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In case it hadn’t already become abundantly clear, I’m moving blogs! I just think it’ll be a good way to get my muse back, which is so important to me because Sunny is important to me. My URL won’t be changing so you can find me at madeofsunlight and I’d still love to interact with all you beautiful people over there!
In case it hadn't already become abundantly clear, I'm moving blogs! I just think it'll be a good way to get my muse back, which is so important to me because Sunny is important to me. My URL won't be changing so you can find me at madeofsunlight and I'd still love to interact with all you beautiful people over there!
Here is a nearly-complete version of the immortal family tree. There are some branches of it missing such as some of the other Norse gods, as well as the connections to Hindu, Chinese and numerous other godly pantheons and one connection to a British royal family from the medieval period. The point is that it contains all of the relevant members of the immortal family even if there are numerous others not displayed.
The smaller portraits signify someone already present on the tree though who have a connection with someone in a place I could not properly join them. Some are also minor characters who do not require full space though are important enough to include on the tree.
Those who are greyed out are deceased. Those with an anonymous icon have yet to have a FC determined for them.
PS. This is based on heavily modified and original mythology so inaccuracies are present and are most likely intentional.
Also, I realise that the resolution is too small for the text to be readable so I have linked a full-sized version here
There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not, everything eventually ends. As much as I’ve looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings. Last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable, Leaves fall, you close the book. You say goodbye. Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar, everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we’re leaving, and that hurts, there’s some people who are so much a part of us, they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground. Our North Star. And the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us… always.
"That’s right, but I have yet to find out the truth about the world so I don’t know if I’ll need to tell the truth, and please them or lie in order to make it seem okay. The answer is out there though, somewhere. With my powers, I’ll be able to find it one day but for now, just going to relax. Act normal. Maybe confuse more people by popping up and taking their food."
"Y'know what? I think I like you. Strange as you might be. Just try not to be disappointed. Things are never as exciting or interesting as what our imaginations can come up with. An' if you're plannin' on stealing more food, I wouldn't say no to some kind of cupcake."
"She said you’d say that. — And I honestly have no idea. Hopefully not long because it’s a little unnerving. Also, you’ll find Draco had the sense to do so.”
"Gods help me, I must be getting predictable. Then I don't know what the problem is, you got some entertainment, I got some funny stories and we got some nice blackmail."
❝ ———Great. ❞
She could never get enough of books, all the worlds, the stories they held inside and all the possibilities, although they held lies too ——- all the stories claiming to know the truth abouthisher own story and the one of his dearest friend. But as long as the ones that lived the story were aware of the truth, then there was no problem.
"You're welcome to take any you like."
They covered a fairly broad area of subjects, a side effect of having been around so long was that just about everything had interested her at one point or another. She liked to think it made her rather...well rounded. Whether or not that was true was still up for debate. Either way, it seemed selfish to keep it all to herself.
"I've read them all a dozen times."
London by Jeremias Carroza
"--I think it could do with more daisies personally."
“Haven’t you earned your wings yet my little firebird?”
"Consider it a work in progress."
"--That ain't fair. You know I can't reach."
”Draco has a theory that Mum put something in his wine to make him loosen up. And I can’t exactly deny it because who knows what she has growing in the gardens.”
"--I want to be able to give her the benefit of the doubt, but...well. How long d'you think it'll last? And the real question: did anyone think to record any of this?"
The maiden goddess smiled — at the very least, Elois was just as enthusiastic about flowers as she was. it certainly made a difference from having everybody except her mother think she needed to socialize more. Plants were, after all, better friends than people. Or better company than her family.
“ They’re multicolored, different shades of pink. I even have a special yellow one for you. — When you are absent and they look to the sun? “
People were decidedly overrated. Unpleasant, held grudges, stepped on flowers. However, anyone who could respect a good sunflower was infinitely more tolerable than the rest, and if nothing else, Persephone succeeded in sharing her avid enthusiasm for plants.
"How kind of you. And aren't they still looking to me, at least in a way?"
