Okay SO!
This is the first time I'm doing something like this. But brainrot is real, fandom is super active and supportive right now and I couldn't rest until I did.
This was a song that I wrote and composed for an entirely different project in college. And it didn't take off really.
Esp with season 2 and being back on Tumblr. I couldn't help but think
CROWLEY AND AZIRAPHALE!!!!
I wanted to post an MV but I sadly do not have the time for that in between studies, might do it later.
But I wanted to share the song, because I wanted to contribute to all the great art going on here.
So I brushed it up and re-recorded a bit.
It's an end credits song so super short
Thank you fandom for letting me have the courage to post my wok for the first time ever <3. If ya'll have suggestions/ criticisms I would love to hear.
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make your choice
Digory didn’t think much on making choices. The whole world would be over when his mother died anyhow.
Of course, this didn’t keep him from being curious or adventurous. It was exciting to meet new people, exciting to go exploring and to speculate about whatever mischief his Uncle Andrew was up to. Being a lively young boy was perhaps the best distraction from being a boy about to lose his mother.
Going after Polly was so obviously right that it might as well not have been a choice at all. What else could he do? It was easy to be righteous in the face of an evil old magician who said things like "Ours is a high and lonely destiny."
Yet once they were there in that rich, in-between place, with all the worlds there were splayed out before them— ((Make your choice, adventurous stranger)) Well. What sort of lively young boy would he be if he turned back now?
Digory could feel the bell’s magic ((strike the bell and bide the danger)) beginning to work on him. There was no use in resisting. He felt tendrils of magic sinking deep beneath his skin, laying claim to any free will he’d ever had. He said as much to Polly, but she wasn’t listening.
Polly said ((or wonder till it drives you mad)) that he looked exactly like his uncle when he said that.
Jadis’s whole world had ended. Everyone had died, and she’d just gone to sleep. She might have stayed sleeping forever if he hadn’t woken her. Sitting outside his mother’s sickroom, Digory wondered ((what would have followed if you had)) if that was really so shocking. Hadn’t he been preparing for just such an end? Were Charn and Mabel Kirke so different?
Narnia was not an end. It was a beginning.
And face to face with the Lion, Digory was forced to admit that the bell had not been magic. Nothing had caused him to strike it. Make your choice, the writing had said. Digory had chosen.
I’ve spoiled everything. There’s no chance of getting anything for mother now.
The enormous Lion asked him, "Son of Adam, are you ready to undo the wrong that you have done?" and Digory sputtered his maybes.
"I asked, are you ready?" the Lion said again.
At that very moment, an ultimatum flashed through Digory’s mind. If I salvage your beginning, will you prevent my end? If make amends, will you save my mother? He thought of refusing, of holding his choice hostage until his future was secure. Could the Lion be bargained with? Could Digory twist his arm, as he'd twisted Polly's?
But what Digory said was, "Yes."
Jadis conjured such lovely visions of the future. His mother's face would lose its gray sheen and she would say, Why, I'm beginning to feel stronger. There would be no more morphia, no more of the terrible drawn look about her when she slept. She would rise from her sickbed, vibrant and whole ((Come in by the gold gates or not at all)) rise and walk to the door and fling it open and then Digory would go running into her arms.
He gasped as though he'd been mortally wounded. Perhaps he had been in a way. After all, had the gate not said ((take my fruit for others or forbear))?
Jadis ((for those who steal and those who climb my wall)) called Digory the Lion's slave. Years later, he would think back over all that those words implied. The Witch seemed to think that Digory had no will, if he was willing to subordinate himself to Aslan.
But was it not Aslan who made Digory realize his own culpability ((shall find their heart's desire and find despair)), and in the same breath gave him a way to repair it? Had not Aslan given his will back to him?
And at the foot of the tree, Aslan gave Digory his future back as well.
He was old, but now he is young again, watching as the stars fall headlong across the black of the world-that-was. The world is ending at last, but Digory does not fear such things any longer.
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Random question! So we all love and adore Rolan. But which of the origin character’s romances are your favorite?
i am a gale girly through and through. i was on the gale train long before i realised rolan existed. i love rolan, but gale is my beloved.
listen. listen. i want him to infodump about magic to me. and then i want him to play the piano in his tower while i tell him about all the musical techniques he's using that he doesn't even realise he knows. i wanna play him a song and give him an in depth analysis of the interaction between the lyrics and instrumentation and for him to go "thats so interesting, my love! it reminds me of the interaction between somatic and verbal components! you see-"
he's just so sweet and funny and sarcastic. the ideal man.
also my irl partner looks like gale which is probably also a factor. i just love nerdy men with beards and kind souls.
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◇ 48'nd Day of Productivity ◇
17/04/2024
To Do List:-
□ Write Notes for Psychology.
□ Watch some videos for Physics.
□ Try to read some portions in Chemistry.
Remarks:-
Guess who was napping all day? 🥲
Movie of the Day:-
Watched 'Magnolia' yesterday. Truly experimental. I don't think it is for everyone but I loved it!
Song of the Day:-
Definitely included with songs which are too dangerous to drive listening to.
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[Image description: A digital painting of Juliet Capulet from the film Romeo + Juliet. She's looking upwards while pointing the "dagger" pistol towards her head. Her eyes and cheeks are wet with tears. Her mouth is set in a line. Below her, over a panel of red, it says "o' happy dagger!" in a white font. The colours used for the piece are quite warm, giving the piece a sunny feel. The painting is comprised of colour blocking and hatching.]
Inktober - Day 15 (Dagger)
Film - Romeo + Juliet (Baz Luhrmann, 1996)
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