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The Temple of Life and Death
Buildings are so lifeless. Wood is dead, but stone was never alive in the first place. Buildings are dark and must be lit artificially unless one wants to pay for expensively large windows, specially engineered not to break under storm’s wind. Buildings are kept clean. Dirt is frowned upon. Insects are pests. Any animals uninvited are intruders who may be killed. Plants are kept in neat and tidy pots that limit their growth for lack of space.
Buildings cannot be a temple for Life and Death.
Worshipers gather around a clearing full of plants and covered in fallen leaves. Surrounding them is life, growing and consuming. Beneath them is death, decomposing and feeding. Death leads to life as life leads to death. The never-ending cycle of reality that shall continue long past any mortal’s imagination. Plants grow beside them. In their roots and bark and leaves, creatures live: scurring, biting, birthing. The plants grow and their leaves die and the ground is covered in their corpses. The leaves decay into dirt. Within the leaves live beetles and worms and all kinds of insects that aid in their decay. They grow and live and birth upon death and the cycle continues. The bird eats the worm, the bird feeds the wolf, the wolf feeds the tree, the tree feeds the worm. Again and again, life consumes life and death begets death. The holy cycle continues forever.
A temple to Life and Death starts as a clearing. A priest directs the construction of the temple. It is a community activity involving all attendees. They bend the young trees to form arches and doorways. They are careful not to damage the plants. Children run underfoot, weaving crowns and baskets out of flowers and reeds. Some try to help, tying long grasses to the base of a tree in a messy knot. Parents laugh at the adorable sight. The temple is not made in one lifetime, nor two. The temple has been alive and growing for thousands of years. Millions of families have dedicated their lives to it and thousands of plants have been woven into it. Where once it was simply trees and dirt, it is now a towering figure full of wood windows that let in pillars of light. There are floors of live tree wood and bridges of growing vines. The temple is not a building, but a living creature, an ecosystem, alive and dead and growing.
Light shines through the leaves, speckling the ground with green-yellow light. Each layer is full of open spaces, each floor designed to allow light to pass from one floor to the next. The center of a temple is an open column of air. Laying down within it allows one to gaze at the sky, where woven fences and tree crowns frame their vision.
The temple is full of life. Animals come in and out, birthing, killing, and dying. There are no doors, there are no windows. Only arches to the world.  
Each floor is covered in dirt from aeons of decay. Leaves and insects layer the floors. When it rains, rivulets of water trickle down through its many cracks, making small rivers that wet each floor. New growth drinks from these rivers and the cycle continues.
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nosongunsung11 · 7 months
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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic
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clay-pidgeon · 7 months
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im of the personal opinion you can be in a romantic relationship platonically. this makes sense to me and thats what matters
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spooksier · 1 year
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me when the emotionally repressed character is revealed to have had something happen in their childhood that was completely out of their control but changed them in a way they can never come back from
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plasmagiiica · 8 months
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i love GAY DIVORCE, i love having trust broken and the honeymoon phase gets broken abruptly (bonus if its only for one person!) i love when the rose glasses get knocked askew and it only covers one eye! i love when things get complicated and they have to take a break, meditate on it, come back as different ppl and communicate their way back into each others hearts!! i want to see the full spectrum of emotions, the ups AND the downs, not enough gay stories with it all
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Was practicing poses but it turned into a desperate beg for certain demon cat to not kill him
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lelelego · 1 year
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ain’t that a kick in the head
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metanarrates · 1 year
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she's MIDDLE AGED she's DIVORCED she hits people with GIANT HAMMERS she has a WEIRD RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD she HAS A SQUAD OF SILLY GUYS she's tormented by HORRORS BEYOND HER UNDERSTANDING and most importantly shes BUTCH. i didn't say a name but she popped into your head didn't she
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yeehawpim · 5 months
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Beedle & Goodfellow
Goodfellow is a warforged barbarian dnd character I want to use if I ever get to play someday. Figured I'd draw his backstory even if I never do 😊
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wall-e-gorl · 1 year
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Reblog after voting please!
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lylahammar · 6 months
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Zorella, the centaur pop queen ✨
Thank you to everyone who helped me by voting on her final design in the poll from last week! I'm so so so happy with how she turned out 🥰
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qrowscant-art · 1 year
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When a house is both hungry and awake, every room becomes a mouth. 
(poem is “ash”, by tracy k. smith)
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choccy-milky · 23 days
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MC doing what we all wished we could do (aka napping on the floor with ominis )😴💕
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voltaical-art · 3 months
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im in agony. a little self indulgent but I think wyll deserves to be told he's loved and have a small breakdown about it
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nill-from-nileve-nevy · 2 months
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The scene that made me see red:
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Me at the height of my anger:
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Me when I calmed down and came back to my senses:
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I hope this was painful, Prego.
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artpepkin · 1 month
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Job interviews amirite?
Nym belongs to me
Nightmare belongs to Jokublog
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