a game rout (day 147)
(eric newman-mitchell in my beautiful texas on fb)
"From time to time the perspective flips, and I catch myself thinking that it’s not this that feels so strange, but everything that came before." --@svenbirkerts
death into this house
they seem hell-bent on bringing
deserts fit for drowning
pursue our running footprints
no isle of peace allowed
no precious thing unbroken
carrion for the falcon
& cage his fast abode
Short video on Tolkien's languages.
"Disregarding the moon-powder, the coals of starfire, the jellies made from the brains of gorgons, the ichor of salamanders, the dust of lethal fungi, the marrow of sphinxes, and other equally quaint and pernicious matters, the magician soon found the essences that he required." --@KlarkashT
(lanny quarles on fb)
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