Summoning Circle For The Important Things In Life

summoning circle for the important things in life 🙏🏼

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“His past was a series of tragedies, his history written not by the winners or the victims, rather the perpetrator, the villain of it all, left standing on an empty battlefield, destined never to join the skeletons beneath the ground but stay forever a living corpse”

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“Or perhaps it was that he had seen eternity in that abandoned warehouse, and eternity had laughed as it showed him visions of a dying Earth, of the very end of time. He was the last of his kind and would stay that way until there was no one left to remember humanity’s existence at all, everything eventually lost to the relentless destruction of the universe except for the soul that seemed to have no place in the Afterlife.”

I am so Normal™️ about this book and it is so frustrating that I have to write three other books to get to this one because it just obliterates me

something something being doomed by the narrative for reasons you are unaware of so the cure that should have granted you peace does not work for only you, leaving you with a broken soul and the impending mortality of everyone around you

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wip: The Consequence of Immortality

series: The Infected World Series (book 4)

©️ Ethan Ember (me) (do not plagiarise)

I am probably insufferable to watch films/tv with because if I’m not pointing out differences from the book then I’m looking up the cast every five minutes because I cannot identify actors to save my life

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The driving force of Clancy (album but also the guy) is "I was supposed to be better by now." You were supposed to grow up and be past this. You were supposed to be "normal." Isn't that what you always used to promise yourself? What everyone promised? That it would get better One Day? When is that day supposed to come? When you're 25? 35? Maybe everyone was wrong and it never comes. Maybe you will always feel like you're the worst you've ever been when a new depression episode hits. Maybe you will truthfully always be as suicidal as you were when you were 14, but now you just have more (practical) reasons not to do it. Maybe you never really recover from the trauma and it just grows and changes with you. Maybe you're always going to feel like you're a half step behind everyone else your age because you spent all your golden years locked alone in your bedroom wishing you could stop existing or at least become someone else. Maybe you will always feel like you're lying to everyone when you act like you're fine. Maybe they will always pity you. Maybe this time around they'll finally admit what you already suspect, that they're tired of you and tired of this, and they'll leave.

And the theme of Clancy is, actually, really, you have gotten better. Every time. Even if you can't see it yet. And they're all still waiting for you, like they always have before, and like they maybe always will. People want to see you at your worst because they love you. You just have to swim a little to get to them. You just have to look yourself in the face sometimes

me when i wrote a fic for a fic and the author said they considered it canon in their universe

me when someone comments that they've read my works more than once: