Undreaming.

moon&temple;  
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and this is how you will know me, sister, among the captives:
my hair perfumed with incense smoke, how slowly i enter the vacancy of a room. my reliquary heart.
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crayonic:

For people who are actually interested in how viking music might have sounded, “Drømde mik en drøm i nat" (/I dreamt a dream last night) is the earliest music (and lyrics) known in Scandinavia preserved on the last page of the (~1200-1300) Codex Runicusas rune notes.

The song and melody is still known and used today in most of Scandinavia, as a sort of folk-standard. This version, deceivingly slow in the beginning, is presented as close to the original sound of the years 900-1000 as historians think they can come.

This song might have survived because it was a gigantic hit, like the viking’s very own “Billie Jean”. A total pop slayer that stayed around long enough for music notes to be invented.

The more you know.

(Source: culturenordic.com, via forestsong)

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#vikings  #viking music  #codex runicus  #rune notes  #folk music  #old world 
"Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. Real gods require blood."
Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

(Source: that-girl-with-kaleidoscope-eyes, via ilasibilla)

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charmcore:

This summer has been most strange, most unsettling, even for a witch used to feeling the quickening of a thousand-thousand winds in her bones.  Whither the brutal, baking heart of August?  Whither the cicada-choked nights?  The season turns again and again away from me.  I can see only its shoulder, then its retreating back.
I feel no worry.  Well, no great worry.  Honestly if I find out this was autumn fairy mischief I am going to be QUITE displeased.  I take my Eye off of them for one breath of a moment and they’re gilding leaves and injecting all and sundry with a dark, fathomless thirst for “”“pumpkin spice.”“”“

charmcore:

This summer has been most strange, most unsettling, even for a witch used to feeling the quickening of a thousand-thousand winds in her bones.  Whither the brutal, baking heart of August?  Whither the cicada-choked nights?  The season turns again and again away from me.  I can see only its shoulder, then its retreating back.

I feel no worry.  Well, no great worry.  Honestly if I find out this was autumn fairy mischief I am going to be QUITE displeased.  I take my Eye off of them for one breath of a moment and they’re gilding leaves and injecting all and sundry with a dark, fathomless thirst for “”“pumpkin spice.”“”“

— 2 days ago with 70 notes
#fairy mischief  #fairies  #weather  #summer  #autumn  #fall  #fantasia  #gif 
"All wickedness is but little to the wickedness of a woman."

Malleus Maleficarum, Part 1, Question 6 (via haventreadthat)

Is this supposed to be an insult, because I’m flattered. (via charmcore)

(via charmcore)

— 2 days ago with 15 notes
#malleus maleficarum  #witchy 
"The Latin proverb, homo homini lupus - man is a wolf to man … is a libel on the wolf, which is a gentle animal with other wolves."
Geoffrey Gorer

(Source: unena, via tree-stump-palace)

— 1 week ago with 79 notes