just plopping the rest I managed to get done before the the time ended here ahhh
and the plans I had ahh
Antiquity, malarkey
Tarot - brown bottom left, fading to gold upper left, Suns with fur pattern, lyre (instrument), and her, with emphasis on wisdom and mind, circular lines behind head??? Holding lyre under a paw and looking to the sky???
A God wants to do something horrible that she doesn't approve of, but is powerless to stop
Goes to mortal realm through blindling light passage she summoned, and seamlessly sneaks in and blends as a priestess as she always does when night falls, no one knows she's really a goddess
Head priestess hates her, but she's close to others
God of something others deem incredibly minor so no one listens
Takes potions to receive visions and get a feel for the world and its feelings and thoughts - empathy??
Disguised in white cloak as priestess, face concealed by shadow, drawing of her looking up at statue built to honor her with the cloak fallen to her shoulders
Gets severely weakened by the potion induced visions/premonitions, faints on occasion
halcyon times
Idyllic
font collage songshieroglyphs for pantheon
https://youtu.be/ga0ojr2m31Y for poems
?? for united, mountain tall maybe?
go to war for alone
???? for gods fell, grey warden maybe?
rise above for gods rise
poem bits for between collagesthey wouldn't listen, none of them would
no matter how many times i tried to tell them they should
i am the sun's youngest daughter, a most precious
child to keep
but that does not mean that i am
weakWith all the hallowed lives you have/with all the lives you have said?
actually writing bits and not just planningtakes place in unitedLyre slipped in at the back
jedrek called meeting between gods
"Are we all here?" He turned to their brother, Phoebus, god of wisdom and sight, who nodded after a scan down his list written upon aged papyrus parchment. "We are?" Another not. "Ah, yes, splendid." He clasped his hands together in delight. "As you all know, dear father sun and dearest mother moon, have been gone for quite the time," Jedrek walked along the length of platform upon which he stood, his strides powerful and with purpose, his eyes dangerous and dark. Her stomach began to sink, there was no way this could be good. "I have called you all here to propose a change."
A murmur ran rapidly through the gathered gods, erupting from the silence that had fallen over them, and spreading like a fire gone wild. She looked between her siblings, and her parents friends apprehensively, her brow contorted in concern. Everything about who she was, about what she stood for, told her
takes place in "alone""Would you just listen to me?"
"I can breach the barrier between our realms, and traverse the two. I know what the people think, and what they feel, better than any of you. I am not some meek powerless fool!"
"I know the people,
our people! Just listen to me!"
"When have any of you ever deigned to give them the time? To answer their prayers and heed their worship? To do anything more than blindly accept the offerings they send?"
"You've been acting as a foul, vile temptress amidst the mortals haven't you?"
jedrek calls army in
The palace erupted into chaos all around her, tall pillars, columns that had been standing since time's first tick, crumbled at the bases from which they stood. Gods, figures, scattered around, letting out shrieks and screams, scrambling for an escape, to find a place of safety, to learn what was going on. Silken fabrics of dress and robes were torn in the disarray, golden beads and bangles clattering to the floor, their sound silent against the gale of screams and paws slamming the ground as their owner ran.
She felt a bright light surround her, and saw it, through the lens of her wide eyes, and then she was
pushed into it, purposely
pushed into the door between the godly and mortal realms, and she fell through to the marble floor on the other side. Her form collided with the ground, her hair spilling out all around her, and the golden wreath upon her hand falling to the polished ground in a sickening clang that seemed impossibly loud amidst the silence of the temple, the sound echoing, reverberating, as it began to settle on the ground, spinning like a coin before it fell, unmoving at last, and then everything turned to black.
takes place in the day the gods fellgets rescued and helped and nursed to full health and recovery by old crone
probably wrapped in blanket drinking some tincture
"We stood together, but then we stood apart."
She looked down into her reflection on the surface of the golden liquid between her paws, watching its steam rise and curl around her snout as she gazed into her empty eyes, eyes once bright and clear, now clouded with sorrow. Her shoulders slumped.
"We each stood alone, and we each fell alone."
takes place in the day the gods rosebetween lyre and jedrek
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why?
Why?" He gave a deep, throaty chuckle. "Oh dear sister, why does anyone do anything? Because it
entertains me."
"You did all of this, because you were
bored? Because you wanted some
amusement?"
"You have no idea how it is Lyre, you're young, you have yet to see what it's like with the mortals and their mayfly lives. They will live and die while we keep living on for centuries, until time itself dies. They hardly have any time to realize how powerless they truly are before their light flickers out."
"If nothing else, the mortals, the flies who pray to us, are at least entertaining. Ever since their creation when they crawled out of the land's much, they've spent all their lives crawling over each other, trying to reach the top. They want, and they want, and they take, and they take, and when they find all the strength they can muster isn't enough, they turn to us, to
me. When they asked for the power to defeat their enemies, they came to me. I was there when they asked us to overthrow tyrants and squash squabbling dissidents. When they envied and coveted their neighbor's, their sibling's, their friend's land, talent, jewels or fame, it was us they came to."
"We sit here, doing nothing, biding our time for thousands and
thousands of years, until they ask something of
us. When they tire of trying to get it themselves, they ask us to give it for them. They ask us to help them overthrow kings they're unhappy with, to give them power, riches, gold. They ask us to strike down tyrants from their thrones, to raise them up to the now empty seat. They grow tired of working, of earning such things, and then they come to us, to ask, praying on their knees, begging us to grant them their pitiful wish, and I'm there, for all of it. But I grow tired of it too, and I'm done with it. I want something new. A new world to toy with and control. The mortals are boring,
temporary. I want something that will
last."
"I'm merely doing what is logical with what we have been given dear sister, and if only you sat quietly and behaved like the rest of our siblings, you would have survived to see it."
"I have broken thousands of kings and warlords. I have bent their mortal world to my will and shaped the course of histories, and I have reduced so many of our fellow gods to ruin, to mere whispers in the dark. What makes you think you can stop me?"
old crone watching, big twist reveal ooOOoOo
Her hood slid down to reveal brown hair and marbled golden fur, as she stood silently watching herself walking away
secretly old lyre
if I win this darling I promise to finish this fully ahh, and do so so much more, I have a ridiculous amount of amuse for this child and so much inspiration and have been itching to get writing it for ages but a lot of stuff has happened and got in the way of it and December was busy and then this month I've just been a mess and a lot has happened mentally and oh god I'm so sorry (a lot has to deal with writing and things regarding my site and the most amazing friend whom I write with, and then other entries, also a long spell of having loads of inspiration but my brain just absolutely not wanting to write)
I really do hope this still counts as well, and that the time and effort I've put in can be seen, and I'm so so sorry that I wasn't able to finish all of the plans I had in mind
I also lost a day because I slept through one since I'm iron deficient and also have a terrible habit of not going to sleep until late morning as I work on things and writing or gathering inspiration/planning things
I was going to make a sim and do loads of moodboards with that as well, but finishing mark of the sun decided to break the sound because I had things so loud for the final hey I'm guessing? honestly I don't know ahh
also in case it affects judging since I'm anxious and worry about things like this, I know the kals in my storage don't look like they have a lot of development but I promise behind the scenes they do ahh, I want to make a whole thread for all the erast stories now that zaida and dimitri are being grown, and hareta and her family have a whole discord group where I occasionally plan with the magnificent owners of the rest of her family, and meriam and juni and Arianne always get lots of love in the pillowtails discord ahhalso since this is sort of set in erast with lyre's visits to ai saiden and the story centering around the gods of it, here's all the world info for it ahh
stories of entries I didn't win aren't canon until I can reuse them, but the world info is completely still standing ahh
Forum/viewtopic.php?f=112&t=3912767Forum/viewtopic.php?f=87&t=3798534&start=30#p118375696Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3776639&start=10#p117839454Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3813140#p118739221Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3928081&start=40#p121269200this entry is also highly inspired by the gods of Egypt and the arcana ahhh
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