[Text ID: Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass.
So I really love 00q as a pairing - when done right it's absolute perfection. After reading Oh Mercy I Implore, I knew I had to bind it.
This is the third book of binderary for me - I still have 10 more books to go!
More photos under the cut.
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149,791 words || 475 pages
Body text: Liberation Serif, 11 points
Titling/chapter font: Bestaline Sans
I've been meaning to outline my design process for how I decide to do books which I'll probably outline in another post.
Cover done in Neenah Illusio Laser in Cambric, headbands done in 2 colour silk, stitchery on spine using dark gold linen thread, and completed with Cricut Gold Foil HTV.
Next up for me is finishing the Hannibal bind - a bit of snafu with buying precut bookboard in the wrong direction means I have quarto books in my future.
-Coughing up blood. The good ol’ “cough into your hand and pull it back to see blood” also never gets old.
-Headaches. You keep fighting as your head pounds, desperately telling you to take a break. At first they fade within minutes when you stop using magic, but overtime, they become chronic.
-Fatigue. After a big battle, you stand triumphant, and then just fall asleep on the spot.
-In a similar vein, overuse causing you to straight up faint rather than just fall asleep. Darkness begins to overtake your vision in the middle of battle, unconsciousness abruptly looming over you.
-Any of the side effects happening to another person. Maybe two close characters are connected, and whatever side effects character A would normally endure are transferred to character B. When A uses a blast of magic B screams loudly because holy shit that hurt.
-Magic gradually deteriorating your mind. Using it too much eventually caused hallucinations and an inability to retain memories, or even larger scale memory loss.
Feel free to add more, I’m looking for some to steal
"I don't think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love."
Image description: the nude figure of post magical transformation Yennefer is standing hunched over with blood pouring out of her mouth dripping down over her hands. You can also see her wrist scars from when she tried to kill herself. Red dotted lines overlay her figure that show her pre-magic transformation. Red scissors begin each of the red dotted lines.
no one wants to hear it but love is earned after the initial infatuation. commitment is something u both mutually agree to and then from there it’s work. it’s not work like it’s a chore it’s jus work like it takes effort. to get good at these things takes practice. it takes practice to learn to communicate better and it takes practice to learn to love each other in the ways u need to be loved.
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