In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"
We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines
The clouds, like swirls of cream circling through the tea, glowed gold as the late fall sun set, adding a sense of finality to the warmer, greener months. Orange, red, and yellow had long replaced the greens of the leaves as the days drew shorter and colder. Only a sparse few held their summer colours, like a final fleeting hope of better times.
I know that I have been a little inactive lately on this account, especially with fleshing out the details in official posts and just generally keeping it up, and I wanted to make it a little easier to be involved, both between us as the creators and you guys as the people, so I decided to make a Discord (after the tumblr "communities" thing failed-)! It is a completely open invite, even if you're not particularly planning to participate in the project and just want some new friends! Just keep in mind the rules and be respectful of me and the other people! I will be maintaining my right to kick anyone out who is being disrespectful (although I will absolutely try to reach out individually beforehand to see if we can work things out) but otherwise I hope everything and everyone can get along!
Here is the Discord Server Link and please reach out if you have any questions, you have any trouble, or just need something <3. We don't bite! /j
I enjoy a joke about fucked up German fairy tales as much as the next nerd, but it's genuinely striking how often the source for the really fucked up stuff turns out to be "yeah, this is only in the Brothers Grimm version and doesn't appear in any extant oral tradition, and we're like 80% sure they added it themselves". To a large extent it's not German fairy tales that are fucked up, it's two specific German dudes.
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I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains
When we were kids we dreamed of discovery and exploration. We dreamed of exploring the furthest reaches of the universe and the darkest depths of the oceans. We dreamed of technological advances only explored in sci-fi.
Then we learned.
We learned about unjust hatred between neighbors and families for how one person might be born. We learned about fear and greed and the destruction it leaves in it's wake.
The more we learned, the smaller those dreams grew. Now very few of us dream outside of sleep, and even our dreams are plagued with nightmares. Many of us have learned it's easier - safer - to kill our dreams than to let the disappointment consume our last shred of hope.
When we were kids we dreamed.
Now, we only dare hope to make it through the year alive.
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I swear I am so normal about this
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No I'm not.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS BEEN 300 YEARS!? YOU EXPECT ME TO JUST ACCEPT THAT THEY'VE BOTH BEEN LIVING THINKING THE OTHER IS DEAD FOR 300 YEARS!?
Also, I know we've seen it previously in the comic, but I just love that Sulivan's decorations are the same sorta yellow as the wheat in Deaths fields.
I know the first arc just ended, but I am already so excited for the next arc. I am sooooo looking forward to seeing how Raziol handled his newfound immortality and the.... quirks that came with it for the past 3 centuries.
Btw, the comic is a bl webcomic called Novae, set in 1600s France. It includes lots of magic and supernatural creatures and I definitely recommend anyone and everyone to give it a read. You can read it for free on webtoon, or at novaecomic.com , or you can support their patreon.
I do not possess chickens :( sometimes I write silly stories, other times I don't! let's just see where this goes lol
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