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El Hombre Caiman from Columbia. This creature used to be a man, he would transform into an alligator to spy on women bathing in the river. One day he got stuck partially transformed, and now he is all alone.

River Mumma from Jamaica. A fierce representation of the Devine feminine. She can be found sunning herself on rocks by the river, sometimes she will test your honesty.

Vodyanoi of Slavic Eurasia. This water spirits have been described to ride down rivers on logs, and will break dama when angry. Fishermen will place a small amount of tobacco on the water as an offering asking for help with their catch.

La Sirene from Haiti. She is a diety of the voodoo traditions. A capricious goddess associated with the ocean and the moon, she may take people away under the waves and transform them before they are returned.

There are many benefits to being a marine biologist

tired: mermaids are all women

wired: much like elves, merfolk are mistaken by sailors for being all women because they have long hair and are very pretty

I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

— The Song of Achilles, Madeline Miller

The Lament for Icarus (1898), by Herbert James Draper.

🌟 Meet Crystalise: The Radiant Heart of Ice 🌟

Beneath a canopy of glittering stars and the crispest night air, Crystalise emerges as a vision of beauty and kindness. With her ice-sculpted wings shimmering in the moonlight, she represents the epitome of grace and warmth amidst the frost.

🌨️ The Legacy of the Glacial Queens 🌨️

Crystalise belongs to the majestic lineage known as the Glacial Queens, an all-female species born from the magic of icicles. Once a year, under the enchanted sky, these fairies gather to cast ancient spells, ensuring their continued legacy on the coldest reaches of their world.

🌬️ A Serene Life in the Frost 🌬️

Living in the planet’s most frigid landscapes, the Glacial Queens thrive without competition. Their days are filled with laughter, shared stories, and playful rendezvous with the creatures who also call this icy paradise home.

Join us in celebrating the serene beauty and heartfelt tales of Crystalise and her kin.

In the heavenly realms where Grecian gods preside, there existed a dancer like no other, crafted by Kratos, the god known for his formidable strength and noble spirit. From the last stone left unused in the creation of the heavens, he formed Chaleia, whose name signifies harsh grace. Her birth celebrated the completion of their celestial abode, and her dances graced the skies above, a spectacle for the gods and any celestial being fortunate enough to witness. Tragedy struck during a vicious assault by malevolent foes. Alone and cornered, Chaleia faced a grim ultimatum: serve the invaders eternally or suffer a dreadful demise. Her loyalty unyielding, she attempted escape but was overpowered. As she slowly crumbled to dust, each particle a fading memory, she twirled one last time for Kratos, her creator. Witnessing her defiance, the demon reduced her to mere dust and a distant memory.

After triumphing over their adversaries, the gods wept and danced until they collapsed from exhaustion. Restored, they erected a statue in Chaleia’s honor, a lasting tribute to the spirit forever erased from time.

🌟🦁 Explore the ethereal journey where life meets the infinite. This piece, inspired by a dialogue with ChatGPT, envisions an afterlife where you and your spirit animal gain wings to explore the cosmos until the next chapter begins. A blend of fantasy and spiritual symbolism, this image invites us to dream beyond the ordinary.

👇 Feel the vibe? Share your thoughts in the comments!

🌟 Unveiling the vengeful beauty of a resurrected queen! I created this female mummy coming to life, weaving together mystery and mythology with a touch of opulence. I love how the gold elements enhance the photo, giving it a regal yet eerie allure. What are your favorite details? 💛✨

Sfânta Marți, the one not happy to be here.

Marți(Tuesday) is the day that accumulated most of the negative energies in Romanian folklore, being embodied by a very capricious and usually mean spirited being with 9 different faces, both male and female depending on who sees her. It is said that the fabric of reality was woven on the first Tuesday, but unlike her elder sister Luni who blesses all beginnings in honor of the bit of creation done on her day, Marți curses all begnnings and endings on her day, seeing them as a vain attempt to rival God. So there's a long list of superstitions, what you should and shouldn't do to avoid her wrath: do not start a journey on a Tuesday, do not start weaving or plowing or any other long term work, leave the last stitch on a garment for another day, do not move in a new house, do not propose on this day etc, etc, etc. Marți also gained the cusre of the 3 ill hours which are random every Tuesday and bad things are prone to happen as a result of a murder being commited on her day-sometimes the first murder, other times just a really bad one(Craliu Marcu killing his son Gruicea to take his bride; Stefanita killing his foster father Luca Arbore in anger etc). But it's not all bad, as when spring comes she takes on her kindest face as Mărțișor and is willing to hand out luck and blessings if you wear the red and white string.

The Tale of the First Witch

The Witch House in Salem, Massachusetts, USA

I can't keep having the same conversations about love languages, mbti, iq, bmi, "brain fully formed at 25" and shit over and over again...