im sorry snow is a what.

Big brain move

Follow for the same picture of a rock every day

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Am I being silly/missing something? Or am I mildly onto something by thinking about what role the corivality was for the horned axe. I’m watching some lore stuff (Handsome’s library is amazing btw, I hope they upload more), Ofc they mention that the horned axe was an edge hour while they were a god-from-stone.

And I just can’t help but think about what that means for the dayad bit. Is the edge dyad trope invented by the colonel and the lionsmith? Or did it exist in a different way? I almost imagine that the horned axe was its own dyad, like the wolf divided, simultaneously opening and shutting doors depending on worthiness. But it could also be that it MADE dyads through the act of splitting things, and opening them, instead of BECOMING them.

It could also very possibly be that this idea that edge inherently means a rivalry only came after the colonel and the lionsmith, which also presents the more interesting question of what “egde” meant for others. I wonder if it was a totally different, and much older aspect, like the newer ones added in book of hours, like sky, rose, or scale. Something older and far more primal than these newer, more specific aspects we see in the present time. Idk interesting to think about.

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im sorry snow is a what.

ah! didnt see u there! u caught me indulging in one of my most fascinating interests as of late. its called a "dictionary". *turns page and softly chuckles* oh, this is clever...

We've apparently invented an artificial stone that, when cut, functions as a kind of Super Asbestos.

So, you know, watch out for that.

fuckin ugly-ass dumpled lings

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No, Fucking Business is my job. Go Shovel Bullshit instead; just opened up

My job on the commune is to trim each individual piece of grass with very tiny scissors.

Squidward… you’ve changed…

Rule I'm feeling better