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I love the rain also, especially the smell and sound. But like other things it can sometimes overstay it's welcome.

The rain always calms me a bit.

This looks like a good read

Book of the Day

“Banshees, Werewolves, Vampires and Other Creatures of the Night” by Varla Ventura

Beautiful! I want it.

Fables from Aesop by James Reeves, 1961. Illustrated by Maurice Wilson

Cats are hilarious

A ruddy wizard with a tragic past, what's not to love. I hope that when they make the Mighty Nein animated series, the design for Caleb looks similar to this; I love his nose.

my sweet sweet boy caleb

These are so cool.

Stained Glass Suncatchers

Elena Zaycman on Etsy

See our #Etsy or #Stained Glass tags

Good quote, would make a good illustration/tattoo concept

“Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.”

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Neil Gaiman

My favorite book quote that I am prone to misquoting.

I could use a good brew right now to wake me up.

Something’s brewing! 

Absolutely love this, just look at that face. 😍🥺

werewolf park ranger

she loves her job and helps keep the deer population under control

This is great, I'd read the novel if there was one.

what if people we consider collectors today were actually just dragons in disguise, building their hoards?

“I am a dragon. And this is my hoard.”

“You… don’t look like a dragon.”

“Well, hardly anyone does, these days. Times have changed, we have too. The scales and tails thing worked with the dinosaurs, but we learned quite quickly that… that wasn’t going to fly with you people.”

“You were around all the way back to the dinosaurs?”

“Well, not like… me personally. How old do you think I am?”

“… There’s no safe answer to that.”

“No.”

“So… when you say this is your hoard…?”

“All dragons have them. Some stick to the old gold and jewels thing, but that’s so cliche these days. Most of us like our hoards to be a little bit more sophisticated than ‘shiny.’“

“Like what?”

“I have known dragons to collect snowflakes from the first fall of the year over dozens of centuries. I know dragons that collect petals of flowers left on the graves of loved ones. Dragons that keep and care for soft toys and comfort items, left behind as children grow up. Dragons that guard happy memories and shards of sunlight, kept safe for rainy days. And me, I keep a sanctuary of words. A bastion of language, of poetry. Of written music and achingly beautiful prose. I am the Guardian of this monument to linguistic majesty. I collect stories of love and life and death and mourning and joy. There is nothing more beautiful in all the world, no coin or gem or sliver of starlight more fantastic than a well-told tale. A story is this world’s truest treasure, and what better chest for it than a book?”

“Wow. So these things… really mean a lot to you, huh?”

“More than anything in this world.”

“So… I probably can’t borrow your copies of Discworld, can I?”

“You absolutely fucking cannot.”