The Rehabilitation Of Death

i’m so tired i need to be held or killed

Well, you know what I think!? No??? Me neither.

Thinking about lambs, whose culture was joyous and loud and vibrant. Lambs who had a dance for everything and a song to match. Lambs whose caravans could be heard marching melodies across the planes. Lambs for who even a combat was done in step to a waltz.

Thinking about The Lamb, who only knows the mourning songs. The Lamb, who only remembers the dances that require a blade in their hands. The Lamb who whispers sad melodies as they walk hostile lands. The Lamb whose only connection to their lost people is in the way they would spill blood.

The Lamb who sings and dances anyway, because while everything else may be gone, they still have this.

Can you draw Leshy trying to convince Lamb and Narinder to go to couples therapy?

i love leshy, he has many secrets. not sure if he's very successful in convincing them so much as outright forcing them?

i don't think he uses his perceptions kindly though. but given that his providence was chaos it would've been important for him to immediately read everyone. the others would've likely been fine at it for like.... other gods, but leshy i assume does this to everyone just to fuck with them

i did also eventually settle on what it was that leshy traded with the mystic seller as the last trade any of the bishops did

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I can still see everything from you and have your profile pic unblurred, but had to go into settings and turn off the option to blur "mature" content.

anyways uh yeah imma see what i can do about the mature thing but like, yknow

What makes me angry about the whole "sometimes the curtains are just blue" thing is the abject unwillingness to engage in the media, instead just rephrasing known information in the form of an answer that doesn't dig any deeper. There was a conscious choice to describe the curtains as blue; to even describe it in the first place, and that has at least some small amount of significance.

An example of what I mean that comes to mind is Brian Jacques and his Redwall series of books. He would often give in-depth descriptions of food and meals eaten by the characters. Now, I could ask, "Why did he describe the oat cakes as sweet and crumbly?" you could say "Because they just are. That's what oat cakes are."

You would be correct. They are just oat cakes. This is just a small insignificant detail. The author only included it because he thought it was a nice little detail and, if it were removed, it would have no effect on the story as a whole. There isn't some big metaphor behind them, they are just sweet treats, but by dismissing the question, you miss out on so much.

"Why did he describe the oat cakes as sweet and crumbly?" Maybe because he wanted to demonstrate that the character was a competent cook. Maybe because he wrote his books for children in a school for the blind in Liverpool, and this is an example of the wealth of sensory details he uses to make the world feel vibrant and beautiful and help his readers feel like they were a part of it. Maybe because he was a massive goddamn foodie and always found himself wondering what it was the characters ate when a story simply said "and then they had dinner". Maybe because he takes joy in the fact that I always walk away from his books feeling hungry.

"Sometimes the curtains are just blue". Well, maybe they're blue because the author has some fuckin style.

That “the curtains are just blue” post remains the bane of my existence.

What your teachers were trying to do was make you think. About the story, the writer, and all the whys that come with literary analysis. Why did THIS writer at THIS time choose to write THIS SPECIFIC STORY and make THESE curtains blue?

There usually isn’t even a singular answer— the point isn’t to be correct, the point is to analyze it from all angles.

The great thing about writing is that no two people write the same. Writing is about your unique perspective. You could stick two writers in the same room and command them to write a story set in that room— and get wildly different depictions of the same space. One writer may describe the furniture in detail, while another fixates on the color of the walls or the detailed crown molding.

Neither writer is incorrect— but what they notice about the space and choose to focus on in their story is what is interesting. It gives you a glimpse at how this specific writer perceives and makes sense of the world. WHY does this writer focus on the room’s structural features? What does that say about them? WHY does this writer focus on the furnishings? What does that say about THEM?

It is about learning to engage with writing, and the person who wrote it, on a deeper level. Only George Orwell could’ve written 1984, only Toni Morrison could’ve written Beloved.

Now look at the curtains and tell me why that is.

Currently attempting to write a lamb, but I like the idea that they are a scholar, or at the very least would wish to be one.

I have an idea that they were raised from birth to read and write, to analyze the people and world around them and write it down. To collect cultures and thoughts and ideas to place into a book as a living history.

The reason being for this is that they were born into a generation that knew it was going to die, so while the others were trained to hunt, kill and hide, this lamb was taught to record everything that was left before it was gone for good. A sort of desperate effort to leave something behind, in the hopes that someone will find it and remember them when they are all gone.

As a cult leader, this translates perfectly into record keeping and maintaining a detailed history of the cult and its inhabitants. This also means The Lamb is physically unable to let go of their past and the grief attached to it. They have it all written down and re-read it over and over because someone has to remember. Someone needs to keep some part of them alive. Someone must remember every detail and they don't remember the color of their mother's eyes. They never wrote it down they don't remember what was the color why didn't they write it down whatwasthecolorwhatwasthecolorwhatwasthecolor

what's a characteristic you've given your Lamb and why?

I'll go first: My Lamb talks a lot. They're a rambler, and I got the idea from spamming the 'B to Bleat' button in game. Lil dude has a special button to repeatedly make noise

Adventuring duo that's an artificer and their little wizard child whose first instinct when encountering a problem is to set it on fire and any implication that this is not the correct solution is taken as a challenge.