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#at the feet of the sun
sanjerina · 3 months
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So the reason Hands of the Emperor/At the Feet of the Sun works is that it is fundamentally a queerplatonic whateverthefuck/romance between two traumatized middle-aged dudes who deeply deserve each other, in all of the ways that phrase can possibly mean — as eternal reward, as daily punishment, as earthly duty, as sacred right, as two goobers meant to goob along together because no one else can possibly be as Extra as either one of them, much less match their synergy*
And literally everyone in their lives goes from “what a remarkable/strange friendship” to “wow, these extra-ass goobers belong together for the safety of them and everyone else.” And I think that’s beautiful.
(*many come close to the Extra, which is why they stick around and become comparatively restful friends)
Anyway. These novels have a lot of wish-fulfillment feelings in them, but let’s not say that like it’s a bad thing.
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ruinconstellation · 3 months
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That was how people always talked about romantic, sexual love. As if that sort of love was necessarily better, greater, more, than friendship. As if being the greatest of friends was a step down.
Victoria Goddard, At The Feet of the Sun
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sleepyfey · 2 months
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Little Kip and Au’aua!
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piyo13sdoodles · 6 months
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part 2 of my at the feet of the sun-themes inktobers! part 1 is here. yes, there are two 17s because i screwed up my dates, it's fine, we're not worrying about it
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myriad-rainbows · 1 year
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Cliopher sayo Mdang:
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[image description: the "I bring a sort of X vibe to the Y" meme template—a photo of a black man looking out across the grassy shoulder of a highway, turned mostly away from the camera with a serene expression—with the text edited to say 'I bring a sort of "incremental yet inexorable shift towards socialism" Vibe to government of Zunidh that the entrenched aristocracy don't really like.' End I.D.]
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thecommongale · 8 months
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I don't want to talk about how important The Lays of the Hearth Fire are to me because that is too precious and huge to put into words. But if you are also reading these books and if they are also important to you I want you to know that I am holding your shoulders and touching foreheads with you
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dedeuteros · 28 days
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HOTE reading playlists!
I am picky about the ambiance I have on when reading- can't stand looking up "reading playlist" and finding noting but contemporary piano- so I spend some time maybe once a week cherry picking songs for my own background sounds.
So here is all four linked in one place for anyone else interested. These are my babies and are subject to change. I try to match overall tone and.. instrument? of each book, as well as some songs which are shoehorned in for particular scenes. Best played shuffled, don't be scared to skip what isn't quite to the beat of the scene.
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wrishwrosh · 1 year
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fitzroy angursell, poet laureate of zunidh
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starfollies · 27 days
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Boooook. Beeeeg booook.
Also, they aren’t the same dimensions. It is a bit maddening.
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lindsayraindrops · 2 years
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Love. Fealty. Bureaucracy. A secret wish for adventure.
In the sequel to THE HANDS OF THE EMPEROR, his Radiancy is away on his quest, and Cliopher is discovering there's more to life than work. SNEAK PEEK: read Chapter One now! Links below!
The long-awaited sequel to The Hands of the Emperor coming November 21st, preorder now!
At the Feet of the Sun is less than a month away !!! *-* SO MUCH new story!
Preorder now directly from the author to receive it on November 21st: https://www.victoriagoddard.ca/products/at-the-feet-of-the-sun
Read a sneak peek in the form of Chapter One: https://www.victoriagoddard.ca/blogs/news/at-the-feet-of-the-sun-preorder-update-and-chapter-one
And because it is glorious, let me just add the back cover text directly from the author’s blog:
AT THE FEET OF THE SUN (Lays of the Hearth-Fire #2)
Cliopher Mdang has been appointed Viceroy of Zunidh by his beloved Radiancy, the Last Emperor, who has now left him behind in the Palace to safeguard the world during his absence on a quest to find an appropriately magical heir. When he returns, he will abdicate, and Cliopher will at last retire, satisfied with having achieved most of his life's political goals--even if his long-suppressed personal dreams are starting to bubble up. (Surely he used to have hobbies besides running the government?) All he has to do is wait patiently for his lord's return... until adventure quite literally hits him from behind, and what was once safely hypothetical becomes intensely real. Cliopher has always followed the stars of his chosen course: the epic oral histories of his people, the poetry of the rebel poet Fitzroy Angursell, decades of devotion and service to his Radiancy... They were enough to change the world. But are they enough to guide Cliopher home?
Link to the tweets: https://twitter.com/_vgoddard/status/1583828559876919297?s=20&t=gVkpTwk1I9FM7CqETYbqWQ
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hermitknut · 4 days
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He could not. He was not Aurelius, whose magic stirred the sky. He was not Elonoa'a, who could hear the winds whisper of far islands. He was not Fitzroy fucking Angursell, who had written the best poem of an age. He was Cliopher Mdang, and he was not good enough.
At the Feet of the Sun, by Victoria Goddard
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dragoncharming · 1 year
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our Cliopher: I'm from a different world. You're surely seeing the magic of my Zunidh.
what other Artorin sees:
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sleepyfey · 2 months
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Sparks 🌟
A friend of mine wrote a story that I loved, and I finally managed to draw one of my favorite scenes from it 💜 You can read the amazing Tenebra, or The Crow here!
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piyo13sdoodles · 7 months
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first 10 days of inktober/drawtober! this year i decided to challenge myself by making the arbitrary rule that i can't use any pencil drafting of any kind--so all of this is drawn directly with marker (you cannot imagine my suffering. i hope, at least, that by the end of the month i will come out of this with a much better sense of how to draft quickly and get a good composition without having to erase too many times). i started with sharpie, and then switched to a sakura marker (2mm width) when the sharpie started to run out + i got a migraine from sharpie fumes, lol.
the theme i have given myself is at the feet of the sun, the book by victoria goddard. you can see the corresponding chapter written in the corner of each of these, if you want to follow along. since atfots has 77 chapters and october has 31 days, i am aiming to illustrate a scene approximately every 2-3 chapters!
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mistake-not · 1 year
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At the Feet of the Sun has consumed me.
Here’s a quick before and after of Fitzroy and Cliopher (I inexplicably draw right to left. Also lost most of the shading taking the photo)
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sockich · 1 year
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“Did you want to be buried there?”
Fitzroy shook his head convulsively. “No. I want to be cremated and my ashes scattered. You’ll see that done, if I die before you?”
“Of course,” Cliopher said, forbearing any protests or the grief that rose up in his throat at the mere thought. “Of course.”
“Of course,” Fitzroy repeated, not quite sarcastically, and stared, dry-eyed, at the bones of his distant relative. “I suppose you’d want to be taken to the Island of the Dead? Someone pointed it out—To lie with your ancestors? In the manner of your people?”
Cliopher was about to say of course, but there was a note in Fitzroy’s voice—
And he recalled the stories that the Sea-Witch sent her birds down to fetch the spirits of those lost at sea, to return them home.
The Sea-Witch had given him the garnet that still rattled in the efela the Grandmother (The Old Woman Who Lives in the Deeps, the in-gatherer of all life, in the end) had named Kiofa’a. Cliopher carried the mirimiri of Ani, to give to Vou’a to take to his fanoa. Vou’a was his great-uncle’s husband.
He would not be lost, though he did not follow the traditions of his people.
“If I die first,” he said, “cremate me and keep the ashes until—until—until they can be scattered with yours. So you can be free but you don’t have to be—alone—we can sail with the Ancestors together—”
Fitzroy said, “Kip.”
His voice was not the serene one, but fighting for equanimity.
“I will not be lost, and neither will you,” Cliopher replied fiercely. “The Sea-Witch likes me. The Old Woman Who Lives in the Deeps likes me. Your ancestors have not forgotten you.”
—At the Feet of the Sun by Victoria Goddard
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