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Races Of Aetheral

Races of Aetheral

The spirit Alive in peoples who call home

Tradition, unison Beneath the eye of prosperity

Unique, wide-spread Backbone in art, science, war

Descend, Find a place, Prove their worth

Hail the Eld, Settle in all corners of the world Into the highest wood and deepest caves

Proud, There is little question to who has Conquered all

Born of the wishes of a goddess Magic in both body and purpose

Ambition despite tragedy

Thrive over the fallen

Connect to spirit Marked by war and strife,

Better the will of death, Towards which they march

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4 years ago

latin phrases i wish to remember:

♡ "veni, vidi, vici." - i came, i saw, i conquered.

♡ "vivamus, moriendum est." - let us live, for we must die.

♡ "ergo dum me diligis." - so long as you love me.

♡ "alis volat propriis." - she flies with her own wings.

♡ "sic mundus creatus est." - thus the world was created.

♡ “aut inveniam viam aut faciam.” - i shall either find a way, or make one.

4 years ago

I think most are better

Better at every type of art

Photos, poems, writing

I sing quietly,

I dance uninspired,

All I can feel is that weight

That presses against my heart

Heavier and heavier

I never can describe the numbness

The sinking in my chest

Like a stone into the ocean

Im meant to explore and understand

I am no pilgrim

I write, afraid

Afraid of my betters

I sink into the sand

Of the sea floor

I wait until I get up again

To renew the cycle of

Wake, walk, return.


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4 years ago

Announcements

Eerily quiet… Command broken Much harder then need be

Impossible to see Trouble in hand

Masks suggest release See the picture


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4 years ago

Help

They need to be cut down Cut down

Change over time Indefinitely

Keel over and die Not in prime

Lifespan: 0 Years At the verge of death

Heart, A failure

Rare, realistic, Change, Rebuild

Discover the blind Use it for gain

On the limit Too much

I am wrong Memory is telling me of death, immortal


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4 years ago

I got to be part of something!

Literary Forest Magazine, a magazine with only two issues thus far and is entirely based on the internet has allowed me to be a part of it. It is a collection of poetry from those that are up-and-coming. They found mine here, on this Tumblr, and asked me what felt like ages ago. It’s a perfect birthday present, and where I can’t remember the name of the exact blog that asked me, I will thank Abbie Hart, Editor in Chief, since I’m pretty sure it is only owned and operated by one person. Thank you so much for the opportunity.  Link to the Magazine, Issue #2 (It’s almost all digital): https://literaryforestmagazineonline.wordpress.com/issue-two/


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