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You ID’d the weapon from the gunshot sound?
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Rybička (English: Little Fish) is a small Czech pocket knife with the handle shaped as a fish. It has been produced since the first decades of the 20th century. The knife was particularly popular during the period of socialism in Czechoslovakia. It was valued as a simple and small tool used for mushroom picking, a traditional Czech hobby. It was very popular and sold in large numbers on the Czechoslovak market. As of 2014, it is produced by the company Mikov in Mikulášovice, Czech Republic.
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does anyone else think about the task of carrying yourself to your own suffering. walking to a test you know you’ll fail. driving fifteen hours to watch a family member die. jesus walking to golgotha carrying the cross. you know.
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One of the hardest parts of writing gay anything is that they (often) use the same pronouns. Balancing names and pronouns so that I'm not overusing either of them is maybe THE hardest part of writing for me, because if you use 'he' too many times in a row you'll lose track of who's doing what, but too many names is repetitive and awkward to read!
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Yo I've got another for my by now mixed Tolkien survey series:
(yes, I over-simplified stuff, and had to exclude Tulkas, Melkor & Mandos for lack of answer-options, just comment if you'd have picked them)
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NEW VERSION. :)
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@lotr20 Day 6: Healing ⇢ Éowyn & Faramir
‘Then must I leave my own people, man of Gondor?’ she said. ‘And would you have your proud folk say of you: “There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the race of Númenor to choose?”’ ‘I would,’ said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many. And many indeed saw them and the light that shone about them as they came down from the walls and went hand in hand to the Houses of Healing. And to the Warden of the Houses Faramir said: ‘Here is the Lady Éowyn of Rohan, and now she is healed.’
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Available miniatures
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I'm currently low on money and there's a lot of problems, so here's what is available. Five resin and wood ark pendants, two landscape pendants, several megaliths, two botanical painted pendants and Archie Kennedy brooch. And there's also a shipwreck diorama in a shell. Reblogs would be really helpful, thank you
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Celegorm
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In honor of our very first sneak peek of the movie Wicked, my nostalgia kicked into high gear and I'm honoring one of my earliest fandom crazes with a silly little comic I'm calling "Fiyero Doesn't Get Enough Recognition For All The Shit He's Been Through."
Enjoy Fiyero having the weirdest 72 hours of his life.
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'iris blades pinned together with thorns filled in five sections with rowan berries fish attacking from below difficult to keep all the berries in nibbled at by ducks' west bretton, 1987 in a collaboration with nature - andy goldsworthy (1990)
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When you have to carry your little brother home from the festivities because he's a lightweight who can't handle his liquor. (To be followed by "When you have to share your horse with your brother because he lost his to some scruffy human", many years later.)
Just some belated Celegorm and Curufin shenanigans that I intended to post for @feanorianweek but then it got out of hand and I also had to work on some non-Silm stuff and now I can't move my arm anymore
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Isn't being your 1000% platonic best buddy's loyal vassal just the least homoerotic thing you can ever do? Maedhros thinks so. He's never done anything homosexual in his life.
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I am once again thinking about digging holes
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It's so fucked up that digging a bunch of holes works so well at reversing desertification
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I hate that so much discourse into fighting climate change is talking about bioenginerring a special kind of seaweed that removes microplastics or whatever other venture-capital-viable startup idea when we have known for forever about shit like digging crescent shaped holes to catch rainwater and turning barren land hospitable
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The Valley of Rivendell.
She was a place of healing and rest and peace. But it was not always that way. Long before the elves settled there she was a wild valley, tripping any travelers with her roots, splashing her waters and smacking with her branches.
And then Elrond came and the valley learned about peace in herself, of healing amongst untamed trees and she welcomed Elrond home, announcing him as her lord to the world.
And when the valley sang of her wildness and freedom Elrond always sang back, disappearing for days into the wildest parts of the valley, dancing with the trees and the breeze.
And so from the moment Elrond stepped into the valley, she knew him for her lord and tamed herself to suit him. Because the valley takes care for what is hers. And Elrond and his family were hers first and foremost. The Valley never let any elfling run off to far, guiding subtly the curious ones home. The Valley never let the sun burn her Lady and always hid the little lady when she needed alone time.
The Valley of Rivendell was wild and free but she was also Elronds and so she became something more for him and his.
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