Listen on Soundcloud I’m working on a music patch for ADFR. I woke up with Invariant of Fate one morning a few days ago. It’s currently my favourite among the bunch. I downloaded MuseScore2, and it’s remarkably powerful and easy to use for freeware. Maybe I’m just used to working with the toy that is… Continue reading Invariant of Fate
I keep witing poems during our Call of Cthulhu sessions.
The poem itself is talking about someone waiting at the shores of Lake Hali.
A train travels through the dusk, steam and gears working it over the rails along the forest’s edge between Mannheim and Koblenz, travelers slumbering in the sleeping wagons and on their seats. As the sun sets, the cool, fresh wind from the forest carries growing grass with it, sprouting silently, translucent, from the barren stones… Continue reading Down the tracks
content warning: nonconsensual partial consumption of a sentient being (technically not cannibalism), suggestive commentary about an orc lady, and multiple weed references/jokes. Or, how I won a bake-off against a troll.
From Mindy Vasil’s Starburst Pi Shawl pattern
A month in the making, 8 balls of 25m long 6mm thick blue effect yarn and 7 balls of 90m long 2mm thick black fuzzy yarn. 27600+ stitches, and the last 15 rows had 576 each on them. Ow, my fingers. 576 stitches of 6mm thick yarn on a 80cm/32inch circular knitting needle is not fun.
But now it’s finished, and it’s fluffy and fuzzy and warm.
The tealight was burning everywhere but the at the wick, and there was too much easily flammable stuff nearby. The flame extinguished instantanously – so little oxygen in a tea glass… The wood under the tealight is scorched, and there is still some smoke clinging to the edges of the tea glass.
Altes Land, bedeckt von Bäumen Von Hügeln, Flüssen, Schienen Die von Stahl gezähmt den Menschen nun dienen Und des Nachts Vergangenes träumen Vergessen die Mythen, vergessen die Riten Vergessen was sie einst von hier trieb Was seit Urzeiten hier war und hier auch blieb Diese Wesen die über den Nachtwald gebieten Kreaturen schön wie auch… Continue reading Der Wald zwischen den Schienen
Across the woods and sand and sea To where the gifted and the haunted flee Where steel and magic, side by side Draw thought and wonder to collide There lies great Kiliskalea Machines and sorcery, foes since old Since times unremembered, as truth been told Like night and day, like sea and ground With no… Continue reading City of Wonders / The Fall of Kiliskalea
It hit the angels first – their immortality is dependent on the existence of their gods. And when the gods ceased to be, the angels were the first to follow, each in their own gruesome way. Whe techies got away comparatively well. Vereyann’s Illumination is gone and the clarity of drawing inspiration and innovation from… Continue reading Rillyeneth
Birthday present for my moirail Ivy, the rabbit familiarplushie from A Day for Remembrance.
Sewed by hand. My fingers hurt. I’m just glad I’m done, heh.
Kite Winter 