Fucking Incredible - Tumblr Posts
I dreamt that people found out that tumblr posts had a secret hidden text field that you normally couldn't put anything into that was called a post's "wungle text", and it wasn't normally displayed in any way, but someone made a browser extension that allowed you to write and view a post's wungle by flipping it over like an index card. The user's picture and name and all that would be backwards, but the wungle post looked otherwise like a normal post, though empty unless the author had written something in there. It worked in reblogs too.
People were using it for jokes, and a bunch of seemingly boring and innocuous posts got really popular with funny wungle sides.
dedicated to Laputa, the castle in the sky 🌟🌟
older art of a light cleric I played for a short momentÂ
Just my humble little contribution to the ides of march celebration.
Sorry for any grammatical error, English is not my first language.
"Dany chose the rightmost, and entered a long, dim, high-ceilinged hall. Along the right wall was a row of torches burning with a smoky orange light, but the only doors were to her left. Drogon unfolded wide black wings and beat the stale air. He took to the air and flew twenty feet before thudding to an undignified crash. Dany strode after him."
"The long hall went on and on and on, with endless doors to her left and only torches to her right. She ran past more doors than she could count, closed doors and open ones, doors of wood and doors of iron, carved doors and plain ones, doors with pulls and doors with locks and doors with knockers. Drogon lashed against her back, urging her on, and Dany ran until she could run no more."
"Yet another torch went out as she stood pon-dering, and the sounds grew faintly louder.
Drogon's long neck snaked out and he opened his mouth to scream, steam rising from between his teeth. He hears it too. Dany turned to the blank wall once more, but there was nothing. Could there be a secret door, a door I cannot see? Another torch went out. Another.
The first door on the right, he said, always the first door on the right. The first door on the right ...
It came to her suddenly ... is the last door on the left!"
ACOK-Dany IV
I wanted to draw this long corridor because it's in the text .."torches to right ...doors to the left"- meaning fire, day, light , sun , warmth, life, east to the right ...ice , cold, moon, night , west to the left...and she always has to enter the door to the right otherwise she will not find the way out ...but she comes to the end of the corridor ....and there are no doors to the right...but she turns around and left becomes right ...night becomes day...moon becomes sun...east becomes west😊and it ,I think , connects with..."to go nourth you must journey south. To reach the west you must go east. To go forward ,you must go back, and to touch the light you must pass beneath the shadow"...all that stuff😊 So I'm questioning ...maybe magic it's also a matter of perspective ?
This was a Circe illustration I started in Sam Weber’s SmartSchool class two years ago, but didn’t have time to finish. I found the old sketch last week and liked the composition, so I went ahead and finished it :)
