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zuala-bear · 10 months
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So- im finally able to play this one game-and did that one quest-
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Marvels of Norzelia, Vol. 14
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I happened upon that village by mistake while lost in my travels.
When I saw that everyone’s hair was the color of roses. I realized that I must be in the Rosellan village. I had thought it to be a mere rumor until then.
At first, they were wary of me—no doubt because I was an outsider—but when they learned that I had been wandering the wilderness for days and was moments from collapse, I was immediately welcomed into their midst. They even prepared a bed and hot meal for me.
I stayed in that village for a brief spell and eventually befriended the Roselle therein.
I am not a follower of the Goddess, but I know Her Teachings claim the Roselle tried to seize the realm’s salt as their own. As such, I held a regrettably bad opinion of the Roselle, despite never having met them... But those villagers were kind and proud. They welcomed a complete stranger like myself with open arms. I fell absolutely ashamed of my rash assumptions.
I won’t reveal the location of their village nor the identity of its occupants.
I do not intend to criticize the Goddess or Her followers, but at the same time, I do not believe that the Roselle should be unilaterally condemned as sinners.
I pray that a day comes when the Goddess’s faithful and the Roselle can live together in peace in our fine realm, and Norzelia will be all the better for it.
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tristrattournament · 11 months
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kammieceleek · 4 months
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Episode 4 thoughts
I haven't been posting about the episodes because I didn't feel a need to with the first three.
This, though?
Thank Miss Athena for this one, because Owl-Eyes PISSED ME THE HELL OFF with that little petty stunt.
I am well aware that Athena is petty in mythology. Hell, she's even petty in Percy Jackson (see every instance here she discusses Percabeth and how she doesn't approve of the Son of Poseidon). Yes, I am aware of all of this.
She...
Oh, gods, help me.
SHE SENT THE FUCKING *CHIMERA* AFTER HER DAUGHTER, LETTING IT INTO HER *OWN TEMPLE*, TO PUNISH ANNABETH FOR NOT STOPPING PERCY'S IMPERTINENCE.
ANNABETH. HER PRIDE AND JOY. THE MOST FORMIDDABLE DEMIGOD ALIVE WHO WILL ONE DAY ACHIEVE A QUEST THAT NO CHILD OF ATHENA HAS COMPLETED IN *TWO THOUSAND YEARS*. SHE PUNISHED HER FOR SOMETHING *HER FRIEND DID*.
This shouldn't make me as mad as it does, but I'm someone who proudly declared Athena my favorite goddess when I was in middle school (before I read PJO) and kept her as my favorite for a very long time. She has toppled a very long way from that throne in my heart and Miss Ma'am, you had *better* make it up to your baby girl or I will be throwing these dam hands.
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thestars-aremycanvas · 5 months
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I’m drawn to this portion from the last chapter of The Holy Book of Women’s Mysteries (Z, Budapest) and with a quick google I can’t find much on a sun goddess named Lucina. Does anyone have any information to confirm her existance or not?
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morethansalad · 8 months
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Green Goddess Wraps (Vegan)
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laylaslibrary · 11 months
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" The sea is the element of love. The Greeks say so. Aphrodite emerged from the water."
-Oncle Jean"Yanco" Varda 
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willisnotmental · 1 month
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i’m going to get on my knees for cate blanchetts characters (mostly lydia, lilith, carol, and hela, BUT STILL ALL OF THEM)
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rimurutempest · 6 months
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hey so, guess who just found secret, not-so-secret, lesbians galpals hiding in Irish mythology while he was looking for cool names for ocs 👀
Bodhmall & Liath Luachra were Fionn's(mac Cumhaill) childhood foster mothers in the Fenian Cycle.
(& also just badass warriors in their own right, living together in the forest of Sliabh Bladhma; Bodhmall, specifically, was a druidess.)
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Gale: Wyll's plight just reminds me to not take the path of a warlock. Me: ............. Me: -eyeballing the marks of the orb in his chest- Me: ..... yeah okay whatever helps you sleep at night.
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valya-dudycz-lupescu · 8 months
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Bread & Salt
Today is the 32nd anniversary of Ukrainian Independence. It is also day 546 since Russia began its war in Ukraine. On August 24, 1991, Ukraine regained its independence from the Soviet Union. The day is a powerful reminder of Ukrainian democracy and self-rule, and we celebrate the courage and bravery of the Ukrainian people.
Last week, at the Parliament of the World's Religions, I participated in a ritual performance that featured goddesses from around the world offering messages to the audience, each one wearing a beautiful mask hand-made by artist Lauren Raine.
Each of us was tasked with writing something that spoke to the challenges we see around the planet: pollution, starvation, inequality, war.
It was my honor to wear a mask of the goddess Lada, as well as my embroidered folk costume from Ukraine. I carried bread and salt on top of an embroidered rushnyk, in a traditional greeting.
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In Ukraine, bread and salt are offered as a sacred tradition, incorporated into celebrations that include weddings, funerals, and holidays. I asked my aunt Katia Hrynewycz, who is a baker and the owner of Chicago Cake Art, to bake a special circular bread (korovai) that could be used in the performance and then shared with the audience.
There are so many ancient ideas and stories tied to bread in Ukrainian culture: The grain is symbolic of prosperity and fertility, the circle a symbol of eternity and community, the salt exemplifies wealth and also protection. The bread may be adorned with trees, braids, birds, and more, depending on the occasion. As is the case with Ukrainian pysanky and embroidery, every object that adorns Ukrainian bread is symbolic of a blessing or intention for the people who will receive it.
On Ukrainian Independence Day, I wanted to share Lada's message:
Lada's Message We come to the threshold with bread and salt, our greeting since before maps and borders. We say Vitayemo to welcome guests and offer communion with treasures of the rich black soil we call chornozem: grains we grind to bake this holiness, salt precious and pulled from the ground, to preserve, to give life flavor. Everything we have loved and grown and lost and buried, is in that black earth. When we say Vitayemo, we are inviting you into our home and into our story, with wheat grown from the heart of our Mother, and salt from her seas and stones, We are sharing a part of ourselves, a part of our ancestors, our roots deep in that fertile soil. When we say Vitayemo, we are telling you that we see you. and we will remember the way you receive our gifts: Will you show gratitude? Will you take nothing more than what was offered? Will you share something of yourself? Will you leave the space better than when you entered? We are living the legacy of betrayal— what happens to bread and salt when all is blood and butchering? When we say Vitayemo, we enter into relationship— I am saying that I am open to you. Can you feel the opening of my heart? Do you see the ripping open of my heart? Will you watch the bleeding of all who are held in my heart? How will you cross the threshold? ~Valya Dudycz Lupescu
Слава Україні!  Героям слава!
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Marvels of Norzelia, Vol. 12
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There is no sight in the realm as impressive as the Hyzantian capital. After braving the vast desert, the first thing a visitor to this great city sees is a wall so huge, it does not look like it could have been made by human hands: the Goddess’s Shield.
Pass through the gate and you will emerge into a thriving metropolis of believers. Just beyond the streets lies the huge, calm waters of the Source. Unbelievable as it may seem, the city and the wall encircle the entirety of the great lake where all of Norzelia’s salt originates.
In the center of the lake towers a mountainlike statue of the Goddess, an enduring symbol of the Holy State’s faith. Indeed, after beholding how Hyzante could not only survive in the middle of an inhospitable desert, but thrive, even an unbeliever such as myself started to think that statue might actually be the Goddess incarnate.
In the palace in the city’s center lives the hierophant, who they say hears the voice of the Goddess of Salt Herself. I imagine such a voice would be just as majestic and calm as the city She watches over.
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bridgetisthemom · 5 days
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gatorinator · 1 month
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I miss her (Avacado) (in my lunch salad) (the avacadoes I bought yesterday were not ripe enough to put in my salad) (even though I stuck them in a brown bag with bananas) (I eat the same salad for lunch every day and have for four years) (but there is no Avacado today) (it’s lack is glaring) (too much tomato. not enough creaminess) but alas. Life goes on (I have class in an hour)
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vsslxo · 3 months
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Her Fire Still Burns
Tiamat, Fiery Mother Dragon, Goddess of Creation, we love and honor you.
Happy year of the Dragon.
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morethansalad · 2 months
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White Bean Green Goddess Dip (Vegan)
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