Thought I’d add some reference pictures used in the creation of this entry (this is the only reblog I’ll do for the full thing). First, we have Gouyen in later life, after she remarried and had a family:
Next, what I based her ceremonial outfit on:
And her regular wear:
Chief Quanah Parker, visual reference for the Comanche chief:
The Comanche knife:
And the dancers:
Sometimes when you are in a relationship you may look at your partner (perhaps they are sleeping, or doing something particularly sweet and vulnerable) and you ask yourself “what would I do if anyone hurt them?” - and your heart just roars in response. The answer can be worrying or surprising or frightening.
And here you know that if your heart answered chirpily, “If anyone hurt my partner, I would honestly kill them with my bare fucking teeth,” then there is a woman in history who shared this thought with you.
And she did it. She straight-up killed someone with her bare fucking teeth. She went into that place, the place people are a little afraid of.
Maybe you don’t share much with other Disney princesses or heroes, but if you’ve ever had that thought, you share it with her.
This was a truly splendid reading experience, thank you.
Oh, but you’ll see me. You will see me shine tomorrow. I will not let this bring me down, for I have the strength of the Lord, and I have the strength in my gut. I will come out of this shell, this shell that has been keeping me inside myself, keeping me from trusting in everything that I can do and I can give. This is it. I will break loose, and I will get better.
Archenland, officially the Kingdom of Archenland, was a mountainous country situated south of the Kingdom of Narnia and north of the Calormene Empire. Along with Narnia and other dominions, Archenland constituted part of the larger Narnian Empire. The seat of government was at Anvard, in the heart of the country. Anvard, the name of the castle, also gave the name to the city, which was the Kingdom’s capital and only known populated area.
“He’s shut down compassion — how else would you become a Death Eater? So he suppresses virtually all of the good side of himself. But then he’s playing with the big boys, as the phrase has it, and suddenly, having talked the talk he’s asked to walk it for the first time and it is absolutely terrifying. And I think that that is an accurate depiction of how some people fall into that kind of way of life and they realise what they’re in for. I felt sorry for Draco. Well, I’ve always known this was coming for Draco, obviously, however nasty he was.”
I want to know what kind of food Narcissa and Lucius like, what type of books they enjoy, if they like music or dancing, if Narcissa is a coffee person or a tea person or if she ocassionally prefers firewhiskey, if Lucius likes to read quidditch magazines, how have their lives changed when Draco started studying? I WANT TO KNOW ALL THE LITTLE THINGS ABOUT THEM
—When it comes to fine dining, Narcissa is partial to pastas while Lucius prefers steak. Both enjoy seafood on occasion. At home, they often enjoy large breakfasts that turn into brunches—frequently in bed—because neither particularly enjoys getting up early unless it’s absolutely necessary. Narcissa especially hates early mornings. Lucius has gotten more accustomed to them, after having to make so many trips to the Ministry.
—They enjoy reading in general. Lucius enjoys historical reading with the occasional mystery, and Narcissa is steadily working her way through the classics between contemporary novels. She’s partial to Wuthering Heights.
—Both adore dancing, and they attend as many balls as possible in addition to going out to dance socially when time permits. Both sing well—soprano and tenor—though Narcissa is less reserved about it and often sings while Lucius plays the piano. It’s the instrument he prefers, though he has skill in several. She plays cello and flute.
—Narcissa enjoys coffee but sparingly, as she prefers tea. When she does drink coffee, Lucius teases her, as the drink tends to end up more cream and sugar than anything else. He prefers it stronger and chooses coffee over tea when given the chance. Narcissa and alcohol is a dangerous combination. Due to her overprotective parents and the fact that Cygnus was at times an angry drunk, Narcissa didn’t see the appeal in alcohol until adulthood, and she had completely failed to build up a tolerance for it. She enjoys Firewhiskey on occasion but can only drink it in small amounts or when she and Lucius are safely at home, because her typical ability to reserve affection for private settings erodes when she isn’t thinking clearly. They do enjoy wine socially and more frequently when alone together. Lucius is much more of an expert at handling his liquor.
—Lucius reads Quidditch magazines as often as he can without getting carried away. He aspired to a professional career in the sport until the death of his father left him to take over the family estate and a spot with the Dark Lord, and he gets nostalgic if he lets himself read too much about what he’s missing. Narcissa knows this and suggests going to matches whenever possible and arranges meetings with the players to give him an excuse to play.
—Draco is their pride and joy, and letting him go off to school was terrifying. Narcissa couldn’t stand the idea of letting him go all the way to Durmstrang, even if the school was more competently run. Lucius was glad she felt this way, as much as he hates admitting that he helped to choose Hogwarts instead of letting their son leave the country unaccompanied for so long. They taught Draco to read at a very early age and have taken a strong interest in his studies, including foreign languages and musical instruments. He doesn’t quite rival his father at the piano, yet, but he’s learning.
Well, according to Ezekiel 1 they might look something like this…
According to Daniel 10 something like this…
According to Isaiah 6…
In Ezekiel 10…
Again in Ezekiel 10…
Basically, when the people writing Scripture tried to describe what they saw when they saw an angel… they run into the end of their imagination… they can never quite seem to fully explain it because they had trouble even comprehending what they saw, let alone being able to describe it to someone else.
Yeah, that’s usually how people responded to seeing them in the Bible…
There’s a good reason why angels’ standard greeting is ‘Do not be afraid’.
I used to listen to this radio show and one thing I remember because it was so funny was a Christmas special where an angel showed up to tell the shepherds about the birth of Christ. The conversations went:
Angel: “FEAR NOT.”
Shepherds: *screaming*
Angel: “I SAID FEAR NOT.”
Shepherds: *screaming LOUDER*
Angel: “WHAT PART OF FEAR NOT ARE YOU NOT UNDERSTANDING?”
So demons are fallen angels but they don’t look scary because they’re fallen, that’s just what all angels look like…
Maybe that’s why so many Christians see visions of Saints or the Virgin Mary instead…like Jesus is all…no, no see being human made me realize sending Angels might not be the best idea. I don’t know if humans can handle this. So I’m gonna just send mom
My own plans are made. While I can, I sail east in the Dawn Treader. When she fails me, I paddle east in my coracle. When she sinks, I shall swim east with my four paws. And when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan’s country, or shot over the edge of the world into some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise.