WINTER SENTINEL.XVIII.II.MMXIX. by Orphné Achéron.
pencil, ink and gold.
Jenna Andersen
I came across this very odd pond in a forest
put ur foot in there and you’ll never be seen again
(If people were wondering, this is probably a vernal pond- a temporary body of water that typically forms after heavy rains. They can form in the same place year after year but rarely last more than a month or two)
…says the fairy apologist ¬_¬
I mean, A body of water with a part-time existence that in some places is the only source of fresh water for miles so it attracts every animal in the area, perfectly preserves whatever it swallows until it vanishes and leaves a pile of goo and is named after an equinox is still pretty fucking Fae.
good point
… and apparently they make fucking fairy rings as they dry out.
(As the moisture causes flowers to bloom at different times.)
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May your August be filled with love and growth.
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Magic of the forest (2020) - Mariusz Lewandowski
“Our actions entrench the power of the light on this planet. Every positive thought we pass between us makes room for more light. And if we do more than think, then our actions clear the path for even more light. That is why forgiveness and compassion must become more important principles in public life.”
— John Lewis, Across That Bridge: Life Lessons and a Vision for Change (via chantgirl)
Casual reminder that we have a MORATORIUM on negative prophecies all of you with your intuitions deadlocked on doomsday vibes must refrain from making any prophesies until September 2021 or risk having your astral access REVOKED bc at this point saying ‘this bad thing will happen’ is like saying it might rain when it’s cloudy outside.
We already know. We’re in the pit. We get it.