral isles, and low-lying, endless, unknown Archipelagoes, and impenetrable Japans. Thus this mysterious, divine Pacific zones the world’s whole bulk about; makes all coasts one bay to it; seems the tide-beating heart of earth. Lifted by those eternal swells, you needs must own the seductive god, bowing your head to Pan.

There really is something about the Pacific ocean. The bit about the Indian and Atlantic oceans being its arms, making all coasts one bay, the tide-beating heart of earth. Something about it makes me tear up.

Today's chapter is a perfect example of creating rhythm in writing.

And meet it is, that over these sea-pastures, wide-rolling watery prairies and Potters’ Fields of all four continents, the waves should rise and fall, and ebb and flow unceasingly; for here, millions of mixed shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls, lie dreaming, dreaming, still; tossing like slumberers in their beds; the ever-rolling waves but made so by their restlessness.

This lovely run on sentence in particular, but really nearly the whole chapter creates a feeling of rising and falling, a boat riding over a sea that isn't quite calm or gentle, but certainly isn't rough. It's almost relaxing until we move into Ahab's perspective, and the quote from his dream disrupts like a sudden crashing wave:

"Stern all! the White Whale spouts thick blood!”

Hannah Streefkerk

crocheted & embroidered lichen installation

Listen - sometimes I’m a professional. 

Other times…. I‘m self indulgent.

I was feeling VERY self indulgent tonight.

Zerxus + Evandrin for @aq2003

i was vey nervous about this one, i dont really post anything romantic i draw but i am half asleep right now so my brain is too tired to feel embarrassment lets fkn goooo

Ira requested by @continuitymess

a while back i saw a picture @mllekurtz took in the gardens of Villa Taranto and really wanted to do a little study of it. then inserting everyone's favorite wizards into the potential picture was suggested, so naturally i no longer had any other choice but to go through with it. it truly looked like a dreamy garden somewhere in Exandria and the wizards fit in too well 🤌

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Dating a prof

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Shipping fictional characters isn’t representative of your moral values. It’s representative of your particular psychic damage and the themes and motifs that haunt you. Hope this helps.

still reeling at the reveal of the like. lateral consecution. that opal and ted went through. understanding yourself by splitting into pieces and getting to know them like strangers... so similiar to the dynasty's reincarnation consecution and yet so different. the luxon is so fascinating and the idea that possibly two entirely separate cultures both have lore and meaning and connection to the luxon through the beacons is definitely. something

What are the WORST birthdays to have? Bad news, folks - it's MOST of the year...

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sunsets after 7pm now !!!!!!!!!!! we made it guys !!!!!!!!!!!!

The Hermes cabin looks so cozy, if it weren't for the overcrowding i wouldn't mind staying there

(photo of Rick Riordan via Threads)

To be honest, i never understood why they didn't make it bigger

P.S. someone told me why they didn't reform. Zeus when i catch you, when i catch you

Because they made me alive 💛