When Derdriu is trapped with Conchobor after the murder of Noisiu, she recites a couple of poems detailing her grief. One of the things she says that jumped out to me was that, in her grief, she no longer had a reason to "redden her nails." Just, something about her no longer feeling the need to care for herself, and one of the ways she cared for herself was to tend to this aspect of her physical beauty, and beauty being one of the four virtues we know were honored by the ancient Gaels. Yeah, it just gets to me in a way I can't quite put into to words.
so just got back from my trip, it was mostly awesome, i am very tired and need to sleep before i can get properly caught up
but i did want to share a brief anecdote:
we (me, my bro, and SIL, all of whomst are fully vaxxed) stopped in a starbucks this morning for provisions.
we were the only non-employees wearing masks when we went into the building, and we got to witness the power of social norms in action while we waited for our drinks: as the non-masked customers left and it was just us waiting, suddenly all the new customers who came in started to put their masks on, too.
we were all a little delighted to see that even in bumblefuck, georgia you can get people to play ball if you have enough people setting the right example.
Trevon Cash from Jake Bible’s flipside saga uses knee braces!
Trevon Cash from The Flipside Saga uses knee braces
[ID: Two Images side by side of a flag with the pastel colours green, blue and purple. On the left flag is an image of the cover of The Flipside, a book. On the cover, a dinosaur’s head is on the left side, while on the right, is a man wearing armour and carrying a gun. On the right flag is the international symbol of access. End ID]
A island in the middle of the ocean. it was abandoned by humans long ago ( medieval times) because it was too far from the rest of their world island and dragons came from the caves and took over the castle
just a simple "thanks" or "awww", she's too innocent to understand flirting
no, not really. she's tells the truth most of the time. Lucid lies for her
Niki looks up at the sky, sun obscured by what’s just about to be pulled away. She wonders if she looks like a martyr or a heretic like this, knelt in a cage, human limbs and skin and presence. A girl barely older than most of them, a god who has seen eons pass like moonsets.
The anvil begins to fall, a rush of pressure, and her hand clenches tightly around emerald and gold.