#odysseus gambit

[eridanidreams]

Fiction Friday

This past week has been kind of crazy for me, but I do have something I can post. This one's a quiet moment in a future arc for Adam and Sloane...

Sloane came out of the bathroom, vigorously toweling her hair, as Adam came through the door. His eyes widened a little at the sight of her in her sports bra. “Hey,” she said, managing a reasonably normal tone, determined to ignore any potential awkwardness. “Give me just a minute.” Her hair was dry enough, so she pivoted to toss the towel back into the bathroom.

Behind her, Adam inhaled sharply and growled, “Who did that to you?”

“What?” She looked back at him, confused.

“Your back. Who did that?” He sounded angrier with every word, and Sloane finally realized what he was talking about. There was that one particular scar—

“Easy,” she said calmly, and turned to face him; he was flexing his hands, like he wanted to punch someone. “It’s not what you think.”

“Oh, really? Because I think someone put out about half a dozen cigarettes on you,” he retorted.

“Nope,” she said, trying to stay calm. “Honest. Nothing like that—though now that I think about it, it is my first ‘no shit, there I was’ story.” She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring smile.

“Sloane—” His voice was full of exasperation, although his eyes were sad. Had he only now realized what the various scars on her skin meant? Was he re-thinking what he’d said last night? She should have been relieved at the thought; instead, she was disappointed.

“They’re just scars, Adam,” she said, matter-of-factly, pulling her t-shirt over her head. “They didn’t kill me. Obviously.” He’d been staring at the line that ran from the point of her right hip to just under her left breast, the one that was still faintly pink; he jerked his eyes up to hers as she tugged the shirt down. “Chechnya,” she answered his unspoken question. “I’d rather not talk about that one. If you have coffee, though, I’ll tell you about the burn scar.”

He did not, in fact, have coffee in his room, but it was a short walk to a café that did. She wondered if it was a mistake to reveal herself to him; this was a story she’d told to a very select group, all of them fellow medics. She wasn’t sure how Adam would take it, but she’d promised.

Sloane turned the coffee cup around in her hands. As a drink, it was decidedly inferior; as something to do with her hands, it served perfectly. “I was halfway through medic training when the Vilama caldera blew in ’14.” Adam’s eyebrows arched in surprise. “The Army was part of the disaster relief mobilization. They stripped everyone that had a medical MOS and wasn’t on critical duty elsewhere—Walter Reed, BAMC, even us trainees at Bragg—and sent us down there.”

“All I know is what I saw on the news,” he said. “It looked terrible.”

“It was.” The experience was branded into her memory. “The stink—you wouldn’t believe the stink. Sulfur, mostly. Charred pork, from all the burns—it was a year before I could even think about eating bacon again. And rot—burns went septic like you wouldn’t believe. There was a lot of gangrene. We couldn’t keep sterile conditions—the ash got everywhere. If you tried to shower it off, it turned into this gritty slime. We had to change out dust masks three times a day. The color was leached out of everything; even our clothes turned grey. And quiet. Everything for a hundred square miles was dead. No birds. No insects. No trees or plants. It may not have been hell, but you could damn sure see it from there.” She sipped at her coffee; it hadn’t improved. “A few days in, the volcanologists said the magma had diverted unexpectedly and was going to vent in one of the clear zones, so they sent four of us—me, my squadmate, and a couple from Médecins Sans Frontières that knew the area—to evac the nearby village.

“Either the science guys were wrong or we were too slow, ‘cause one minute we were getting the last few stragglers, the next...” She shook her head. “The temperature jumped thirty degrees in just a few seconds. The wind kicked up hard; my skin got all dry and tight—like right before a sunburn. And the ground… you never know how much you expect the ground to be stable and reliable until it isn’t.” She put her cup down with a clink. “So there I was, a month shy of my nineteenth birthday, green as grass, in the middle of a fucking volcanic eruption.”

Adam’s hand wrapped around her wrist and gave it a brief, gently supportive squeeze. Oddly—she didn’t usually invite physical contact—it helped. “What did you do?”

“We ran.” Sloane said simply. “All the smoke and ash pouring into the air, was like the sun went out. We could barely see, barely breathe, even through the masks. And if that had been all, we’d have made it out easy. But these things started landing around us. Lava bombs. Same color as the sky; you couldn’t see them until they hit, and then it was nothing but red.” She took a deep breath. “My squadmate was helping one of the MSF doctors, she was having trouble. Lava bomb caught them both right in the head. Splashed all over her husband—arms, chest, face. I got lucky; just caught a little backsplash.” She shrugged the shoulder in question.

Adam sounded horrified. “That’s from lava?”

“About a thousand degrees Celsius,” she confirmed. “Would have burned to the bone if I hadn’t ripped my shirt off fast.” She rubbed her hand down her face. “Not much more to tell. The doc was still breathing, and we were dead if we stayed, so I grabbed him and hauled ass to where we’d left the jeep. It lasted long enough to get us out of the red zone, and I called for a medevac.” She finished off the coffee just for the welcome hit of caffeine. “He got sent off to one of the big hospitals in Buenos Aires, and I got a hydrogel patch and some spray-on sealant and went back to doing field amputations and burn treatments.” She looked up at Adam. “Lot of firsts there.”

“Like what?” He looked genuinely curious.

Sloane started listing them on her fingers. “First time I thought I was going to die. Hell, first time I really, truly understood that I could die. I’d never been that scared.” It was strange—she usually remembered only the grim determination to escape, to live—but telling Adam the story today, the remembered fear was vivid in her mind. “First decoration for valor; not that I think I deserved it, but someone did.” She sighed. “First time I had to make the choice to save myself or take the risk and save someone else.”

“If the guy’s injuries were that bad,” Adam said in a thoughtful tone, “no one would have blamed you for just getting yourself out.” She could see the warmth of a not-quite-smile in his eyes. “Probably why someone thought you deserved the medal.”

“I would have blamed me,” she said with a sigh. “I couldn’t blame myself for getting the others out, but I knew I could get the doc out as long as we didn’t get hit again.” She spread both hands open. “And that’s it. I don’t tell that story often.” She smiled, a little wryly. “Most ‘no shit there I was’ stories end in ‘and that’s how my badassery saved the day’. This is more ‘there but for the grace of God go I’.”

“So why tell me?” He tilted his head in inquiry.

“You asked.”

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[bedlamsbard]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @thatgirlnevershutsup

How many works do you have on AO3? 42, but a lot of those are podfic that has me as co-author -- 33 not counting podfic.

What's your total AO3 word count? normal amount. 1,710,483

What fandoms do you write for? I am serially monofannish. Right now I only write for the MCU, but before that my main fandom for YEARS was Star Wars, then prior to that Narnia (most of my Narnia fic isn't on AO3). There are a few stray other fandoms on there.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Immutable, or, 5 Times Obi-Wan Kenobi Compromised His Jedi Ethics for Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars, 5907), Wake the Storm (Star Wars, 5163), Queen's Gambit (Star Wars, 2632), On the Edge of the Devil's Backbone (Star Wars Rebels, 1839), On Yonder Hill (MCU, 1656). yes I'm aware that there is an enormous drop-off between Wake and Gambit lol, but I'm very glad one of my Marvel fics snuck in there.

Do you respond to comments? No, I have a policy about not replying to comments unless I get a direct question.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Almost definitely Gambit, since it ends on a cliffhanger with the main trio separated in another universe, Rex left behind in the Gambitverse, and the Gambitverse a mess. Made more angsty by the fact that I refuse to touch that series ever again.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? I'm going to go with On Yonder Hill. It ends with a party! Thor and Loki and the Avengers (except Wanda) are happy! I forcibly strangled my automatic reflex to set up a sequel like six times while writing it.

Do you get hate on fics? HA HA HA HA yes.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? If you are very lucky you will get one semi-explicit sex scene from me every few years. I'm not very good at writing smut and I tend to get bored writing it, which is why I don't do it very often.

Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Not recently because I'm not really that interested in them, but I have in the past. I once wrote Susan Pevensie/Willy Wonka, which is probably up there.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? uh, maybe, but I don't think so.

Have you ever had a fic translated? I've had a lot of requests, but I don't think I've ever said yes.

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, in the past. I'm very unlikely to ever do so again due to Some Trauma.

What’s your all time favorite ship? Odysseus/Penelope but if you meant, like, in a fannish sense, probably Kanan/Hera.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I'd love to finish Dust in the Air, my big Narnia TLB AU, but I'd have to completely rewrite it because I'm such a different writer now than I was when I was still working on it.

What are your writing strengths? I'm very good at plot, I'm probably one of the best action writers in fandom, I'm great worldbuilding, and I like to think I'm pretty decent at character voice and dialogue.

What are your writing weaknesses? I don't do brevity and I get bored writing sex scenes. I cannot write a one-shot. I do not remember the last time I wrote a story under 50K.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I wouldn't do extended dialogue (because I don't speak any other languages well enough to be comfortable doing so), but there are words and the occasional sentence in there.

First fandom you wrote for? well, it was before I knew what fandom was, but it was either The Mummy or The 10th Kingdom

Favorite fic you’ve written? I really loved The Horizon Line, but usually the answer is whatever I'm working on now.

I don't tag people so go for if you want!

#meme response #your girl

[fluffmugger]

Weird hill to die on but I will (and in one case actually have) physically throw down over people talking shit about the Trojans, specifically their reaction to Odysseus’ horse gambit no bradleighgh it wasn’t fucking big enough to hold the entire greek army, and you couldn't even handle a two week covid lockdown don’t you go throwing any fucking stones at how an entire city would react to an invading army fucking off in defeat after a bloody ten year siege.

[lesfeldickbiblestudy]

  Through the Bible with Les Feldick LESSON 2 * PART 2 * BOOK 68 BUT WHEN - THE FULLNESS OF THE TIME – PART 2 Galatians 4:4; Galatians 4:9; Ephesians 2:4 Again, we’re glad to have everybody back.  I see you’ve all gotten your coffee, and we’re ready to hit another “But Now.”  This one is in Galatians chapter 4 verse 9. Again, we’re just an informal Bible study.  My only hope is to help people to study the Word on their own.  You don’t have to just sit there and fold your arms and listen to me or listen to some preacher.  Get into the Book, because after all this is where your spiritual food lies.  I had someone call yesterday, and she said, “I’ve been a believer for 17 years and off and on I’ll try to read my Bible.  I didn’t understand it.  I would just lay it aside.  But I caught your program a few weeks ago, and now I’m learning how to study.”  Well, that’s the best news I could ever hear.  So, that’s the whole premise for our teaching. It is to show you how to take the Word and compare Scripture with Scripture, because the cults build all their false doctrines on isolated verses.  But we want to use the whole Book cover to cover, because it all fits.  It all dovetails together. All right, Galatians chapter 4 going on a little further down the page to verse 8 where Paul writes: Galatians 4:8-9a “Howbeit then, when ye knew not God, ye did service unto them who by nature are no gods. 9. But now,…”  All right, what’s the “But Now?”  After you’ve become a believer. Now, I always have to back up and give the historical backdrop.  Before these people became Christians, or believers, what were they?  Pagans.  Idolaters.  Gentiles.   Galatia is up there in Central Turkey. Like all the rest of Paul’s churches and audiences, it was predominately Gentile.  There might have been a sprinkling of Jews, but it’s mostly Gentile, and they were pagan.  They were idolaters.  They followed all the gods and goddesses and all the immoral and stupid ramifications of it. You know, I can’t help but use the word, because I remember when I was reading the book by Homer, years and years ago. The whole thing is just saturated with how these sailors, including Odysseus, were all hung up on the control of the gods and goddesses.  Everything, the winds that blew and the ocean and the enemy of warfare, was all resting on their gods and goddesses.   Well, that’s the kind of people Paul dealt with.  The same thing.  They had no moral standard.  They had no understanding of a One True God.  They were steeped in all the foolishness of gods and goddesses, with an idol to that god, an idol to that female god and so forth.  All right, so this is what Paul is saying here in verse 8 - “back when you knew not the God of Scripture, the God of Israel.”  All they knew were gods and goddesses of mythology. Galatians 4:8a “Howbeit then, when ye knew not God, ye did service unto them…”  My goodness, do you have any idea how the pagan worshipped?  Why, sacrifices after sacrifices if they could afford it. I think I shared this on the program several months ago. You know I love history.  So, while I was going through my hip replacement recuperation, I did a lot of sitting and reading. I read the whole gambit of Alexander the Great.  All the way from when he began to when he finally died at the age of 33.   I was just flabbergasted at how that young man was constantly sacrificing animals to his gods and goddesses.  If he was ready for battle, he would sacrifice 200-300 of them!  Unbelievable!  Now, that was the mentality, then, of these people that Paul brought into the faith of Christ. So, you have to get an understanding of that.  They were slaves to their religion.  They were constantly making offerings and oblations and everything to their idols.  Whether it was on a high hill, or whether it was in a grove, or whether it was in their house, they were always worshipping some idol.  All right, so he says: Galatians 4:8b “…ye did service unto them which by nature are no gods.

” They’re just wood and stone.  They’re figments of somebody’s imagination.  A sorry state of affairs, isn’t it?  Yet the world isn’t all that much different even today.  Now, I hate to say it, but it’s the truth.   Now then verse 9, that’s the crux of the thing. Galatians 4:9a “But now, (Since you’ve become a believer.  Since you’ve come out of all that false worship and--) after that ye have known (the one true) God, (as a result of trusting Paul’s Gospel) or rather are known of God,...” You know what I like about that?  When we become a believer, we not only know God, but what?  God knows us! He knows us in a way intrinsically different than He knows the rest of the world.  In His omniscience, sure, He’s aware of everybody.  But when we become a believer, we are intrinsically His!  He knows all about us.  He knows our yesterday.  He knows our today.  He knows our tomorrow.  All right that’s what Paul is trying to show these people, that here as believers now, not only do they know the right and true God, but God knows them.  Now then he says: Galatians 4:9b “…how turn ye again to the weak and beggarly elements,…”  Now, that takes some explanation, doesn’t it?  What was the purpose of the Book of Galatians?  Well, his Galatian believers were being hoodwinked by Judaizers from the Jerusalem Church. They were being told that they couldn’t be completely saved with Paul’s Gospel alone - of believing in your heart that Jesus died for your sins and rose again.  The Judaizers told them they had to practice Judaism. Now, I’ve got to show that from Scripture, otherwise people just look at it.  I always go back to a large church in North Carolina.  Several years ago I taught this in their Sunday morning Sunday School hour.  It was a large class, well over a hundred.  When I finished that morning, they just surrounded me.  They said, “Les, I never knew this was in our Bible.”  I’m sure that’s typical of most church people. They don’t even know this is in their Bible. All right, here it is.  Acts chapter 15 and we’ll start at verse 1.  Now, this is what was behind Paul writing the letter to the Galatians.  That’s why he said in the verse we looked at, that now they’ve come out of paganism, yet they’re turning back to the weak and beggarly elements which were part of Israel’s law.  I’m going to make further comment on that when we get back, if I’ve got time.  But anyway, Acts chapter 15, this was the crux of the problem Paul’s Gentile congregation was having, verse 1. Acts 15:1 “And certain men who came down from Judea (that’s Jerusalem) taught the brethren (Paul’s Gentile converts) and said, Except (or unless) ye be circumcised after the manner of Moses, ye (What?) cannot be saved.”   My, that’s terrible!  That would be just like if I would come in here and tell people unless you do this and unless you do that you can’t be saved.  That’s what they were doing. They were doing this to Paul’s believers.  And they were falling for it.  That’s human nature.  All right, read on in verse 2. Acts 15:2 “When therefore (Because of what these guys were doing.) Paul and Barnabas had no small dissension (or argument) and disputation with them, they (The church people up here at Antioch where this is all taking place.) determined that Paul and Barnabas, and certain other of them, should go up to (What city?) Jerusalem unto (To what group of people?) the apostles and elders about this question.” Because after all, who were the controlling element of the Jerusalem church?  Well, the Twelve.  You want to remember, Paul hadn’t yet had the revelation of the Body of Christ church, so there is no mention of bishops and elders and deacons in this Jerusalem church.  See how obvious it all is? You know, one of my number one rules of study is be just as aware of what it does not say as what it does say!   Well, there’s nothing in early Acts, nothing concerning some of the offices that Paul teaches.  I’ve already said it, and I’ll say it again.  Peter and the Twelve know nothing of bishops and elders and deacons.

  Those are Pauline terms.  See how obvious it is?  So, who were the leadership?  Not bishops and elders and deacons, but the Twelve apostles. All right, so if you want to get something done, I’ve said it on the program before, and I’ll say it again, if you want to get something done even today, where do you go?  You go as close to the top as you can get.   You know, I get a kick out of people when they call and ask the girls out in the office about something and they say, “Well, we’ll let you talk to Les.”  Well, they can’t believe that they can talk to me.  Yes, you can!  I can pick up the phone and answer their questions.  Well, they’ve gone to the top, so far as this ministry is concerned.  If you’re going to get something done, that’s the place to go.  So, who are the “top”?  The Twelve.   So, they’re going to go to the Apostles and elders about this question.  All right, verse 3. Acts 15:3-4a “And being brought on their way by the church, (The Antioch, Gentile Body of Christ church) they passed through Phenice and Samaria, declaring the conversion of the Gentiles: and they caused great joy unto all the brethren. 4. And when they were come to Jerusalem, (Boy, now it’s a different thing.) they were received of the church,…” Again, I’m going to qualify that. The Jerusalem church is not a Body of Christ church.  It is not a church based on faith in the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus and that only. It’s a church based on Jewish believers that had believed that Jesus was the Christ, and again, they are still under the law.  They are still practicing Temple worship.  Never forget this.  There’s not a word throughout all of Christ’s earthly ministry, not a word in these first eight or nine chapters of Acts, which indicate they’re not under the Law.  Not a word.  Never is someone told you don’t have to bring sacrifices anymore.  You don’t have to come to the Temple anymore.  Never!  They are still law keeping Jews, but they are separated from the mainstream of Judaism and Israel, and they have formed the Jerusalem Jewish church.  All right, so verse 4 again. Acts 15:4 “And when they were come to Jerusalem, they were received of the (Jerusalem) church, and of the apostles and elders, (Now, I said they weren’t elders, not the way Paul uses it.  They were probably men designated just under the Twelve for whatever role.  Now then, Paul and Barnabas and others from the Antioch church--) and they declared all things that God had done with them.”  With regard to what people?  Gentiles!  Now you want to remember, this is unheard of in Jewish thinking.  The Gentiles never had any part of Israel’s religious life.  Maybe an occasional proselyte, but you know I always qualify that.  What did Jesus say about proselytes? He said to the Pharisees, “You compass land and sea to make one proselyte, and when he’s made, he is three times more the child of hell than you are.”  Boy, now that’s strong language.  Now, you think I’m kidding!  I’ve got to go back and show you!  Matthew 23, I’m afraid some people may sometimes think, “Well, he acts like he’s quoting Scripture, but he isn’t.”  Yes, I am!  This is what it says.  Matthew 23 verse 15, if you’ve got a red-lettered edition, it’s in red.  The Lord Himself is speaking it.  And I repeat. That’s why I don’t put much emphasis on proselytes. They had no real religious influence in Israel.   I want you to see it for yourself. Matthew 23:14-15 “Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye devour widows’ houses, and for a pretense make long prayer: therefore ye shall receive the greater damnation.  15.  Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye compass sea and land to make one proselyte, and when he is made, ye make him twofold (I’m sorry, I said threefold but--) ye make him twofold more the child of hell than yourselves.” Boy, now that’s strong language, isn’t it? I always tell people don’t ever tell someone they’re going to Hell, but the Lord could.  But I never will, because that’s not my prerogative.

  I can’t look on anybody’s heart.  Only God knows that. But nevertheless, Jesus could tell these guys that they were children of Hell, and the proselytes they brought in were just as much so. Well anyway, now that threw me a curve. I just about forgot where I came from.  So, come back to Acts 15.  We’re still dealing with what Paul is writing to the Galatian churches about the emissaries from the Jerusalem church under the, at least the permission of the Twelve, if not the direction.   Paul knows that the only way to deal with this thing is go to the top, to the Twelve.  It didn’t do any good to try to tell these men who are coming to his churches – be gone with you, you’re false.  No, that wouldn’t do any good.  So, he goes straight to Jerusalem, to the top. Acts 15:5a “But there rose up certain of the sect of the Pharisees who believed,...”  In other words, they had come to the place of recognizing Jesus as the Messiah.  They were saved by it. They were cleansed and became members then of the Jewish Church at Jerusalem.  But these Pharisees still had more legalism than the rest of them, so listen to them. Acts 15:5b “…saying, That it was needful to circumcise them,…”  Now, who are we talking about?  Paul’s converts.  Paul’s Gentile believers.  Now, it wasn’t just in Galatia.  It was probably Antioch, all across Turkey.  We have no indication that they got over into Greece, but it wouldn’t surprise me if their teachings got there one way or another.  We’ve got much the same thing today.  Even though it isn’t circumcision, there are a lot of other things that people are trying to force into Paul’s Gospel that are not there.  All right, reading on in verse 5. Acts 15:5c “That it was needful to circumcise them, and to command them (Not suggest, they were commanded.) to keep the law of Moses.”  Now listen, what did the Law of Moses entail?  The whole nine-yards!  The feast days.  The Temple worship.  The sacrifices.  The food laws.  They expected these poor Gentiles to come under all that.  No wonder Paul had a fit.  And he did.  It just drove him up the wall that these Jerusalem Judaizers were trying to unload all of their religion on his grace believers.  And that’s what they were. Remember, they were saved by God’s grace through faith and faith alone in Paul’s Gospel.  But these Judaizers are trying to convince them that they had to also embrace the Law. Acts 15:6 “And the apostles and elders (That is of the Jerusalem church now.) came together for to consider of this matter.”  My, as far as I’m concerned, there was nothing to consider.  It should have been a done deal, but it wasn’t.  I’ll tell you what – tradition and religion is a tough nut to crack.  Many of you are finding it out.   I am encouraged, because we’re getting more and more letters now from pastors and preachers who are beginning to see this.  I have to think of a couple in particular who called in one week.  Seventy-one years old and retired.  I won’t name what areas or what denomination.  But what a thrill to hear these guys open up everything they had learned.  Mostly off of our stuff on the internet.  And I’ll never forget the one gentleman said, “Les, do you think God will give me a little more time to undo all the damage that I did for forty years preaching the wrong stuff.”  Well, we’ll hope so.  But listen, we are making some headway. We’re encouraged by that.  That people will begin to consider what is not in here and what is. Well, now Paul was all exercised, because they’re trying to bring some things into the plan of salvation for his Gentiles that were absolutely inappropriate.  All right, now verse 7, just to show you what’s taking place in Jerusalem. Acts 15:7a “And when there had been much (What?) disputing,…” What’s the other word?  Arguing!   My, I imagine the better part of a day was spent with the Judaizers trying to pummel Paul and Barnabas that this is what God had always demanded and God doesn’t change. God is still…sounding familiar?  Yes, it does.

  We hear the same thing.  Well, who are you?  Who are you to change?  This is what the church has been doing for 1900 years.  And I realize it’s a valid argument.  But look, Satan has kept a lot of good people blind.  I stand here without apology to say that.  They have been kept blind. As I mentioned to my class Monday night, how many millions of good church people are going to end up in the wrong place because they have ignored Paul’s Gospel?  People don’t like that. On your way back to Galatians, stop at chapter 2.  Before we go back to chapter 4, here’s Paul’s account of this same meeting up at Jerusalem convincing the Twelve that they had no right trying to put his Gentile converts under Judaism.  All right, I have to do this rather quickly, the time is just about gone. Galatians 2:2a “And I went up (That is to Jerusalem.) by revelation, (by God’s direction) and communicated unto them (That is the leadership at Jerusalem, the Twelve and some of the other elders, as they’re called in the Book of Acts.) and I communicated unto them that gospel which I preach among the Gentiles, but privately to them who were of reputation,…” Now again, you’ve got to be able to understand language.  If you’re going to talk to some few, who evidently were more authoritative than others, you probably went into a side room or something like that.  And who were the ones that were the most authoritative?  Well, the Twelve, naturally.   All right, so he says, we went and took them aside. Galatians 2:2b “…lest by any means I should run, or had run, in vain.”  Now for sake of time, I’m going to bring you on down to verse 5. Galatians 2:5 “To whom (That is evidently to the Twelve.) we gave place by subjection, (In other words, we did not give in to their pressure.  We didn’t give in to their arguments.) no, not for an hour; (For what purpose?) that the truth of the gospel might continue (remain) with you.” He’s writing to these Galatian churches.  He’s writing to Gentile believers.  He’s writing to you and me. What do we have to be aware of?  There are going to be false teachers that are going to bombard us, but you stand.  You don’t give in.  Because we are resting on the Gospel that alone can save.  That is, of course, what Paul says in verse 2, “That gospel which I preached amongst the Gentiles.”  All right, now I’m going to bring you, again, for sake of time, down to verse 8.  Just for sake of time.  I like to use all these verses, and I have before, but now look at verse 8. Galatians 2:8-9 “(For he that wrought effectually in Peter to the apostleship of the circumcision, (or the Jews) the same was mighty in me toward (What people?) the Gentiles:) (See, here we have that separation, now, of Jews from Gentiles.) 9. And when James, Peter (or Cephas), and John, who seemed to be pillars, (That is of the church at Jerusalem.) perceived (or understood) the grace that was given unto me, they gave to me and Barnabas the right hands of fellowship; (They shake hands on the deal.) that we (Paul and Barnabas) should go unto the heathen, (the Gentile, the non-Jewish world) and they (The Twelve would maintain their ministry--) unto the circumcision (Jew).” How much plainer can English make it?  Here’s their agreement.  Paul and Barnabas would go to the Gentiles, like they’ve been doing, with their Gospel of Grace by faith plus NOTHING, without Judaism, without all the ramifications of the Law.  Peter and the rest of the Eleven will stay with Israel, and they’ll be headquartered there in the church at Jerusalem.  Plain English.  I can never imagine how people can miss it, but they do, constantly.  Now, come over to chapter 4 in our closing remarks, for the minute or two that’s left. Reading in verse 9, now this is Holy Spirit inspired.  This isn’t Paul with a word of vengeance or a word of meanness toward these Jewish teachers up in Jerusalem.  But by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, look how he refers to the Judaistic Law.  Unbelievable! Galatians 4:9-10 “But now, (After you have known God.

You have come into this salvation by trusting the death, burial, and resurrection of Christ.) after that ye have known God, or rather are known of God,  how turn ye again to the weak and beggarly elements, whereunto ye desire again to be in bondage? (And a result of those elements is what?) 10. Ye observe days, and months, and times, and years.” Which is all part of what?  That was all part of Judaism.  Part of the Law!  And what does the Holy Spirit refer to it as?  “Weak and beggarly.”

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Maybe what haunts me the most about the Iliad, and the story if Achilles and Patroclus, is the contrast: the myth is huge. It tells us about hubris, and whole armies going to their death for honour, and the importance of blood and nobility of character, cleverness defeated by yet something bigger, gods. And you know what? Even these gods are tearing Olympus apart. Even the mighties have this humanity, they hesitate, they kill, and save and grieve.

And so we have entire groups of humans, and their terrible fate, facing entities not that much mightier, but still more powerful, that could destroy cities in a blink of an eye and play with humans like children with toys. And yet, yet, in this chaos and violence and blood-like sea, in this horror and sadness bigger than their existence and even more, two humans found their way to each other. But having found love, completeness is not enough when you don't get to decide.

Children play with toys and break them against the walls, then go drink fresh water, not knowing that their drink is tears and blood mixed, because how could they imagine?

#dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academia #dead poets society #good omens #ineffable husbands #paris #merthur #beth harmon #the queen's gambit #the song of achilles #achilles #homer's iliad #iliad #greek #greece #antiquity #odyssey #odysseus #patrocles #patroclus #patrochilles #achilles come down #sad sad me

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i’m nobody, who are you

#the old odysseus gambit #but really i feel like i don’t exist

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Some doodles and sketches to keep myself busy. (Look I’m not saying that that’s what I do during my online classes but the camera isn’t pointed that low, you can’t prove ANYTHING)

#art tag #art #drawing #doodle #my art #sketch #ink #artist #artists on tumblr #inkdrawing #copic #copicmarkers #markers #odysseus #homer #percy jackson #raven #teen titans #random ocs #gambit #captain america #rogue #peter parker #indiana jones #chompy #clark kent #lois lane

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Greek mythology references in Ulysses Dies at Dawn masterpost

I saw a post a while back by @spacetrashpile analysing all the arthurian references in High Noon Over Camelot, and since I know quite a bit about Greek mythology I figured “hey! I should do something like that for Ulysses Dies at Dawn!” I’m just going to go through each of the songs in order and analyse/explain the references in them - hopefully other people will find it interesting!

“The City”

Starting with the title - Ulysses is the Latin name of Odysseus, legendary king of Ithaca and hero of the epic poem The Odyssey. Interestingly, Ulysses is the only character in UDAD who is given a Latin name instead of a Greek one. There’s a couple of potential reasons for this but the most convincing to me is it’s meant to reflect Ulysses’ opposition to the Olympians, who are all based on the Greek gods.

Jonny calls the story a “labyrinthine task of a twisted tale”, referencing the Greek myth of the Minotaur, which was kept in a labyrinth to hide it from the world. This reference becomes even clearer when we later learn the City’s original name.

This one’s less a reference to Greek mythology and more to like, actual history, but the description of the City expanding to cover the whole planet is reminiscent of Greek expansion in ancient times. Ancient Greece was made up of many city-states, or poleis, which established colonies or “daughter-cities”, mostly in western Asia, or “Asia Minor” as the Greeks and Romans called it.

The story opens at a “run-down gin join” called Calypso’s - Calypso is a sea nymph who plays a fairly major role in The Odyssey, keeping Odysseus/Ulysses trapped on her island for seven years.

Fittingly enough, Calypso’s apparently pays money to Dionysus, whose mythological namesake is the Greek god of wine.

Broken Horses

Ilium is the Ancient Greek name for Troy, the city that Greece went to war against, according to myth,. Part of this war is described in the epic poem The Iliad, in which Odysseus is one of the soldiers laying siege to Troy.

Much like the Trojan War of Greek myth, the siege of Ilium is said to have lasted a decade.

Ulysses’ gambit with the horse statue sending out a signal driving the people of Ilium mad is pretty obviously a reference to the Trojan Horse - the wooden horse the Greeks built as a “peace offering” to the Trojans that they used to sneak their soldiers into the City and that brought them victory in the war. Like in the UDAD version, Odysseus/Ulysses was apparently responsible for coming up with this plan.

“Olympians”

Ulysses’ wife is named Penelope, same as Odysseus’ wife in the myths

The Acheron is the name of one of the five rivers of Hades, along with Styx, Cocytus, Lethe, and Phlegethon

As a sidenote, in Greek mythology Hades is the name of the underworld as well as the name of the God of the dead - fittingly enough reimagined in UDAD as the controller of a vast network of half-dead minds (and also Ashes)

The most powerful families in the City are called the Olympians - the name given to the twelve most important deities in the Greek pantheon

Poseidon Industries is named for Poseidon, Greek god of the sea and one of the twelve Olympians. Jonny calls them “one of the architects of the Ilium War”, which seems like an odd reference since iirc Poseidon doesn’t have a whole lot to do with the Trojan War. I guess that’s just there to give Ulysses a reason to want to rob Poseidon Industries.

In the Odyssey, Poseidon hates Odysseus/Ulysses for attacking his son, a cyclops called Polyphemus. In UDAD this is changed to Ulysses stealing the diamond from Poseidon Industries’ laser, which is also called The Cyclops.

My Name is No One

The song’s title and chorus is a reference to Odysseus’ famous trick for escaping the Polyphemus’ cave. He tells the Polyphemus his name is “no one/nobody” (depending on the translation) so that when he attacks Polyphemus and the cyclops tries to call for help, he calls out “No one is attacking me” which obviously none of the other cyclopes take seriously. (There’s also a great pun in the original Greek based on the Greek words for “no one” and “cunning” being very similar, but it loses a lot in translation)

However, just like in UDAD, Odysseus messes up this plan badly by calling out his real name when he’s still too close to the island of the cyclops. (although in the Odyssey it’s motivated by him wanting Polyphemus to know his name so he can get glory, rather than just being drunk)

Odysseus bests the cyclops by taking out his eye (there’s debate around it but cyclopes are generally depicted as having only one eye). Obviously in UDAD the cyclops is a machine not a monster, so this is replaced with the diamond at the heart of the laser being called its “eye”.

Also, I’m not sure if this is an intentional reference, but there is a fun irony to the fact that in the Odyssey, Odysseus tricks Polyphemus by getting him drunk so he can then blind him, while in UDAD Ulysses steals the eye of the Cyclops while drunk themself.

“Trial By Wits”

As well as My Name is No One, the whole concept of no one knowing anything about Ulysses’ appearance, gender etc. could also be seen as a reference to the “My name is nobody” trick, or possibly just a spin on Odysseus being a kind of “archetypal hero” - they could be anyone!

Heracles is better known by his Latin name, Hercules (son of Zeus, demigod, inhumanly strong and all that jazz)!

Ariadne is the name of the Cretan princess who helped Theseus slay the minotaur

Orpheus is another of the most well-known Greek mythological figures - the main myth surrounding him says he went into the underworld to rescue his dead wife Eurydice

Oedipus is most famous as the main character of a famous tragedy. His parents are given a prophecy that he would kill his father and have sex with his mother, and so decided to abandon him. As is so often the case with Greek oracles, he ended up doing both things anyway, seeing as how he, y’know, didn’t know who his parents were. The mechs apparently chose to reference this in the most mature of ways by having Jonny call Oedipus a motherfucker. Kind of a lot.

Aside from committing both patricide and incest, Oedipus’ other achievements in myth included winning a battle of wits against the Sphinx, a monster that was killing anyone who couldn’t solve its riddle. This monster is reimagined in UDAD as a disease that Oedipus finds a cure for.

Riddle of the Sphinx

The chorus of the song is taken almost word-for-word from the riddle asked of Oedipus by the Sphinx: “What goes on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs in the evening?” The answer to the riddle is “man” - crawls on all fours as a baby, walks on two legs as an adult, and walks with a cane (third leg) in old age. The Mechs being the Mechs, this is made completely literal in the world of UDAD.

“Ulysses’ Will”

Like the Oedipus of myth, UDAD Oedipus also ends up killing his father and marrying his mother without knowing. Since he’s replaced his eyes with data sockets by the time he helps kidnap Ulysses, it’s pretty strongly implied that he blinded himself like mythological Oedipus as well.

The “twenty years of sirens” could be a reference to the twenty years Odysseus spends away from Ithaca in the Iliad and Odyssey

Sirens

The sirens were half-bird half-human creatures that Odysseus encountered as part of the Odyssey and that tried to lure him to his death with promises of knowledge.

As well as referencing this story, the line “let the lotus set you free” references another episode of the Odyssey, where Odysseus and his crew arrive on the island of the Lotus-Eaters. Anyone who eats the Lotus fruits falls into a state of apathy and will never want to leave the island, so it’s a fitting episode to reference in a song about Ulysses drugging themself to escape their memories of war.

“Trial By Strength”

Heracles’ backstory is essentially the same in UDAD as in the original myths: one of the many children of Zeus’ many affairs, except in UDAD Zeus has affairs with women from “the lower levels”, instead of just mortal women.

Favoured Son

The tasks Heracles performs for Zeus are a reference to the most famous myth about Heracles - the twelve labours he performs to atone for killing his family.

The song references “the ferryman” who takes people into the Underworld. In Greek mythology the dead travel to the Underworld in a boat rowed by the ferryman Charon.

In both the myth and in UDAD there are...what you might you might call “extenuating circumstances” for Heracles killing his family - in the myth he’s driven mad by Zeus’ wife Hera (bc she’s very angy about Zeus having all those bastard children with mortal women) but since Hera doesn’t play a role in UDAD this is changed to him being framed by Zeus himself.

In addition to being king of the gods, Zeus is also the god of thunder - which is where Heracles’ nickname “The Thunderbolt of Zeus” comes from

“Loose Threads”

Heracles and Orpheus “Backing up Jason on the fleece job” is a reference to the myth of Jason’s quest for the Golden Fleece along with his crew (the Argonauts), which included Heracles and Orpheus.

Hylas was Heracles’ servant and another member of the Argonauts. While on the quest he was kidnapped by nymphs, and depending on which version of the myth you’re looking at, either fell in love with them and stayed there forever, or was murdered by them (Hylas is also the only character referenced I had to google to even know who they were lol)

Heracles telling Ariadne that “Your dad helped me out once” is presumably a reference to the seventh labour of Heracles: capturing the Cretan bull. Now the story of the Cretan bull is actually really long and ties into a bunch of other myths but essentially it was sent to Ariadne’s father, King Minos, as proof that he was the rightful ruler of Crete. However, Minos ended up helping Heracles by letting him take the bull with him to prove that he’d successfully caught it (which seeing as the bull was destroying Crete at that point doesn’t seem like a huge favour on Minos’ part, but ok)

Trial By Song

UDAD Orpheus shares the mythical Orpheus’ main defining trait: his skill at singing that he used to help him on his journey to the underworld.

Trial By Song is a lot more metaphorical than all the others so there’s not that many direct references to the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice in the lyrics - probably the most direct one is “But all the landmarks moved as I walked past/Now I can’t look back”, which references Orpheus’ deal with Hades that he can take Eurydice back to the world of the living as long as he doesn’t look back at her.

“The viper town that bled me dry” could also be a reference to Eurydice’s death from a snake bite.

“Hades”

UDAD Orpheus’ motivation is the same as mythical Orpheus - wanting to bring back their dead lover from Hades.

Ulysses, Heracles, and Orpheus all visiting the “underworld” is taken directly from mythology (although unlike in UDAD, Ulysses/Odysseus never actually speaks to Hades).

Underworld Blues

In Heracles’ confrontation with Hades, he says that “I was sent here your dog to seize/Of my tasks, of my tasks/This was to be the last”. There’s a couple of points here - the mythology reference is to the last of the twelve labours of Hercules: capturing Hades’ guard dog Cerberus. However, I do wonder whether this is meant to be literal (in which case guys, why are we not talking about the fact that Ashes obtained a pet dog while in The City?), or if this is a similar case to all the mentions of ‘horses’ in High Noon Over Camelot actually being about motorbikes.

Orpheus singing to Hades and trying to convince them to release Eurydice is also taken directly from Greek myth, except instead of being moved by Orpheus’ song and agreeing to release his love like in the myth, Ashes just tells him he’s poor for a bit and then says he should go commit some crimes.

“Trial By Love”:

The general concept of Ariadne’s backstory - her helping Theseus fight the minotaur only for him to abandon her - is the same basic idea as the myth of Ariadne and Theseus. Although UDAD Ariadne is at least a bit more fortunate in the sense that she wasn’t truly in love with her Theseus, and he also doesn’t straight up leave her on a deserted island.

Ariadne’s family creating the minotaur is also part of her character in the myth. The difference is that in UDAD the minotaur was created intentionally, while the mythological minotaur was the result of Poseidon making Ariadne’s mother fall in love with the Cretan Bull as punishment for King Minos not sacrificing it to him (I said the Cretan Bull story tied into a bunch of other myths!)

The presence of the minotaur in the City is yet another thing that makes even more sense when we learn about the City originally being called Labyrinth!

Ties That Bind

Ariadne’s family name is Minos, same as the name of her mythical father King Minos.

Ariadne describes her family’s actions as casting a “dark horned shadow” over her, which references the typical depiction of the minotaur as a man with a bull’s head and horns.

In the myth of the Minotaur, Ariadne helps Theseus by giving him a ball of string that he then unwinds as he walks through the Labyrinth, letting him find his way out again. In UDAD this is changed to “strings of code”, that shut down the minotaurs programming. (And if you think that pun’s bad, just wait until we get to Torn Suits!)

The song’s title also brings to mind string or thread, so it can be seen as a subtler reference to Ariadne’s gift to Theseus. Same for Ariadne’s line about “heartstrings long since cut”.

“The Daidala”

Daedalus, the leader of the Suits, shares a name with the mythical craftsman and father of Icarus

He is rumoured to “trade as an Olympian under the name Hephaestus” - a fitting alias as Hephaestus was the god of craftsmen and artisans like Daedalus

The rumour that he killed his son for “getting too ambitious” references the myth of Icarus, who famously died after literally flying too close to the sun using wings held together with wax. The heat of the sun caused the wax to melt and Icarus to fall into the sea. The story is often interpreted as a warning about the dangers of ambition.

Interestingly, it could also reference another myth surrounding Daedalus - one in which Daedalus kills his nephew Talos because he was jealous of his achievements.

Daedalus is also apparently the architect of The City, which was originally known as Labyrinth. This once again references the labyrinth which held the minotaur, and which Minos forced Daedalus to design. Considering the labyrinth’s purpose in myth, it seems like an appropriate name for a city that keeps all its inhabitants trapped with no way out.

Presumably the Daidala in the title refers to the City: Daedalus’ finest creation. In Homeric Greek, daidala is a word that refers to finely crafted objects such as armour.

This track also has another reference to the Orpheus and Eurydice myth when Orpehus offers to sacrifice himself to open the vault - “But he can’t see it through can he? Flinches, looks back. And it doesn’t work.”

Torn Suits

This song is notable for having quite possibly the worst pun in Mechanisms history - “Ulysses pulls out their snub-nosed laser and fires the last shot, splitting the beam across twelve axes”. This references one of the climactic scenes of the Odyssey, where Ulysses/Odysseus wins an archery competition against his wife’s suitors by shooting an arrow through twelve axe heads. (get it, axes as in the weapons becomes axes as in the plural of axis do you get it?????)

Another, marginally less bad pun is Heracles getting “the lion’s share” of the beams, referencing the popular image of Heracles wearing the skin of a lion he killed as one of his labours.

“Sunrise”

The code to Ulysses’ vault: Elysium, is another word for the Elysian Fields. In certain Greek religions, this was an afterlife separate from Hades’ world where heroes and those chosen by the gods would go after they died.

Ulysses’ vault is revealed to contain the “sole surviving oak tree”, under which Penelope is buried. While it’s not as direct a reference as some of the others, this is pretty clearly inspired by the way Odysseus proves his true identity to Penelope at the end of the Odyssey - by telling her that he carved their bed from a tree still rooted to the ground, something only the two of them know.

The track ends with an homage to Homer’s use of similes in the Odyssey: “And as the weary hound, once more at its master’s feet after so long, lays down with the sunlight warming its fur, breathing its last – even so did the eyes of Ulysses close forever.” Not only is this stylistically identical to Homer’s similes, it also doubles as a reference to Odysseus’ dog Argos, who waited for him for twenty years and finally died when he saw Odysseus again.

Elysian Fields

This is possibly a bit of a stretch but the image of Ulysses lying beneath the last tree, next to where Penelope is buried, especially with how they say they’re “with my beloved” and “beside my wife” really brings to mind the scene in the Odyssey where Odysseus and Penelope lie in their tree-bed together for the first time since Odysseus’ return. Which, incidentally, is theorised by some to be the “real” final scene of the Odyssey and everything after that was added on later, but that’s another story.

That’s everything I’ve picked up on but it’s possible there’s more I’ve missed so let me know if there’s any more! I’d like to thank the Mechs for giving me an opportunity to put my useless and extremely niche knowledge to good use!

#the mechanisms #ulysses dies at dawn #udad #ifer rambles

[alexarind]

ODYSSEUS GRAVES (20S, MARS, CHESS GRANDMASTER / STREAMER / CONTENT CREATOR)

then: the only child of a tech giant and an academy award winning actress— a child of pretension and privilege, if he only realized it. both quickly realized that he would not follow in either of their footsteps when they witnessed his affinity for puzzles and games. by the time they placed a chess board in front of him at age 5, they realized that he would pursue nothing else. he quickly became a chess prodigy and was crowned one of the youngest grandmasters at age 14.

now: well-known as the current title holder of the world champion title in classical, rapid, and blitz chess, the first being classical when he was just shy of 18. 

a tactical giant with unparalleled prowess for both attack and defense no matter what the setting, he’s lauded as the king of unique and original strategies that tend to deviate from traditional chess theory. his endgames are his forte, though his understanding of initial development is often commentated as his greatest strength.

often regarded as a mix of bobby fischer (but in chess prowess alone) and garry kasparov, he’s best known for pulling chess into the mainstream with the help of his Youtube channel and occasional collaborations, his Twitch stream, and his now-viral commentary on “The Queen’s Gambit.” his sponsors are plenty, and his contributions to chess as an esport are unmatched (even if everyone finds it very confusing).

surprisingly down to earth and willing to show off his obliviousness during his Twitch streams, often not understanding the jokes found in the memes that his viewers send his way or post on his Reddit thread. 

living in manhattan with his roommate (minerva, my love) and unofficially making it his mission to try every restaurant in the area (if only because he can’t cook to save his life and wants to stop living off of the giant bags of trail mix he placed on his recurring instacart order and has been unable to remove) 

needs: other roman gods to perceive; streamers / content creators for him to clown with; maybe mathematicians and former chess players he can talk about theory with because he’s a nerd through and through; the person at the coffee shop who keeps taking the last wheat-free muffin (his true arch-nemesis)

#heliosrpg #sorry for this dork #ch: odysseus #his parents were dramatic with the name #ty to abi for the graphic :sneaky:

[multiverseforger]

In the original DC Comics continuity (prior to the��Crisis on Infinite Earths), Circe is a centuries-old enchantress who is kept young by an elixir called vitae. It is made from a special combination of plants and herbs. While living on the island Aeaea, Circe gains magical powers.[4] Circe is very skilled at turning men into any animal resembling their personality, and, for her crimes against mortalkind, the Amazon Queen Hippolyta banished her to Sorca, "an island planet in space, where she could do no harm".

Upon her return to Earth, Circe tries to destroy Wonder Woman, having heard from an oracle in ancient times that the daughter of Hippolyta will be her undoing. Unlike many of Wonder Woman's other Golden Age foes, Circe does not repent when her plot fails, and a legendary enmity is born. (Wonder Woman #37)[5]

In Captain Marvel Adventures #66, set on Earth-S, it is revealed the evil immortal Oggar gave Circe immortality 3,000 years ago when she was a beautiful Graecian princess, hoping she would marry him.[6] But because he did not give her eternal youth she keeps aging and becomes ugly, meaning she hates men who now have a hatred of her face, and learns magic to turn them into animals. Captain Marvel and Oggar battle on her island, and she turns Billy into a goat before turning him back. She finally helps Captain Marvel defeat Oggar by turning him into a boar. He jumps into a bluff and apparently dies, meaning she finally dies happily as his spell wears off.

A woman claiming to be a descendant of the original Circe later appears and gives Superman an evolution serum, which temporarily transforms him into a partial lion after he does not agree to marry her. She leaves the planet by the time Superman returns to her island. Realizing the serum contains kryptonite, Superman theorizes the original Circe may have been from Krypton. (Action Comics #243)[5]

In ancient times, Circe is responsible for changing Biron the centaur into a horse and later gives him super-powers as Comet the Super-Horse.[7] She is depicted as more heroic during her appearances with Comet and Supergirl (Action Comics #293, 311, 323, 331).[5] She also has encounters with Lois Lane and Lana Lang, and battles Rip Hunter, who meets her during his time travels. (Superman's Girlfriend Lois Lane #13, 39, 40; Showcase #21) Catwoman once used Circe's wand to turn Superman into a cat, but he is turned back by an Egyptian mummified magic cat's paw used by Lana Lang.

Later, Saturn Woman (a version of Saturn Girl from an alternate timeline) poses as Circe as part of Superman's plan to defeat the Superman Revenge Squad. (Superman #165)[5]

During World War II, Circe transforms a British soldier who misses being in the cavalry into a centaur, then, upon his death, into a horse. At another point in World War II, she turned Nazis into swine and consumed them.[8]

The character reappears, unnamed, in Wonder Woman #302 (April 1983)[5] and is identified as Circe in issue #305 (July 1983)[5][9] Circe reappeared with a mission to kill Wonder Woman in order to prevent an oracular prophecy of Circe's death at Wonder Woman's hands from coming true. After she failed to kill the Amazon with a series of attacks by man-animal hybrids, she took up with the Aztec god Tezcatlipoca, who set in motion a chain of events that led Wonder Woman to the jungles of Tropidor. Circe called on the god to send lightning down to kill Wonder Woman, who deflected the lightning bolts away from her and incinerated the herbs that made Circe immortal, thus fulfilling the prophecy. Circe then disappeared, swallowed up by Tezcatlipoca's magic obsidian mirror, which the god used to torture her with an image of herself as a crone.

Circe begins to age normally and is last seen aiding a group of sorcerers who are trying to defeat the Anti-Monitor. (Wonder Woman vol. 1 #302, 305, 312-314; Crisis on Infinite Earths #9, 12)

Post-Crisis on Infinite EarthsEdit

Following the Crisis on Infinite Earths, Wonder Woman and Superman are rebooted. All of Circe's prior continuity is erased and she is reintroduced with a revamped history.

Greek mythology backgroundEdit

Circe is the daughter of the Titans Hyperion and Perseis. Circe is a powerful witch and former princess of Colchis. A beautiful, violet-haired, red-eyed sorceress, she is known for turning people into animals (which are called bestiamorphs), as well as for powers of mind control. Circe has been a devoted follower of the goddess Hecate for thousands of years. She has lived on the island of Aeaea where she became a powerful being in both magic and in influence over portions of man's world. During his adventure to her island, Circe fell in love with Odysseus and bore him three sons: Agrius, Latinus, and Telegonus.

Though Circe's patron goddess Hecate was an offspring of the Titans, she was not considered one of the main Twelve Olympians. Zeus gave Hecate much respect, but she did not hold much favor with others on Olympus. As such, she married the god Hades, but their marriage did not last and Hecate was demoted as handmaiden to her former husband's new wife. Because of this, she left the realm of the gods and agreed to render her soul to her most devoted servant Circe. This caused Circe to attain her current goddess-level of power and immortality.[10]

Beginning of relationship with Wonder WomanEdit



Diana and Circe battle above Themyscira.

Art by Mike Deodato.

When Hecate transferred her soul to Circe, she said the words: Upon the death of witch and the birth of witch, Hecate, by name and choice, shall repossess her soul. In addition to being goddess of witchcraft, Hecate is also a goddess of the moon. When Circe learned that Wonder Woman shared her name with moon goddess Diana, she decided that Hecate's cryptic warning must refer to her. Fearing that Diana would steal Hecate's soul and power, Circe decided to destroy her.

Once Diana learned of Hecate's pronouncement, she too felt it pertained to her, but of course Diana has no desire to have the soul of Hecate possessing her body. This issue is central to the conflict between the two women.

War of the GodsEdit

Circe's most ambitious gambit was inciting war between the various pantheons of gods throughout the DC Multiverse, becoming known as the War of the Gods. Circe's overall ploy was to gain the power of all the warring pantheons after they had defeated or destroyed one another. Another plot of the war was to disgrace Diana and the Amazons in the eyes of the world by portraying them as terrorists, allying herself with the Amazons of Bana-Mighdall to this effect. True to her nature, Circe eventually betrayed them as well. Over the course of the war, Circe succeeded in killing Hermes, who had since been in a severely weakened state from being away from Olympus for so long and temporarily devolving Diana herself out of existence by reverting her back into the clay from which she had been formed. Finally realizing the truth of Circe's deceptions, Earth's heroes launched an assault on New Olympus, which Circe had conquered and pitted the gods of the Olympian and Roman pantheons against them. Elsewhere, with the aid of the Spectre, Deadman, and the Phantom Stranger, Diana was restored to life and in a concerted effort with Donna Troy, used the amulet of Harmonia to open a portal into an alternate universe where the Titans of Myth resided. This caused the soul of Hecate herself to withdraw from Circe's body, which rapidly aged and crumbled to dust. Hecate then attempted to take possession of Diana, but was destroyed by the Lasso of Truth.[11]

Circe returned to life sometime later, though no explanation has ever been given for this

[eridanidreams]

WIP Wednesday

Tagging: @bearlytolerant, @silurisanguine, @aro-pancake, @fangbangerghoul, @atonalginger, @aislingdmdt, @fshenkoescape, @ninjaofnaps, @lisa-and-shadow, @a-cosmic-elf, @thatsgoodsquishy0, @hockeydemon42, @fomagranfalloon, @violenceandviolets, @therealgchu, @staticpallour and @artemis-crimson

Today, I'm putting the final touches on the next chapter of Odysseus Gambit and hammering the next chapter of stars through my fingers like grains of sand into shape, so what I have is a future draft chapter of Odysseus Gambit!

Adam swung the scope back, his finger trembling on the trigger. One more shot and he could end this farce. But Sloane was picking herself up, though her shoulder was bloody and her right arm hung limp.

«I always knew you were a coward,» she spat, the words coming through clear on the infolink. Lermontov darted in, swiping with his knife, and she slapped it away left-handed. «Not so easy when I’m not hanging like a butchered calf, is it?» The Russian stumbled back a few paces, the sneering arrogance finally replaced with fear, and Adam moved his finger back to the trigger guard.

Lermontov took a few more cautious steps backward; by now, he was only a few steps from the sarcophagus wall. Sloane matched him, step for step, a wounded lioness on the prowl. He snarled something—Adam, lip-reading, could only make out the word suka—and flung himself at her in an all-out attack. She swayed back—the knife scored a line of red along her ribs—and drove her fist into his chest in a blow that was all power, no grace. Lermontov had barely started to fold in upon himself when her left foot slammed into his gut hard enough to smash him through the crumbling concrete and metal behind him.

Adam’s brain itched in the way that suggested his cybereyes were picking up something that his visual cortex couldn’t understand. Lermontov struggled to his feet, a pale shadow backlit by a dim Cherenkov-blue radiance that somehow illuminated nothing. He took one faltering step toward daylight… Adam froze, scope riveted on the hole, as black hands coalesced out of the darkness and wrapped around Lermontov’s arms. Lermontov’s mouth opened in a soundless scream. Sloane’s heel caught on the cracked concrete and she fell, and all she did was scrabble backward, desperately away from that. There was something oddly fluid about those hands, blacker-than-black, like a black hole had taken form in flesh, swallowing everything around it. They were pulling Lermontov into the sarcophagus, inexorably, step by step… and then the white blur of his face melted into nothingness and nothing remained but the blue-edged darkness.

Below him, Sloane wavered to her feet. Her harsh breathing, punctuated by static, echoed in his infolink. She glanced down at her wrist, then shook her head and started looking around her. “You need to get out of there,” he rasped. She shook her head again.

“Can’t,” her voice crackled with static. “—patch that up.” As if on cue, the radiation alarms went off, keening like air-raid sirens.

“Shit,” he muttered. A quick scan of the area showed Lermontov’s goons running the hell away—well, he supposed he would too, if his boss had just gotten tossed into a nuclear reactor. He tossed the rifle aside and took the quick way down; he tried not to flinch at the way the Icarus rippled and flared and threw little aurorae around him.

Sloane was wrenching open one of the heavy lockers that dotted the area; she pulled out something that looked like a cross between a flare gun and a grenade launcher. “Get *crackle*ther one,” she said roughly. Adam threw himself into a dead run; ahead of him, Sloane had gotten closer than he liked to the sarcophagus. She braced the gun awkwardly on her left hip—he wondered why her Sentinel hadn’t healed the shoulder wound—and fired. It impacted at the top of the breach, releasing a viscous golden substance that oozed down and hardened quickly. Adam vaguely remembered reading something about that—as the sarcophagus decayed, and with the ongoing problems funding the New Safe Confinement structure, they’d had to find a stop-gap to quickly seal any breaches. He grabbed the second launcher on the run; oddly heavy for its size, its shells contained a boron-doped resin that cured quickly when exposed to hard radiation.

They worked quickly but meticulously, building the patch from the outside in, alert for—“Did you see—?” he muttered, covering a bit that looked just a little too dark.

“Yeah.” Her voice shook. “I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.” She fired a final shot, then tossed her launcher aside. “Out.”

Adam fired off his last shot. “Same. Let’s get the hell out of here.” He barely managed two steps before Sloane pressed an arm to her stomach and doubled over, vomiting helplessly. “Fuck!” He reached for her arm, but she waved him away.

“Radiation. Nothing to be done for it,” she grated. “Sentinel’s holding.” Her lips pulled back in a bloody death’s-head grin. “Not a lot of bone marrow left to poison, so that’s a plus.” She staggered, went down to a knee. “Jensen.” She waved him away a second time. “No time. Go. Exfil plan… B.” She coughed, spitting more bright blood. “I’ll… meet you at the RV point.”

Adam didn’t need his CASIE to know she was lying through her bloodied teeth.

#fanfic #starfield fanfiction #eridani writes #coemancer #wip wednesday #the coemancer crew #adam jensen #deus ex mankind divided #sloane delacourt #the odysseus gambit #odysseus gambit

[ayearinfaith]

𝗔 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗙𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵, 𝗗𝗮𝘆 𝟯𝟴: 𝗢𝗱𝘆𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘆

The 𝘖𝘥𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘺 is the second oldest complete literary work in European history, preceded only by its prequel the 𝘐𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘥, both written by the Greek poet Homer in the 8th century BCE. It tells the tale of the hero Odysseus’ 10-year journey back home after the Trojan War events of the 𝘐𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘥. It is a highly influential text in Western cultures and the source of the English common noun “odyssey”.

𝗢𝗱𝘆𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗜𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗰𝗮

Before the setting of the 𝘖𝘥𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘺, Odysseus was a hero of the Iliad and likely a widespread figure of oral mythology. The Roman name for him is Ulysses, and the distinction between Greek and Latin terms implies traditions of Odysseus beyond and predating Homer. If the Romans had just inherited the myth directly from the Homeric account, they would have named him more similarly but instead have used a variant that may have come from other Greek dialects or from neighboring non-Italic speaking people like the Etruscans. The actual etymology of Odysseus’ name is unknown, though Homer and other poets made many puns or allusions with it, normally giving it regrettable meanings such as “hated one:, “lamentable one” or, most fittingly, “lost”. In accounts of the Trojan War, one of the most significant events in Greek mythology, Odysseus is portrayed as a very different hero from the other major figures, like Achilles, Ajax, or Agamemnon. While most of the Greek and Trojan heroes are renowned mostly for their physical abilities and have generally passionate and headstrong personalities, Odysseus is cunning and able to keep a cool head. He is both one of the leading Greek tacticians and a diplomat, able to maintain the unity of the Greek forces despite their constant squabbling. His most famous tactic is the Trojan Horse, in which the Greek’s hid a retinue of soldiers inside a giant wooden horse and then appeared to sail away. The Trojan’s, believing the siege at an end, pulled the Horse inside as a trophy. At night, the retinue came out of the horse and opened the city gates for the rest of the army, thus ending the 10-year conflict with a Greek victory. Prior to the war, Odysseus was king of Ithaca. The exact location of Ithaca is unknown, though it is commonly believed to be an island west of the Greek mainland. Odysseus was no demi-God, unlike many other famous Greek heroes, though he was not totally without divine heritage, being 1/8th a god on his mother’s side, by way of Hermes. He is the favorite of Athena, goddess of wisdom, who comes to his aide many times over the course of his life.

𝟮𝟬 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗔𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱

Though not a part of the Homeric account, later tales of Odysseus display him as unwilling to go to war with Troy and feigning madness as an attempt to escape his oath to aid his fellow Greeks. He is unsuccessful in this gambit and must join his fellow kings and heroes on the journey to Troy, in what is modern day Turkey, for a war that would last ten years. At long last his tactics provided a Greek victory and the heroes could begin the journey back across the Aegean Sea. Homer’s 𝘖𝘥𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘺 does not actually begin with Odysseus’ journey, but rather with his son, Telemachus (literally "distant war"), now 20 years old, ten years after the end of the war. Though Odysseus is assumed dead, he and his mother Penelope have not lost faith and are fending off suitors wishing to claim Odysseus’ estates and kingdom. Athena comes to Telemachus and convinces him to voyage out himself to seek his father. Telemachus does so, taking him on his own journey across Greece meeting much of the surviving cast of the Iliad. Odysseus, meanwhile, makes his appearance washed ashore in the kingdom of Phaeacia, not far from Ithaca itself. Here he is found, nude and barely alive, by the princess Nausicaa who take pity on him and takes him in. Once restored, he recounts the events leading up to this point and the 𝘖𝘥𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘺 truly begins. One could summarize the journey as a tale of warning to those who do not properly venerate the gods. First Odysseus is separated from most of his fleet by a storm sent by Zeus as punishment for the deceitful nature by which he ended the war. Next, he lands at a lush island which turns out to be home to one of the terrifying one-eyed man-eating giants, the Cyclopes. Odysseus uses his cunning to escape the cave of the Cyclops (whose name is Polyphemus) first by telling the monster that his name is “nobody” and then blinding it. After his men escape, hiding below Polyphemus’ flock of sheep, Polyphemus calls for help from his brothers, but they do not credit his claims that “nobody has blinded me”. Odysseus’ misadventures might have ended here, except as he leaves, he taunts Polyphemus and reveals his true name. Polyphemus then asks his father, none other than the god of the sea Poseidon. Poseidon curses Odysseus and though the hero does not realize it, he cannot return home until the sea god is appeased. Odysseus then has his boat blown of course by a magic bag of winds, is attacked by more giant man-eaters (though not Cyclopes), and winds up on the isle of the demi-God sorceress Circe, who turns all his men into pigs. Here Odysseus finally receives some aid from his great-grandfather and messenger of the gods, Hermes. Protected from her magic by Hermes gift, Odysseus forces her to restore his men. Circe still manages to seduce Odysseus and convinces him to stay with her for one year. After this, she aids him in summoning the spirit of a dead prophet, Tiresias, who advises Odysseus on how to placate Poseidon. It seems Poseidon’s wrath is almost at an end, so long as Odysseus and his men can survive a few more trials which Circe and Tiresias advise him on. Thus, he is able to survive the hypnotic call of the Sirens (by having his men plug their ears and tie him to the mast) and successfully navigates the whirpool, Charybdis, albeit suffering some loses to the nearby sea monster, Scylla. Finally, the last trial is upon them. All Odysseus and his crew must do is avoid eating the sacred cows on the island of Thrinacia. Odysseus’ men, who so far have been as much a plague to him as any god, eat the cattle, enraging the sun god Helios who has Zeus strike their boat with lightning and send them all careening baack into Charybdis. Odysseus, protected by fate, washes ashore on the island of Ogygia where he is found by the nymph Calypso. Calypso wishes to make Odysseus her husband and keeps him trapped with her for seven years. Finally, with all the gods having forgotten their ire, Athena is able to free him. Poseidon does have one last laugh, and shipwrecks Odysseus one last time leading to his washing ashore in Phaeacia.

𝗛𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁

Odysseus is given a boat by the Phaeacians and finally returns home, just as Telemachus returns as well, having been unable to find his father. Through some plotting, disguises, and divine intervention by Athena, Telemachus and Odysseus reunite and hatch a plan to oust the suitors. Penelope announce a final trial for any man wishing to marry her: they must string Odysseus’ famed bow and shoot an arrow through 12 axe heads. None can do it but a disguised Odysseus. It is uncertain if the stringing of the bow was impossible for others due to a lack of strength or because only Odysseus knew how to properly string a recurve bow. Regardless, the deed is done and Odysseus reveals himself. Along with Telemachus, he slays the suitors and some unfaithful servants. The tale ends happily, with Ithaca at peace and Odysseus on his throne, reunited with his family.

Image Credit: Odysseus and Polyphemus, Arnold Böcklin, 1896

#A Year in Faith #Odyssey #AYIF #Religion #Mythology #Day 38

[alliechick]

March Books Part 1

The Odyssey by Homer translated by Richmond Lattermore

This books is fucking wild. Odysseus is a smug asshole who goes through one weird adventure after another while everyone thinks he’s awesome and has nice thighs.

It’s interesting which parts of the story gets more detail than others. The most iconic parts of the odyssey, the wanderings of Odysseus- the lotus eaters, the cyclops, the sirens, Circe and kalypso- only take up 5 chapters. The last third or so is all about Odysseus lying to literally everyone and then murdering guests who overstayed their welcome (to be fair, they were trying to marry his wife).

Definitely liked this more than the Iliad. It has more mythology and less graphic killing (though there’s still some, because it’s not a Greek epic without murder).

Captive Prince by C.S. Picat

Couldn’t sleep one night and remembered I had this series on my phone so I decided to reread it.

Okay, I know it’s trashy Bad Dark Wrong gay romance, but here me out. It’s like, actually really good? And complex? And has a lot less smut than people would assume. The central couple doesn’t even fuck in the first book.

The characters are complex, the plot intriguing, the main couple actually fall in love but not before they earn each other’s trust.

Prince’s Gambit by C.S. Pacat

The ramping up of romantic, sexual, and political tensions in this book is so good. I love seeing the plot weave together, unbeknownst to Damen. Love seeing more of Laurent’s true personality and intentions shine through. And it ends on such a great reveal.

Seriously, this series has smut, but the plot and characters are so well thought out and written.

King’s Rising by C.S. Pacat

Guys really this series is so good. The way the rug is pulled out from under you in the beginning, the devotion between Damen and Laurent. The beautiful ending, coming after many twists and turns. I love that even the smut scenes gives insight into characters or explores and builds their relationships.

#lets start a book club! #alex irl

[antrauma]

hehe I think the longest running gambit of this entire chapter might be odysseus playing odysseus... from beyond death

sasuga odysseus

#I mean he's been my favorite since before I hit double digits for a reason

[adevistic]

Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.

He’s always wondered: what do wolves dream of when they sleep? Is it the spring of pine needles as they run through the forest, or the thrill of the hunt, of something shuddering beneath you in submission?

He sees her, entertaining at the bar, spinning and selling a fantasy to a patron, and he thinks this is the little bit of death he seeks tonight. He strides to the bar, languid but no less purposeful, recognizing the patron at the bar – it’s the Rothschild boy, and he claps a hand on his shoulder, the beautiful fool, and leans down to whisper in his ear. “Pardon my intrusion,” he says, and his eyes never leave from where they’re set on Charlotte. “But I do believe that a certain diamond has been searching the seas for you.”

It’s all too easy; he can feel Theodore brighten and tense, and he hears the quick apologetic tone that follows, asking for Charlotte to forgive him as he excuses himself. He orders a drink, sliding into newly vacated seat, but not paying her any mind until the bartender hands him the whisky; she could leave, but he knows she will not, and he takes a sip before finally facing her. This, like everything else he does, is purposeful – an exploitation of power, a subtle flex of it.

He can see, for a moment before it’s swallowed, the fear and revulsion in the green of her eyes, can practically feel her heart beating wildly against the thought of him, and he raises an eyebrow, amused.

“Come now, darling,” he says, tone thick with saccharine charm. “I’ve missed you. Won’t you say you’ve missed me?”

“Monsieur Hadley,” she says, polite as ever. “Of course I have.”

He smiles patiently, because this is the game he’s so craved, sits for a moment before he leans in closer, beckoning her closer. “I don’t believe you,” he says, drolly. “Won’t you show me instead?”

Charlotte’s eyes narrow for a moment, leonine features in sharp contrast before something almost palpably clicks, and a smile winds around her lips, beguiling. This he does not enjoy – he’s not interested in pretty masks – but he doesn’t voice it, either. He’s a patient man, and he will wait for his moment. “You know the way, don’t you, monsieur?”

Elias stills for a moment, before he regards her fully – a quick scan of her dress and corset, the roses blooming to life on her cheeks in the stifling heat – and meets her eyes once again. “I certainly know the way to something,” he murmurs softly, though his tone lays laced with insinuations as ever. “But tonight is about showing me, no? Lead on, my dear.”

She perches on the bed, gingerly, an invitation, a vision in white against the drip-red of the room, a small smile on her lips. He stands by the doorway, amused but unimpressed, watching as she settles down like just another piece of the room, like she’s just another pretty object in the lavish furnishings of the room. He’s a man in imports; he knows how to value and cherish objects, but he’s uninterested in them – he wants the girl: he doesn’t want the petty dreams she sells.

He doesn’t make a move, content where he stands, but he’s sure she can see the coil of him lying in waiting, all viper’s patience and imminent danger. She leaves her seat to come to him, questioning eyes as she reaches for his tie. He intercepts her hand, but keeps her close. He must look intimidating at this intimate distance – he’s spent much time in front of a mirror, eye to deceiving eye, watching the mercurial black of his eyes refuse to show anything but cool analytical amusement. 

She doesn’t back down, she knows what he wants; clever girl, he thinks, simultaneously approving and bored. Eager to please and desperate to be wanted, he thinks, even by a man she reviles. It’s a familiar tune, and he drops her hand and his own. “Sweet Penelope,” he says, calls her. “Faithful Penelope.”

Charlotte doesn’t voice any confusion, but he can practically see how she calculates his words into her demeanor. Clever, clever, he notes.

“Always overshadowed by her cousins, blood-soaked Clytemnestra and beautiful Helen,” he says, turning away from her, reaching for a bottle of champagne, pausing to pour two glasses. “Oh, but she was clever though. Smarter than both of them. Read all of her suitors like books and tricked them all.”

This noticeably piques her interest, and he offers her a glass. She takes it graciously.

“Doesn’t it sound familiar to you? She reminds me of you; so smart, so cunning – you know exactly what everyone wants before they even do. I only wonder who your Odysseus is, hmm? Someone who has your eternal heart and loyalty.”

At this she flickers, and he takes a small breath in, eyes widening at the inconsistency, pleased.

“Ah, so you know what – or rather, who – I’m talking about,” he breathes.

“Who is to say you are not my Odysseus, monsieur?” she says, elusive and charming as ever.

“Charmed thought,” he remarks, amused by the show she puts on. “But please don’t presume I can be hoodwinked like any other patron you know.”

“Of course not,” she says, undeterred. “You’re unlike anyone I know.”

Ah, he thinks, ego purring and preening, even as he knows it’s just another one of her lines, a similar gambit to his own. “Darling, you know I hardly believe a single word out of your mouth.”

“Then should I show you instead?” she asks, subtly using his own words against him, teasing, inviting.

“Crafty,” he remarks, unswayed. 

She moves for his tie, and he does not stop her this time.

Corset abandoned by the side as she lays before him, unabashed and uncovered by anything but pretense, he stills and pulls away, taking a moment to think. He’s just another job, another patron to bed, another man to give her a hefty purse and have his way with her; this displeases him – he prizes the game above all, and sex isn’t winning.

Unless he changes the game. 

He grins, teeth and ambitions bared wildly. He wonders if this unnerves her.

He crawls up to face her, and asks softly, in a tone he reserves for wide-eyed girls with bleeding hearts, if he can kiss her, and when she gives him the affirmative, he does: slowly, gently, romantically, in a way that Jacqueline might’ve been amused at had she been there to watch.

She changes, kaleidoscopic, fit for anything she may encounter – but he does as well.

Tonight is not about him, physically – even if it’s always about him mentally.

He moves deadly slowly, trailing down her sternum and navel, fingers reverent and slow over the planes of her hips, gentle like summer rains.

Tonight is about whittling her down so obscenely slowly until she forgets who she needs to be and more importantly, who he is.

He looks up from between her legs; they tremble in his hands from exertion, and the rest of her heaves similarly for breath – he’s paused yet again at the precipice, denying her at every turn, pulling from her when she pushes for more, and oh, it’s beautiful.

It’s cavalierly cruel, in his usual brand.

But it’s been a long time under painstakingly careful ministration, and he wonders if she can think clearly enough to recognize it.

He continues after she’s settled, and the cycle begins anew.

She’s spent, and frustrated, and he cheerfully brushes locks of spun-gold hair away from her eyes.

“Now’s the time to tell me instead of showing me, my dear. I want to hear what sort of charmed words fall from your lips now,” he says, leaning in. “Won’t you beg for me?”

She manages to string a couple broken thoughts together, and they clash and ring in his ears like victory, so he settles once again, smug, and brings her home.

“That’s it, sweetie,” he coos, as she cries underneath him; “You can do it, sweetheart,” he says again. “You look so beautiful,” he continues, praises spilling like wine, staining red in the flush of her cheeks. She shakes in his arms, beneath him, and he thinks he knows the thrill that wolves dream of now.

#❛ lean for me and i'll fall back┊charlotte.

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Feryne - MoDem Festival 2016 - Artist Podcast #016

tracklist: 

01 - Manoya - In My Sleep (Utero Remix) 02 - Iketa - Run(Huron remix) 03 - Mind Tree - The Owl And The Penguin 04 - 18h15 feat. Dolan Xako - Le Chemin 05 - Renoizer - No man's land 06 - Koloto - Fox Tales 07 - Calla Soiled - Rainfall 08 - Roel Funcken - The Paradigm for Reverence 09 - Max Million - Sub strata 10 - Lusine - Snap 11 - The last gambit - Whisky Is a Good God 12 - Koan - Odysseus Under the Old Tree 13 - Kettel - Kroost kids 14 - Fine Cut Bodies -Beetle In The Bandoneon 15 - Premute and Limit's End - New Breathe 16 - Kodek - Kinda Track 17 - Yppah - D song 18 - Deru - I Want 19 - Squarepusher - Iambic 9 Poetry 20 - Taylor McFerrin - Postpartum(Dorian Concept remix) 21 - Igorrr - Tout Petit Moineau 22 - Ruby My Dear - Shee 23 - Dj shadow - Blood On The Motorway

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