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random ramblings that a pair of Christian siblings wanted to share with the world before we forgot them, plus about 50% reblogs. Always clean (edited versions of others' posts are tagged under #abridged to avoid profanity), mostly fandom related posts. Fandoms include a bunch of classics, sci-fi shows, and fantasy novels such as: Narnia, Tolkien, Marvel, Doctor Who, musicals, Cosmere, Star Wars & Trek.
we all know and love dog coded characters but what about their cousin, falcon coded characters. characters whose loyalty is fierce, but more distant, less physically affectionate, an unspoken but mutually understood bond. whose devotion to you is a language that only the two of you understand. whose fearsome appearance never lets you forget the privilege you hold in having earned that devotion. who require careful handling and patience to bond with, so you don't slip and cut yourself on their sharp edges. whose trust is given after you place yours in them, not before. whose dependence on you is less apparent but no less real. whose power is only equal to their fragility. who can easily leave your side, but will always return when you hold out your hand and call them home.
Just like for the City Between series, I'm posting the best of our texts back and forth as we read through the Worlds Behind series.
All Creatures Great and Small S3E10
"should not have been made to study murder: he should have been put in charge of Small Things. He would have bonded with all of them instantly, and it would have given his life Meaning and Purpose."
Okay, okay. But when you get right down go it, Edmund is just one person. He's not the whole of humanity (or Narnia-anity, as the case may be) - he's just one guy who committed a crime and whose life is therefore forfeit. Aslan takes his place in a direct, one-to-one swap: guilty for innocent. In the process he atones for all sin, but Edmund's the one whose life is being directly saved. The executioner lets him go.
[ID: the xkcd comic "Average Familiarity." It has been edited to read "Davy Crockett and Annie Oakley lore is second nature to us two siblings, so it's easy to forget that the average person probably only knows she was in Buffalo Bill's show and one or two things about the Alamo." "And the song, of course." "Of course." Captioned: Even when they're trying to compensate for it, children of experts in anything wildly overestimate the average person's familiarity with their parent's hobby. End ID.]
And now, let us sing the traditional Leap Day carol.
For some ridiculous reason, to which, however, I’ve no desire to be disloyal,
Some person in authority, I don’t know who, very likely the Astronomer Royal,
Has decided that, although for such a beastly month as February, twenty-eight days as a rule are plenty,
One year in every four his days shall be reckoned as nine and twenty.
Through some singular coincidence – I shouldn’t be surprised if it were owing to the agency of an ill-natured fairy –
You are the victim of this clumsy arrangement, having been born in leap-year, on the twenty-ninth of February;
And so, by a simple arithmetical process, you’ll easily discover,
That though you’ve lived twenty-one years, yet, if we go by birthdays, you’re only five and a little bit over!