Happy Halloween! I’m so proud to finally be unveiling Issue 1 of Freaky Gone Fabulous! I hope that you will enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed creating it. I’ll be updating the comic weekly, tentatively on Thursdays. You can learn more about the project at http://noble-scarlet.net/monsterhigh/
Thought I’d share my big project on this blog as well ;-)
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Happy Oracle Prophecies Day!
#yes i’m spamming #sorry i’m not sorry
Seriously, everyone should read these books. If you like fantasy, if you like ancient civilizations, if you like magic, if you like thought-provoking mythology and theology and the nature of the divine, if you like meaty, three-dimensional, conflicted characters, if you like stories about friendship with only the slightest bare hint of romance, if you have feels, YOU SHOULD READ THESE BOOKS
Here, let me help you
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Assignment question about Ancient Egypt: Who was a scribe and what purpose do they serve?
My mind (thinking of the Oracle Prophecies Trilogy): A complete smart-aleck ar**hole who is there to make you alternatively want to kill him and hug/kiss/*winkwinknudgenudge* him.
If you don’t get it, you haven’t read the books, so go do it now.
If you have read the books and still don’t get it, you’re not reading them hard enough, start again!
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Look at this beautiful hug. And Tommy watching, it’s like… Kimberly’s choice in perfect gif form
I’m sorry, I think I’m channeling my sister
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Bonus: the ugly drawing of Seth I made for Oracle Prophecies Day 2011, and the super nice card that Catherine Fisher sent me back because she’s the best person ever ♥
Happy Oracle Prophecies Day!
Okay so this one’s not a scene from the books. XD This is the drawing I did for Oracle Prophecies day last year. Our theme was “draw the characters as people from another series.” I chose A:TLA because of similarities I’d noticed between the two series before. I babble more about it here.
Thunder rumbled; great heavy drops began to splat around her, deep in the dust of the plaza, and she opened her eyes and held back her head and drank and drank because it was raining. Raining.
She was soaked; her dress clung to her. Her hair was sleeked back and water was running from her ears and neck, and someone was yelling, “Put the bowl down, Mirany,” and it was Seth, rain pouring in torrents down his face.
She flung it down; he grabbed her. “It’s over! We’ve done it! You’ve done it!” Seth’s voice was strong, rain dripping from his chin. He caught her arms. “Everything will be as it should be.”
The people rejoiced in the rain as it ran in torrents down the ziggurat, all the steps of the mighty pyramid dripping and splashing like one vast fountain.
—The Oracle Betrayed, by Catherine Fisher
Steam rose from the Well, steps led down to it. It was huge, a sacred pool of hot, shimmering water … And there were masks. They hung on poles in the water, rotting faces that watched the strangers. As the steam drifted, Seth saw their eyeholes and cheekbones were bark and wood, paper and silver, corroded copper, tainted bronze. The masks of all the Archons until Rasselon, when the Well had been lost.
… Then he looked down. A face looked up at Seth. It was handsome and burned by the sun, its eyes alert and amused, but it was a mask, and behind it darkness lurked, a terror, an emptiness. He jerked back instantly. The face was his own.
…Out of the depths came a pair of hands, agile, ink-stained, Seth’s own hands. They grasped the brim and hauled, and out of the water came a creature that wore his own face like a mask. Beside it rose a thing like Oblek, vast and bloated and murderous, and a Fox-masked creature, cruel and shifty. And last of all crawled a slender, tall shape, its long animal eyes cunning and cold, totally without mercy. The Jackal stepped back.
Without a word, the four of them faced themselves.
Alexos jumped down and crouched by the pool. His fingers trailed in the water. “I should be in here, too,” he said.
Far below, as if it peeped through a tiny hole, one giant eye looked up at him.
—The Sphere of Secrets, by Catherine Fisher
"I’ll wait for you," he said again, this time reaching out and caressing her cheek. Despite her better judgment, she pressed her face against his hand. He bit his lip nervously and said, "I promise. I promise you, Mirany."
"I know." She said it as simply as she could.
And Seth looked into the sky, and so did Mirany. The stars sparkled brightly; and if you squinted, you could see the smiling face of the god.
—I Promise, an Oracle Prophecies fanfic by W. Kenseyton