Tag: mythology

that feeling of being able to conquer the whole world with a snap of your fingers when you accidentally wear matching underwear? that’s Aphrodite possessing you, babe.

The 30th of April is Walpurgis Night where witches have met on the Brocken mountain to dance and celebrate for more than a thousand years, it is also Beltane, and the 1st of May is Walpurgis Day as well as Bonfire Night where fires are lit and danced around. So if you had trouble sleeping during that night, woke up for no reason, or found yourself drawn to look out the window or seek out lights… maybe some other world is calling for its people.

When they called Latin a dead language, it was possibly the single most influential mistake ever made in the history of translation. Because – dead? Oh no.

Those that speak it, those few in today’s fast and worried times that still listen to the old words, that can decipher sentences and myths, they know. They felt something dark and old seep into their bones.

Not dead. A beginner’s mistake, really. And isn’t undead, as it should have been called if everyone had done their job properly, just another word for immortal – no matter if it refers to paper or flesh?

Bake bread, brew some tea, borrow kindness that you return, and bring some sweets to an old tree where ancestors of others rest. it knows when you are coming. it does not know when you will leave. but it knows, as certain as water will rise up its veins and sun will warm its crown, that you will keep going.

goldenprairies:

ghost towns that sell honey

That’s not an offer for sale. That’s a request.

Even the oldest creatures of our ‘verse sometimes need help with the harvest. It’s hard work and they’re not used to it. But if you push up your sleeves and approach the golden chickens gently, run your hand along the moon cow’s fur, they will not hurt you. If you show them the way, without mocking their abyss-deep voice, without flinching at their hundred eyes and the long claws, you will walk away with more than honey and eggs. They are peaceful, tired after millenia of war against things we never learned the names of because they were defeated before we knew they existed.

So if you are kind, they will make sure that you never go unfed, never without warmth, and always find something sweet in your pockets. They are fond, these giants, of small things like us, young souls like ours. So if someone threatens harm to yours, the wrath of a monster that has experienced kindness will find them.

Source: goldenprairies

the moon is wild tonight.

if you take a walk in the forest tonight, please leave the vaguely human shape with blood all over their body alone. they’re old and strong and their ritual is important to keep the earth warm and trees rising. walk past, do not blink, and the birds will visit you in the morning.

if you sit alone tonight, please watch the stars as well. they may be small and weak as the lanterns by your house but light is light is light and they hold immense power. so nod at them and the fireflies will visit you in summer.

if you work magic tonight, please let it out of a window and into the icy night air. there may be wrath or mourning in your spells and I do not know if you scream because you were left by someone, because you never got something you went to war for, because you shiver from all the terrifying change gripping you. speak it out loud, make the dark listen, and the cats will follow your every way.

the moon is wild tonight, just like us.