I offer you, dear mortal, the same bargain as always this night: come, and join us in the procession. Step into my embrace and I will relieve you of your burden - walk beside us and dwell, my cherished subject, in the Underhill. Name me your Queen and endless pleasures await.
How have you honored magic today, my beloved? How have you bent your brow to the unknowable, committed your heart to the power that stirs restless in your bones?
@Swilua Enjoy the ethereal chorus gently emanating from the forest's edge. How fortunate you are to catch such a rarity - it's much better if you're closer, though.
Get closer.
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Precious few have the courage and mind to be a consort; do not seek us out if your heart cannot be made fast, beloveds. Inconstancy will put you before my hounds, rather than among them, and my hungry children are sharp of tooth and claw.
elon did not 'buy Twitter'
he impulsively made a ludicrously overpriced offer on Twitter
signed a contract that put him on the hook for that exact amount
tried to back out but was sued BY TWITTER to complete the buyout at the ridiculous price
and is now in a deal where-
@Swilua@REirikr It seems to be a very ambitious and well-adjusted child. As a mother of innumerable children, my advice would be to offer them plenty of milk and honey to support their growth and to avoid dangers like running water, the fading promises of inconstant men, and exposed iron.
We weave our silken, stormy nets along the ley-lines, softly tending that soul-deep ache you carry with the balm of strange, liminal beauty.
We await you, beloved. Come.
@surliertexan I wonder if their collective eyes are sharp enough to recognize the particularly robust thickets of poison ivy that have cropped up in their gardens, seemingly overnight.
I suppose we'll find out together.
Become a shard of color in the dun pelt of life, beloved. Make yourself ill-fitting and unexpected, you are no mere harvest to be tilled under. Grow strongest where the soil does not welcome you - you are magic and chaos, and it will bend to you long before you ever bow to it.
@Swilua@SarensArt My human companions assure me there are staggering amounts of examples, though more readily - as with most things worth having - in the sphere of paranormal. They suggest you seek out the works of Alethea Faust, Beatrix Hollow, Vera Valentine, or Clio Evans.