Windswept periwinkles raced with specks of silica. Uprooted, he blustered into her cottage, wet, tired, eyes stinging, fur matted with kelp and sand. #Sweet, gentle hands took his paws and, like thick smoke thinning as fire subsided, his roar turned to a soft hum.
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Once upon a time, there was a floating head...
#sketch #davinci #pencilsketches #renaissanceaesthetic #renaissance
France has spray cheese?!
Oh wow! Those are so rad!
Good weird or weird weird?
Anything on world building is always a yes, please!
#Vesper bore sleet from purple skies. The little fae & swallowtails abandoned their thistle beds, but, huddled beneath the cloak of ice, green shoots rested, patient for the melt that always came.
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Thank you! Happy Halloween ✨🥂🪄
Happy Halloween from Winifred Sanderson ✨🎃
Ugh. ☠️
Right?! Definitely patch test. 😂
It seems like they had stores full of poisons, doesn't it? 😆 They should've stuck with plucking.
Darkly fun fact! From 1532, a hair removal recipe:
'Boil together a solution of one pint of arsenic and eighth of a pint of quicklime. Go to a baths or a hot room and smear medicine over the area to be depilated. When the skin feels hot, wash quickly with hot water so the flesh doesn’t come off.’ ☠️
Jumped ship into a new genre.
#writing #momswritersclub
I love crafty people.
I love that! 😆 Crayons rule.
Ooo I love the one on the right 🌹
Conjuring vibes. 🌹🕯️
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Happy, happy birthday!
Harvest hours dim and bitter winds hum, something wicked this way comes…
Elgiva (1855), oil on canvas
By Joanna Mary Boyce
Boyce depicted model Lizzie Ridley as the ill-fated Anglo-Saxon Queen Aelfgifu (Elgiva).
Her marriage to the King annulled against her will, they branded her face and exiled her to Ireland.
Grandiloquent Word of the Day - Sepia-toned graphic in baroque Victorian typeface with pen-and-ink drawing of a human man sitting at a sodden table with a Goat man. The human man is holding a bowl off hot broth and is blowing on it. The goat man says, “No…thank you sincerely; your boiled comestibles smell delectable indeed! But I’m afraid I’m still sufficiently suffonsified from elevenses.”
Flummery [FLUM-uh-ree]
(n.)
1. A sweet dish made with beaten eggs, milk, sugar, & flavorings
2. Empty compliments
3. Nonsense
Used in a sentence:
“Feeding flummery to the fulgurous faun failed to flatter, as the fulsome fainéant feigned fullness.”
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My very face.
🖤🖤
Well, well, well. Fancy meeting you here, sir. Please excuse me while I diiiiieee. ☠️
Wild times.
I can't imagine how hard it was for old Hollywood.
A fabulous witch you would be!
That was fascinating, wonderful piece!
This line tho:
"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies."
-Neil Gaiman, American Gods