Harry Du Bois reminds me of the myth of Prometheus, but only if Prometheus had been forced to provide the eagles himself.
Oh, sure. I overthink, sometimes.
But am I actually overthinking *enough*?
Terpsichore at the Tower, Barony of Cynnabar, Middle Kingdom.
current aesthetic:
Never look up to someone who looks down on you.
Never look down on someone who looks up to you.
When the partridge, pear tree, turtledoves, French hens, calling birds, and FIVE gold rings haven't sealed the deal yet, one should probably TAKE THE HINT already.
But no, the person from that song? Escalates.
"Oh, the gold rings and small charming birds weren't good enough for ya? Prepare to deal with some Large Aggressive Waterfowl. You've been warned."
"And if *that* doesn't convince you, I am gonna have to start recruiting some human help. Like, lots and lots of people, most of them rambunctious or at least rather loud. Because *I* know how to party!"
Dec 26, 2021.
caveman vibes