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phantom-of-the-memes · 7 months

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Since I’ve been making posts about American/ British entitlement towards Ireland, I thought I’d talk about this video here.

I am a student at this college. It’s a big tourist attraction for many reasons, but the main one being that the book of Kells is kept here. I am also from Kells itself, but Dublin having the book and not Kells is a whole other issue.

So this protest that’s been happening over the the past few weeks is in response to the college once again raising rents for student accommodation to astronomical rates. That being when rent in Dublin (and Ireland as a whole) is already unliveable. You’d find cheaper rent off student accommodation, but it’s hardly easy to find places like this. As well as this, the majority of the student accommodation isn’t even on campus to begin with. Most are about a 45 minute luas journey away. So what the fuck are you paying for?

This protest is necessary. It’s been a long time coming. Time and time again they prioritise tourists over us. Buildings are old and falling apart, equipment isn’t functional, accessibility is god awful. I know this because I am disabled and use a rollator, but I can’t even use it on campus most days because there’s simply no ramps/ elevators in some buildings.

In one of my lectures last week we were in one of the old buildings. We had a lot of content to cover, but of course the projector wasn’t working. The professor spent fourty minutes trying to get the computer/ projector to work, but to no avail. So we have a whole lecture to catch up on! All of this while I was looking out the window at this atrocity:

A new building for tourists! Yay!

They’ve been building new school buildings for years, but of course instead of finishing them, they’ll spend their time and money on the tourists. I’m not even having an exam in one of my modules because they told the professor that there simply isn’t enough room to host our class for the exam. And it would be “too expensive” to book a venue… it’s only a class of about thirty. He had written a whole exam and we were under the impression we’d have one, but now it’s just continuous assessment I guess!

So you have to understand why we’re not exactly jumping for joy for the tourists. There are hundreds on campus everyday, just generally being annoying and entitled. And yes DISCLAIMER; not all tourists, not all Americans/ British people, blah, blah. But from my experience, you do encounter some obnoxious people everyday.

So that’s why they blocked entrance to the book of Kells. That’s why it’s disgusting for the tourists to be arguing with them and demanding entrance. For once we just want our college to prioritise us! So yeah we will revoke your entitlement, because we are the ones who study here, we are the ones who have to LIVE here.

#ireland #irish #tcd #trinity college #trinity college Dublin #Dublin #the book of Kells #book of Kells #protest #cost of living crisis #rent crisis #freeze the rent #leftist #tourism

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 1 month

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The red-bearded, green-eyed Christ surrounded by four angels. from the Book of Kells The Book of Kells (Latin: Codex Cennanensis; English: Book of Kells; Irish: Leabhar Cheanannais), also known as the Great Evangelical of Saint Colomba, is an illustrated manuscript of ornamental motifs made by Celtic cultural monks around the year 800. Considered a masterpiece of Irish Christianity and Irish-Saxon art, it, despite being incomplete, constitutes one of the most lavish enlightened manuscripts that have survived the Middle Ages. Due to its great beauty and excellent finishing technique, the manuscript is considered by many specialists to be one of the most remarkable vestiges of medieval religious art. Written in Latin, the Book of Kells contains the four Gospels of the New Testament as well as introductory and explanatory notes, all accompanied by many colorful illustrations and illuminations. The manuscript is on permanent exhibition today in the library of Trinity College in Dublin, Ireland, under the reference MS 58. The arrival of St. Patrick in the 5th century marked the end of paganism and opened the era of Christianity. Irish Christianity developed on a ground strongly marked by the religion of druid, holders and keepers of the prophetic vision, and sacrifices, ritual calendar and laws. St. Patrick, who evangelized the Irish in the fifth century, perfectly exploited the Celtic imagination to lay the foundations of the new religion, and in some thirty years the conversion of the island was complete.

[Robert Scott Horton]

That the Druids held in trust secrets of science and mystic lore we know. Persecution by the ignorant and the superstitious slew, and drove into hiding the wise and the understanding, and robbed the lands of the Kelts of music and poesy, of art and grace, save that which was interwoven in the soul of the people and made them what they were.

Annie Besant, introduction to The Druids and Theosophy, by Peter Forman, (1924)

#St. Patrick #St. Patrick's Day #Irish #The book of Kells #religious art #Annie Besant #Druids

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grogusmum · 11 months

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The lovely and talented Monica over @moodsworks opened her commissions, and I was fortunate enough to get a spot. I've been enjoying commissioning art for my my fics, and as it is May, I decided to have a art done for Hechizado, (which is sort of Massive Talent meets Bewitched) my birthday gift fic for Kelly as it is her birthday month and I could give her a copy.

Monica is wonderful to work with, not only so talented, quick, responsive, and enthusiastic. Thank you m'dear 💚

(LOOKIT HOW JAVI IS LOOKING AT KELLY 😭💚)

#moods is amazing #javi gutiérrez #javi gutiérrez x ofc #the book of kells

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soulofwords · 2 years

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The Book of Kells or Codex Cenannensis is an illuminated manuscript of the Gospel written in Latin. It is believed to have been created around 800 AD. The manuscript is named after the Abbey of Kells, which was its home for centuries.

#books #art #the book of kells #manuscript #history

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coffeetrain · 8 months

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I saw a illuminated manuscript from 9th century Ireland I started crying???

#The book of kells #illuminated manuscript

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violetcancerian · 2 years

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Finally doing something for a friend and basically drawing her medieval Irish literature babies, and I'm basing myself off the Book of Kells (especially with the folds of the fabric)

#hobbit talks #andy rambles #hobbit draws #andy does art #medieval irish literature #book of kells #my art #bres mac elathan #the book of kells

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verdantmeadows · 3 months

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Alt text is an accessibility tool for many people, primarily those who are blind or visually disabled. It is not appropriate to ever use it as a punchline for a joke to tell a joke. Doing so takes away its reliability and trustworthiness. There are people who are INCAPABLE OF SEEING AN IMAGE OR FULLY SEEING AN IMAGE OTHERWISE. Using alt text to tell jokes HURTS THESE PEOPLE.

This post has like 8,000 notes. I'm so disappointed in how many people think this okay, but even more sad that many people don't understand how this is harmful or what alt text is even for. Please don't propagate or encourage these jokes. You are misusing and actively harming an accessibility tool. If you didn't know that this is what it was for, now you do know! Please do your part and don't spread such things.

Personal edit: I'd like to clarify that if you didn't know this, I don't want you to feel attacked or anything like that. It's okay you didn't know, but now that you do, you can do your best moving on! I said I was sad because I'm a visually impaired person and it can be sad that people don't know these things. I would have phrased this post a bit more objectively if I had known people would see it! It was just meant to be a personal expression of my feelings. I made this post as a visually impaired person myself who uses a screenreader.

Informational edit: This is ableist/bad because it ruins the integrity of the tool and makes people misunderstand what alt text is for. If people do this, it makes people falsely learn what alt text is and use it for notes, captions, or jokes. Misusing alt text ruins the integrity of the tool because it makes it so one cannot consistently rely on alt text to be accurate. It is also ableist because alt text literally just tells someone what an image is/says, so if someone cannot see the image, they don't necessarily have a way of knowing that the alt text is inaccurate, or they might be able to tell that it's a joke/caption, but then still have no idea what the actual image is/says.

#book of kells #id in alt text

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grogusmum · 2 years

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Hechizado (part 3)

JAVI GUTIÉRREZ x AMERICAN WITCH OFC (It's Kelly ya'll, cuz birthday rights!)

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WC: 2400ish

WARNINGS: language, magic, supernatural witch, magical hijinx, unintentional love spell, mild swearing, head-over-heels Javi

SUMMARY: A little Bewitched hijinx, and much ado about nothing! Kelly is visiting Mallorca with her familiar. Her familiar runs off and Javi finds him. Sparks fly when her cat is returned to her, but she fears magic is the culprit!

N/A: For Kelly's birthday I gave her a coupon for a fic request and this is what she sent me-

Hazel my darling I have come up with the one-shot I would like to redeem with my birthday coupon (but I'm not trying to rush you, write at your pace 💙) "Javi G comes down to his olive trees, either to meet with the caretakers and check in or maybe he wants time away from the compound, and he saves a black cat that is stuck in one of the trees before bringing it back to his place and putting up lost cat posts online. But what he doesn't know is he saved a witch's (me) familiar so when she shows up to collect her wayward companion she gives him a luck amulet in return and unintentionally makes him fall for her."

As one can see the one-shot is a threefer, I suppose I could have waited and had it just be a 7k one-shot like a normal person, but I am an impatient little gremlin with my own fics, and I felt like Kelly had already waited so long... anyways, here is the final part of this little silly

Song mentioned is On The Street Where You Leave from My Fair Lady

Happy Birthday, beloved Kelly Girl!!! @chaoticgeminate

Part 1

Part 2

The antsy and emotional feeling Javi was struggling with was settling down, with The Date to prepare for, he could focus. He spoke with Carmen, with the orchard crew, and preparations were underway.

After dinner he started to get restless again, he wondered how inappropriate it would be to call on Kelly at her home and surprise her. She was new to Mallorca, he told himself, maybe her kitchen is bare, maybe she would welcome some company, maybe if he packed some leftover dinner…

He did just that and walked down the hill, singing again, a cloth tote bag slung over his shoulder.

The windows of the little house with blue shutters and overflowing flowerboxes glowed with warm light, within, Kelly had been reading and researching all evening. Other than a little cheese and crackers when she fed Nightshade, she had not stopped for dinner. The table was covered in open books and with bits of the St John's Wart and rosemary muddled in her mortar and pestle, as it would help in cleansing the amulet.

Melinda had called, after doing some reading of her own. Kelly poo-pooed the notion that there was no spell when Melinda suggested it.

"I've been reading more about Lapis Lazuli, " She insisted, "it deepens relationships sure but they have to be there… gives self-confidence, also communication and honesty! Can you even put a love spell on a stone whose inherent properties include honesty?? Maybe all it did was give this Javi a push to act. He might have balked at such strong feelings so quickly, maybe-"

"No. I can not engage in wishful thinking like that. I have the necklace out in some ocean water with st John's Wart and rosemary under the waning moon… which should cleanse it.

"That was lucky you had the-"

"Javi brought them! He wants to be freed! Even if he doesn't know it. I'll smash the stone if I have t-"

A knock at the door made Kelly yelp.

"Kells, breathe."

"My nerves are shot! I'll call you back Mel, I love you, I know you're just trying to help."

Kelly took that breath, then looked out the window and her heart was in her throat. Javi! She opened the door, blocking her mess with the door and her body.

"Javi? I thought we said tomorrow?"

"We did, but I could not wait," he held up the bag, "I brought dinner."

Kelly thought, maybe this is best. Why make him wait? She had learned very early the pain of love spells, which was not love at all, infatuation really. It made her sick to her stomach to think she had any part in such a thing. Free them both.

"Please?"

"Yes, of course, Javi. Come in."

Nightshade appeared, all purrs and cuddles. Kelly sighed. Javi looked around, the books and herbs, and then at Kelly.

“What is all this? Are you a chef?”

Kelly took a deep breath, this was not the plan, but it was the right thing...

"Come sit, I have to tell you something."

Javi sat on the sofa and he smiled when Kelly joined him. Nightshade hopped up and sat between them, looking at Kelly, waiting.

“Okay, um. This is just- I'm just going to say it."

"O-kay."

"I'm not a chef, I am a witch."

Javi looked bewildered and then a huge smile broke-

"You are pulling my leg."

“No, and this," she picked up Nightshade unceremoniously, "is my familiar. Something happened when you rescued him from that tree, and then found and put on my necklace. It wasn't intentional, but I think your feelings for me are just… they aren't real! I didn't mean to cause you harm, truly I didn't," Kelly blurted it all out. "I am trying to undo what I've done but that's difficult because I don't know what I did! And I am so so sorry!"

Javi just looked at her for a moment, then at the mortar and pestle then at the cat who twisted and hoped down looking annoyed..

"No, I don't think so."

Kelly stood and went to the kitchen window and pulled the amulet from the bowl of seawater as she walked back she intoned-

"I release you from this spell. May you proceed healthy and well. Go your own way in good time. You live your life and I’ll live mine."

She repeat the incantation three times as she made her way back to Javi on the sofa, who watched in wonder.

"May the spell be ended," she said with as much strength she could put in the words, as she sat next to him. He just watched, wonder in his eyes. Kelly raised the fine silver chain and placed it over his head, Javi lowered it so she could easily slip it on.

Nightshade watched the entire ritual, he purred and leaned on Javi’s leg as he did so.

"I don't feel any different, corazón. No, wait... that is not true…"

Y-you do?" Kelly said trying to feel only relieved. "You don't… love me anymore?"

"Pfff yes of course I still love you!"

"But you know of it. Sometimes that alone is enough. I cleansed the stone… I-I said the thing!! This should have worked! You said something changed, what is it?"

"Well, I am realizing I was incredibly forward with you and quite bold. I do apologize for that, it is not like me at all. Perhaps there is no love spell," Javi leaned in, " you said it was an accident, you assumed this happened because of my very strong and unrelenting desire for you. Perhaps it is simply ‘love at first sight'? Is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes," Kelly said flatly. “When you talk like that? Yes.”

"Kelly," Javi said, closing his eyes at the sound of her name, "My feelings are my own-"

"You are under the spell, of course you don't recognize it." Kelly took the necklace off of him in frustration. She tried not to think too much of how sweet he looked with his curls mussed.

"What can I do to prove I am under no spell?"

Kelly closed her eyes, this was … such a mess. Now she had Javi saying exactly what she would like him to say. He wasn't angry, or distrustful. Which would be entirely fair. He was trying to convince her his feelings are true! He doesn't even seem to care that he found out magic and witches like witches-witches were real.

"Wait!" Kelly's eyes went wide. She pulled a small tattered book from her pile. Opening it she ran her finger down the page.

"Okay, there are some telltale signs of magical influence, and specifically magically influenced infatuation... otherwise known as love spells. Like symptoms. Javi may I check you for these, um, symptoms?"

"Of course," Javi looked Kelly square in the eyes, causing a flutter in her belly.

She stood him up, thought for a moment, changed her mind and she sat him back down.

"Is this part of it?"

"Sorry, no…I'm just- ," she smiled, shaking her head apologetically.

Kelly looked around, her eyes landing on Nightshade.

"What does he smell like to you?"

"Um," Javi leaned over and sniffed the familiar, who hopped up on the couch, helpfully. "Cat, mostly. Tuna? Maybe?"

"That was Nightshade's dinner? No um, chocolate, hints of cacao?"

"Is he supposed to?" Javi looked at Nightshade, like he had never truly seen him before.

"No, that would be, you know a sign. Okay, um. Think. Did your toes or fingers tingle when you picked up or put on the amulet?"

"No… well, not tingling," Javi said, " it felt very warm and comforting when I wore it. And I felt completely confident."

"Welllll, that's just. Lapis is comforting, and it is good for opening up communication… what about when you took it off?"

"Well, I was a little disappointed. I knew I could not keep it, but… it reminded me of you and I felt brave."

"Hmmm, it seems you are very sensitive to the properties of the stone, not really what- um if you are under this kind of spell… Oh! What about me? What do I smell like?"

Kelly leaned in.

Javi happy to oblige scooched closer and smelled her hair, he dared bring his nose below her ear. He breathed in, his nose brushing her neck. Kelly hummed, her eyes closing, then they popped open in alarm and she sprang away.

"You smell divine," Javi looked at her guiltily.

"But how? Do I smell like something… you wouldn't expect? Like your favorite candy? Or freshly mown grass?"

"You smell like, you smell like a lemon grove!"

"That's, well, that's a nice way to describe my laundry detergent. Most people say I smell like lemon Pledge... Do you like the smell of lemon groves?"

"Not particularly. Though, now…" Javi smiled, "lemon groves will remind me of you."

"You really are the sweetest."

Javi smiled and his chest swelled, making him that much more adorable.

Oh boy, Kelly thought.

She looked down at her book flummoxed. When Kelly’s phone rang, she jumped a mile, muttering, she looked at the caller id and answered.

“Mel? Anything?” As soon as Melinda started to speak, Kelly had to pull the phone away from her ear. Javi could hear it, as clearly as if the speaker function was on.

“Kelly! I’ve been looking at this wish-craft business! It is far rarer than you think! Is it so hard to believe he has just fallen head over heels for you!?! That amulet may have given him a push to communicate, but it was nothing, nothing you did! That cat was playing matchmaker by making sure you met, that is all! I know it! Just smooch the guy already, will you!! Unless you have. In which case, good for you!”

Kelly was sure her face was not unlike a lobster coming out of a boiling pot. She looked at the phone and then at Javi who had his hand up, mouthing, see! and her eyes landed finally on Nightshade who was gloating, unabashed.

“I am getting off the phone now.” Kelly pressed the off button and looked at Javi again.

“Come,” Javi stood and held out his hand. “Come up to the house, I want you to meet someone.”

Kelly slowly took his hand and they walked up the road. Her head was swimming, the tests were hopeful, but not conclusive. Javi left her to her thoughts, but he had a small smile on his face. He took her to the kitchen.

“Carmen, I would like you to meet someone!”

“Is this she?” Carmen, who was preparing some marinades for the next day, gave a knowing look.

“Yes. Carmen, how long have you known me?”

“Oh Dios mío! Since you were a boy,” she waved dismissively. Javi invited Kelly to sit on a stool and then he sat himself down, he smiled at her again.

“Kelly does not think I am, well, she doesn’t believe I could fall in love at first sight,” Javi is now laughing quietly, knowing what is coming.

Carmen laughed out loud. She pulled out coffee and a tray of cookies and launched into Javi’s many loves- not so many romantic loves, though a tasteful amount was included, plus all the things he felt fiercely about. The kitchen glowed with warmth as the three talked. Carmen told stories, Javi corrected stories, and Kelly sipped coffee and nibbled cookies, laughing and watching Carmen and Javi. And whenever she looked away Javi watched Kelly.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything, corazón.”

“Marco. You seem like a very well-mannered person…” Kelly hesitated, after all she put Javi through, she hated to seem like she was criticizing. “You were so rude when you found us together.”

Surprisingly both Javi and Carmen laughed.

“Well, I can be a little- but Marco is,” Javi was hedging a bit, but when he got to whatever Marco was, both he and Carmen waved their hand distastefully, Carmen muttering feh! Finally, his lower lip jutted out, he said. “What do you say in America- a womanizer. He is bad news.”

Kelly laughed, shaking her head. Carmen launched into some stories about his transgressions with other women and then doubled back to Javi in comparison.

Soon Javi noticed Kelly stifling yawns and her eyes were going glassy.

“Oh Kelly, I apologize. You must be so jetlagged still. Let me walk you down the hill,” Javi offered the crook of his arm. Thanking Carmen for the dessert and the stories, Kelly took his arm with a smile. They walked in silence down his drive to the little tree-lined street. It was only when they reached her door Javi spoke-

“Do you still think I am under a love spell?”

“No, no I don’t.” Kelly smiled sheepishly. “I still think that shithead cat of mine was playing matchmaker!”

“Well, that is entirely possible, he is watching us from the window, right now.”

Kelly whipped around to the window, and there was Nightshade. Looking quite pleased with himself.

"Okay, you don't have to be so smug about it, little shithead," Kelly said, though her affection could not be masked.

You know, it’s lucky for you really, I was ready to just slap you and say 'snap out it', like Cher did in-"

"-Moonstruck!" They finished together.

“Oh, Kelly. Now, may I please kiss you?” Javi murmured, transported by the fact that she just quoted a Nic Cage movie to him.

Kelly turned, gazing up at Javi’s sweet face, and she nodded. Javi brought his arm around her waist, reeling her close. For a moment he just looked into Kelly’s eyes. Then closed the distance and pressed his lips to hers.

With a swish of his tail, Nightshade left the window to curl up on the bed. He too couldn't hide his affection when he said-

Idiots.

Kelly, Javi, and Nightshade walked amongst the olive trees. Nightshade leading the way. They stretched out on a large woolen blanket, putting a basket of tapas in one corner. Javi fed Kelly pintxos and Kelly dipped bits of fresh bread into herbed olive oil and popped them into Javi's mouth. Nightshade happily dined on fish made especially for him. Bees buzzed lazily, butterflies danced in the shafts of light, and soon it was the Golden Hour again. Javi thought about the day Nightshade was found in one of his trees. He explained the coveted time of day for filmmakers. How in that lovely light, that was the moment at the romantic comedy of errors- when "the much ado" was done and the two lovers are finally together, the lighting is soft and the music swells, ending with a kiss.

The End

For Kelligraphy Chaotic Geminite 💚

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torpublishinggroup · 7 months

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#1 NYT bestselling author V.E. Schwab returns to the dazzling worlds of Shades of Magic with a fantastical, perilous, and intrigue-tangled new series-starter: The Fragile Threads of Power,with commissioned artwork of Kell and Lila by lasq.draws.

WHAT’S IT ABOUT

Once, the four worlds sat nestled like pages in a book, connected with fantastical power to a single city: London. But the magic pulsed. It grew too fast, and the doors between worlds were sealed in a desperate gamble at protection.

The few magicians able to open these doors grew rarer as time passed, and now only three are known in recent memory. Kell Maresh of Red London, Delilah Bard of Grey London, and Holland Vosijk of White London have hardly been glimpsed for the last seven years. A new magician rises to claim the throne of White London: She is Kosika, who burns with religious fervor and will feed her city with blood, including her own.

And back in Red London, King Rhy Maresh is threatened by a rising rebellion, one that promises to correct the power by razing the throne entirely.

These two royals from very different empires face mirror struggles: Keep their crowns. Keep their heads. And amidst a tapestry of old friends and new enemies, a girl with unusual magic comes into possession of a device that could change the fate of all four worlds.

Her name is Tes, and she will bring the worlds together, or unravel it all.

#tor books #v e schwab #ve schwab #fragile threads #the fragile threads of power #shades of magic #lasq.draws #urban fantasy #new books #booklr #tbr #kell #lila

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lionofchaeronea · 7 days

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Incipit of the Gospel of Luke (Quoniam quidem multi...), fol. 188r from the Book of Kells, created in an Irish or Scottish monastery ca. 800. Now in the Library of Trinity College, Dublin.

#art #art history #Book of Kells #Irish art #Celtic art #illuminated manuscript #Gospel of Luke #incipit #medieval art #9th century art #Trinity College Dublin

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luciehercndale · 9 months

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2023 books a darker shade of magic by v.e. schwab (reread)

Magic was a living thing---that, everyone knew---but to Kell it felt like more, like a friend, like family. It was, after all, a part of him (much more than it was a part of most) and he couldn't help feeling like it knew what he was saying, what he was feeling, not only when he summoned it, but always, in every heartbeat and every breath. He was, after all, Antari.

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