I jerked awake, groaning, as the blanket was yanked off of me and I spun onto the dusty floor. Above me, my brothers’ faces swam with frowns.
My head throbbed, but I swallowed a pathetic whimper at the look on their faces. Something was wrong. Brother A said, slowly, “We have visitors. They came in the night.”
My brothers glanced wearily to each other, then back at me. Brother B said, with a sneer, “They are two of the ten Great Elders, and they have done what legend says - they have found the sorcerer, the first one in a thousand years.”
I sobered up instantly. “Do they know -“
“Not yet,” Brother A said. “They think we are triplets.”
My lip trembled, my fingers shook for drink or smoke. The Elders wouldn’t find the sorcerer they sought.
Because the it was in all of us, because we weren’t siblings at all - we were three, formed from a single one. The sorcerer was a beast. Only as three was it tameable. But the Elders would undo it all, and turn my brothers and I back into that monster, so they might have their precious magic. But they have never met the beast.
When they do, they’ll realize how wicked magic truly is.
- submission by _rhianna_c on Instagram
Greetings,
Today, I implore you to bear witness to the shattered remains of my once-happy family. My father, a beacon of strength, was cruelly snuffed out, and the innocent lives of my niece and nephew were taken by the merciless grip of conflict
My fave flavour of loverboy y'all is just Caleb the amt of giggling I do over this man is not normal
So Caleb just casually says the cutest fucking shit at any given opportunity ???
Like ??? How am I supposed to just continue on with the conversation after these ??? I'm literally a giggling and blushing mess rn ??? God forbid he smiles at me too like I'm done I'm not functioning anymore send help
AMBROSIA pt. I This is a world where all daily life relies on the magic of this mystical honey known as ambrosia. However, magic is starting to disappear and a princess goes to track down the origins a magic A concept project
Rewatching Arcane
Recently, and partly for personal reasons, I've been thinking of Jo's grieving process after Beth's death in Little Women.
Namely the fact that just before Beth dies, Jo seems to have beautifully come to terms with the pending loss, but afterwards, she regresses into despair.
In Jo's poem My Beth, and in her conversation with Beth after the latter reads it, she says she realizes that she's not really losing Beth, because Beth's memory and influence will always be with her, making her a better person, and because she has faith that Beth will be watching over her in heaven. The last paragraphs of "The Valley of the Shadow" seem to set up Beth's death as sad, but not a soul-crushing tragedy, because the family has already done so much preliminary mourning, because they're relieved that her suffering is over, and because they have their precious memories of her and their religious faith to comfort them.
But then after Beth actually dies, Jo does fall into deep, soul-crushing grief and depression, which includes struggling with her religious faith, and it takes her a lot of work – through talks her parents, through her writing, and eventually by finding love with Friedrich – to finally emerge from the abyss.
I guess it shows that you're never really prepared for a loved one's death, even if you think you are.
But I suppose it's not just about Beth. It's that with Beth's death, all of the same-age companions Jo grew up with are gone. That's why the chapter of her depression is called "All Alone." Meg is married, Amy and Laurie are in Europe, and Jo may have lost Laurie's friendship (she hasn't, but she doesn't know that yet) since she rejected his marriage proposal. If they were still with her, then Beth's death might not have been so shattering. I suppose that's the book's essential, bittersweet message about growing up: siblings and friends drift apart as they all build their own separate lives (and as some die young, which was more common in the 1800s), but new relationships, i.e. spouses and children, fill the void.
(A slightly depressing message for those of us who genuinely don't want to get married or have children. As much as I like Friedrich, I almost would have liked to see an ending where Jo stays a "literary spinster," not because I think it would have been more feminist, but just because it would have shown her finding happiness with her surviving family and friends. It would emphasize that she doesn't "lose" them after all, and show that you don't need to "replace" those relationships with romance or else be lonely forever.)
But I don't think it's just about that either. Beth's death also leaves Jo without a fulfilling purpose in life. Since her writing career failed in New York after she gave up sensation stories, she made caring for Beth her life's purpose, so with Beth gone, she's aimless. She thinks she has no choice left but to "take Beth's place," as Beth urged her to do, and live a quiet, domestic life of keeping house for her parents. But while Jo does those household duties well for a while, and learns their value, she isn't content with them. It was a lovely life for Beth, but it isn't who Jo is. So beyond Jo's grief and loneliness, another cause of her depression is that she's unfulfilled. This explains why writing again, and finding literary success, is such an important part of her healing process, and why she finds her ultimate joy in the very active, un-quiet life of running a boarding school for boys.
For personal reasons, I've been feeling uneasy lately about Jo's backward swing from acceptance to depression between "The Valley of the Shadow" and "All Alone." It does feel slightly as if Alcott was saying "You may think you're ready to accept a loved one's passing, but when it actually happens it will break you." But it does help to remember that the situation is more complex than that.
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happy birthday my love <3
Look in the mirror and tell me what you see, Oh, I see so many faces staring back at me.
Ipshita Raj
Caleb 100% does the silliest things to cheer up MC and has absolutely no shame about any of them
Even as a teenager, when other boys were too proud and insecure, he danced about the kitchen singing a song out of tune at the top of his lungs because his pipsqueak had a bad day at school
When MC was teased because she couldn't do makeup as a young teen, he practiced with her until she was good at it, letting himself be the guinea pig
He writes her notes and leave them around the house to cheer her up, usually with really bad little doodles that she doesn't have the heart to tell him are terrible (he knows, it's deliberate)
She fell in a puddle at the park just before her hs graduation and she was mortified because she put in such an effort to look good and now had to walk home covered in mud. Caleb doesn't hesitate and deliberately falls in afterwards so they're equally muddy together
He has a running joke, where he'd make more and more weird faces at her until she laughed - now, he only has to make one before she bursts out laughing no matter how down she is
Caleb's priority is always MC's wellbeing - he loves her so much, too much to bother about things like what people think of him when her opinion is all that matters 😭
I mustn’t run away
!! thank u so much! The way i draw lace is like…so time consuming but i usually use three different methods interchangeably
One of the major factors of lace is that it must maintain this very floral quality to it, which often relies on noticeable curves. Though a lot of lace contains straight lines here and there, the curves should always b the most significant!
Just an ace gal who wanted to see some rep in fiction, so she decided to write her own. I also draw and write (find me over at @ippilulu), and sing like a cat who does not want your hugs. Total Asra stan. And Caleb. And Julian. And... you get the gist. She/Her
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