Me, To The Asteroid: We Are The Children Of The Theropods You Couldn't Kill

DPHW reminds me of the Aarne Thompson index for fairy tales. I wonder if they're categorizing the type of tale, more than scoring it on qualities?

Ohhhhh good take. I have this sinking feeling that Alice is the meta canary overall, and when she stops fucking around the plot will go full dark mode. Or she'll go batshit for real.

I'm a bit late but I love how Alice was Sam's canary in the latest episode. She acted as a constant reminder of the danger present and reigned him in when things were getting too dangerous. But she also didn't fully squash his hopes.

I wonder if/when she's gonna completely stop singing. (Or Sam stops listening)

Stuck inside today? Make sure your media consumption comes from more than one source! Saruman - Corruption 28" x 33" Oil on Panel private collection

Thought that eagle was corn

Dauphine de Jerphanion by Thierry Mugler 1986

Dean really got impaled by the world’s largest nail, fucking size queen

SEND THIS TO YOUR FRIENDS TO TOTALLY USHANKA THEM!!!!

Dans le fond des forêt,

Votre image me suit.

In the depth of the forest,

Your image follows me.

Phedre by Alexandre Cabanel (1880)

Oh to be a skeletal horse spirit, receiving refreshment

Mari Lwyd receiving refreshment, Maesteg, c. 1970s

It fully looks like Hermes got yeeted across the sky

Olympus by Giovanni Battista Tiepolo (1696 - 1770)

If you're curious about the lights, they're real optical phenomena in the group of halos (pretty straightforward name). Depicted here:

"sun dogs" (or "parhelions," to the sides here),

Parry arc (the top inner "horns"),

circumzenithal arc (top outer "horns"),

sun pillar (vertical lens flare on the light),

parhelic circle (horizontal curve),

upper tangent arc (outer ring),

and a plain ol halo (inner ring).

The Guide by Maéna Paillet