A kindly looking fey approaches you.
"I'm not going to pretend you're as foolish as someone else would say you look. Though it appears you are in need of assistance. There are several things I am willing to take in exchange for helping you. So, before we get started,
It is your choice, of course."
Rodeo Beach
Michelle Morin
@salticid​ you’re amazing and I love ur cryptic spambot convo I hope u like this!!
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I made a little guy
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Update: his name is Scorching Ray and he has a sister named Burning Gaze!
See the family:
The Dragon Garden
Scorching Ray | Burning Gaze | Calm Air | Dancing Lights (soon) | Tireless Pursuit (soon) | ???
Flower CreaturesÂ
5″x5″, watercolor/multimedia, 2015 - 2016
It always upsets me so much when I see interpretations/illustrations of the two headed calf poem that show a living calf being torn away from its mother and killed to sell to a museum and framing the poem as being "humanity kills beautiful things for being different".
Two headed cows almost never survive more than a few hours after their birth. The farmer finds the *body* the next day. The calf was destined to die, and that's a tragedy, but for the time it was alive, it had a beautiful and unique experience.
It's not a poem about the cruelty of man. It's a poem about the beauty of life in an indifferent universe. It's about purpose and beauty being able to exist even in an existence doomed to come to an end, as all our lives are. It's not a poem about how a calf dies, but how, even for only a brief moment, it was alive.
And, for that moment, because of that life, however fleeting, the sky had twice as many stars.