The Voided Lovers

The Voided Lovers

The voided lovers Must never be seen. They cannot dance in the light of day, And the moon will not grace them with her gleam.

They may only embrace on the darkest of nights, They may only whisper sweet nothings in a crowd. They may only stroll hand in hand through forgotten streets, Where not even the lamplights dare to look down.

They will never feel the warmth on their lover’s skin, Only the cold acidity the wind provides. Yet embrace they do— Through the dark and glacial nights.

They make cathedrals of alleyways, Temples of whispered breath. Where every glance is sacred, And every touch defies death.

They are sunless, Moonless, Rid of light— Yet their love is never tuneless.

Their love is their dance, Their love is their light, Their love is the warmth On the cold winter’s night.

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Old English Version:

The voided lovers, cursed by fate, Must dwell in shadows, lone and late. They dare not dance 'neath sunlit skies, Nor bask where moonlight softly lies.

Their trysts are veiled in sable gloom, Their voices hushed, as though a tomb Had sealed their vows in silence deep— Where not e'en gaslight dares to creep.

The world, austere and cruelly drawn, Would scorn the touch their hands have known. So chill the wind, so sharp the air— Yet still they linger, pale and bare.

They fashion cathedrals from alleyways, Altars of breath, in spectral haze. Each glance a hymn, each touch defied The death that stalks where love must hide.

They are sunless, Moonless, Forsaken by flame— Yet hearts unlit bear passion's name.

Their love is their lantern, Their solace, their plight, Their warmth in the shivering Grasp of the night.

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This is a poem I wrote while bored and thinking of some of my friends from my DR's and OC's

I've been really getting into rewriting my poetry into old English because I think it makes it more romantic and melancholic

Let me know your thoughts on it!

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7 months ago

Enoch pissing everyone off with ridiculous questions to make us question everything (pt.1)

Enoch Pissing Everyone Off With Ridiculous Questions To Make Us Question Everything (pt.1)

"do you think fish can see air? We can see water but can't see air, could it be the opposite?" - Enoch "That's not how that-" Horace

"Why do churches ask for so much money when they think money is the root of evil? sounds pretty hypocritical" - Enoch

"How many people do you think are breathing at the same pace as you at this exact moment?" - Enoch *Horace starts panically breathing* "Honey is just bee throw up" - Enoch *Hugh screaming from the room over, Wyn holding Fiona back from tackling Enoch*

"If every day resets, how do we keep the clothes we stole during raid the village?" - Enoch "Honestly that's a good point" - Millard

"There's no possible way to stand backwards on stairs" - Enoch *a loud crash as Jacob falls from the stairs* "Mirrors don't break, they multiply" - Enoch "I swear if you keep saying these things I will multiply mirrors all over your hommunculi" - Emma

"A baby is the quietest or loudest thing to drop- just depends on who else is in the room" - Enoch "Were you dropped on the head?" - Jacob

"Why are prisoners given food, water, and shelter while homeless people aren't?" - Enoch "Uh- good point" - Miss. P

"What if oxygen is poisonous and takes 75-100 years to kill us?" - Enoch "I hope you get asthma" - Hugh

"Mosquitos are like dirty, already used needles" - Enoch "EWWWWWWW" - Claire & Olive "Nothing is truly on fire, fire is just on things" - Enoch "Enoch why don't you come over here" - Emma, pressing her hands together and generating heat

"Deaf people don't understand why farts are so funny" - Enoch *no one reacts* anyways, these are the sillies being silly. we are fed up with him, but we love him

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6 months ago

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4 months ago

I randomly had the idea of ymbrynes with their bird feathers in their hair (Miss Peregrine would have peregrine falcon feathers in her hair, Miss Crow would have crow feathers in her hair, etc) and thought I'd share since you're a ymbryne in your dr. thoughts? :)

OH MY BIRDS YOU ARE SO RIGHT!!!!

We normally use our feathers as quills actually! So a lot of studying ymbrynes will keep a feather tucked in her hair or behind her ear for safe keeping, you never know when you’ll suddenly need to sign important documents or need to poke a distracting student ;)

For myself, it’s a little different

as a Phoenix ymbryne, the feathers that fall off of me while in bird form will turn to ash when I come back to my (full) human form! It doesn’t count if I have my wings out still, which I can retract as a human, but once any bird features are gone, so are the feathers, they kinda just poof into dust!

eeek thank you so much for asking and sharing that! I love talking about this stuff, I just never post anything because I don’t know how to bring it up 🥲

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5 months ago

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

May this year bring goodness, joy, peace, happiness and love to all of you and may we be brought together to move forward through the difficulties life throws us ❤️🙏🕊️

I love you all, good night!


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7 months ago

PLEASE I like to be bothered with questions and statements

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6 months ago
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8 months ago

Angst early in the morning? Sign me up!

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TW: talk of death, coping skills, grief, difficulty

The immediate life after Victor died:

We were all in shock, especially Wyn, and that resulted in us being completely nonverbal for about a month and a half. All that was heard in our home were wails and sniffling, and I would often wake up to Wyn, Olive, and Claire curled up to me on my bed with my cats.

It was awful.

Everyone wore mourning clothes for 3-4 years after, but Miss P still wears them in respect, and also the fact I know she hasn't gotten over it. I don't think any of us have

I remember Fiona and Hugh taking care of his side of the garden and bringing him fresh flowers to his room each day

Enoch had passed out multiple times a week of exhaustion from overusing his peculiarity, everyone, especially Bronwyn, begged him to revive Vic for even just a moment.

Horace sewed Victor a 7-day wardrobe completely by himself, and Miss P would change his clothes each day (while she sobbed, seeing her like that broke me, I would hold her tightly to help)

Olive and Claire wouldn't leave each other's side, every moment they spent together because of the fear they had of losing more family

Millard made an entire biography on Victor's life and keeps it by Vic's bedside table

Emma was very aggressive, she would burn down trees and scream a lot (outside of the house), part of her was having a difficult time knowing the truth of their lives and the loss of our dear friend

Miss P wouldn't allow me to run errands for her outside the loop for a while after that, she was completely terrified of losing anyone else

She became so overprotective that she would scan the house all hours of the day & night, as an ymbryne it is common to only have 2 hours of sleep, but even she was pushing it to 30 minutes.

I would consistently try to use my feathers to save him, I was so distraught that I would end up turning back to dust once a week from using all of my feathers. By the 10th time I had "dusted" (I use this term for when I turn into ash as a pheonix and then revive after another 24 hours) Miss P begged me to stop because it was starting to hurt me even more

What brought me to creating this post was the dream I had last night; it was during the 3-4 years we had spent mourning, in the dream I awoke next to Victor lying in his bed, I was bent over myself, clutching feathers, when Bronwyn and Enoch came in to carry me off to my bed, and then I woke up from the dream crying.


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8 months ago

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4 months ago

Wait what is shifting I’m a lil stupid lol-

no worries !

bear with me here, I’m not the best at explaining shifting, I just know how to do it

To put it simply, shifting is an action, a decision you make. If you want to go to a different reality, decide you’re there, and you’re there. It’s as simple as that.

I know it sounds impossible, but it has been around forever, with many religions and spiritual traditions using the act of shifting, astral projection, and manifestation

But basically, your perception is what reality is, your assumption creates your reality as the 3D must reflect the 4D, it is not just fact, it is law.

To put it into an example:

say you’re sitting in your room, and you want to go to the kitchen to grab a snack, what do you do? You get up and grab a snack, because you decided you were hungry and wanted a snack. Shifting is that simple, you want to be in your DR? You decide you are there, and there you are!

if you have any more questions or need anything, I can try my best to answer! I also suggest doing your own research, but be sure not to over consume information, you only need yourself to shift. Just you, and your consciousness! Trust yourself, it is your birth right to shift :D

happy shifting <333


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