back on my biannual hdm phase

Black-billed magpie seen in Colorado

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You will be remembered as a hero. ________

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ok so I'm sketching out the following scenarios:

Daemon souls remain unswapped and must work to stick to their human counterparts (same soul in different body). Daemon and human are free to touch despite different body because same soul within

Daemon souls remain unswapped and must work to stick to their human counterparts (same soul in different body). Daemon and human Do Not touch because of different body barrier (does this mean daemon experiences tug when away from their human's og body??) (This one's a nightmare scenario)

Daemon souls shapeshift (automatic side effect??) to match their other soul's new body

image represents the body, ie what they look like. nametag represents the self, aka the consciousness, the person.

Incorrect quotes with my phm daemon au grace and xenia!

Text vers below: (im so sorry for writing in yellow pencil)

We're in a period of our lives right now where our daemon isn't talking as much, isn't present as much. She's still there, but further back. So we take a moment today to express that... these moments are okay and normal to have.

People who don't have a daemon aren't expected to be connected with their inner selves all of the time. People who aren't daemons aren't expected to be aware of themselves and project themselves into the world and provide and inner dialogue 100% of the time.

If you are like us right now, in a time when your daemon isn't as present as they used to. You're okay. You're fine.

Perhaps other interesting things are capturing your attention, like a new hobby or series. Perhaps you're more tired than usual. Perhaps a situation at work or school or in your family or in your country is taking all of your mental energy. Perhaps other aspects of your inner self require more attention right now. Perhaps you don't really have an explanation as to why. You're not a bad daemian. You're not a bad daemon. It's okay to feel sad or miss each other. We miss each other. Sometimes we yearn for a world like Lyra's where we could see, hear and hold each other without needing any brain power.

In case you want a few ideas of small things you can do in these times that don't require too much effort, here are a few things you can try:

Say good morning when you wake up, and good night before bed

Try to do projection for just a moment, like taking a picture, but don't strain to maintain it and don't aim for details

Have an image, small figurine or item that reminds you of your daemon and place it somewhere you will see it regularly

Say a little something to your daemon from time to time without expecting a response or a conversation to come out of it

dæmon names are really cool, what’s yours’?

nuJust some random scenarios that include the presence of dæmons. Most of them are just sweet and fluffy, so if you’re feeling down, I hope this helps! I personally had my own dæmon in mind when I wrote these, but they’re written so you can fill in your own details.

1. Imagine sitting in a hospital waiting room. You’re about 90% sure that you broke one of your fingers, but you still have to see someone about it. The forms are all filled out, after several painful minutes of trying to write without jostling your (probably) broken finger, which you swear looks like is bent a little. Your dæmon is bored, and keeps switching between leaning against you and rolling around on the floor. At some point, they come over and nudge your hand, ignoring the way you sigh. You yourself are getting fidgety with boredom, so you casually get up, as if to go to the bathroom, and swipe a pen and some paper brochure that talks about flu vaccines from the counter separating the nurses from the patients. Five minutes later, you and your dæmon are playing hangman. Not a bad way to spend the night, really.

2. Imagine a big thunderstorm camping out on your roof one night. You can hear the rain coming down in sheets, whipping against the windows and making the whole place creak. The flashes of light and sudden crashes of thunder startle you when they happen, but you don’t really mind. You can sleep in tomorrow, and it’s warm and dry in your bed. Your dæmon is tucked close to your side, looking up at you. Their eyes reflect the light, shining strangely. You end up just staring at each other for a while, occasionally talking for a few minutes in hushed tones before lapsing again into quiet. Your dæmon makes you laugh at some point, and you try to smother the sound with your hand, something warm spreading through your chest, and you almost wish the night would never end.

3.  Imagine driving down the highway, your headlights trying to peer through the grey clouds that are pressing close to the road. It isn’t raining yet, but droplets splatter against the windshield every few minutes, so you doubt it will be long. It’s a bit cold in the car with the AC blowing, but you have a sweatshirt on and your dæmon doesn’t seem to mind. The radio station you put on forty miles ago is a good one, with music you’d forgotten you like listening to, even if it turns fuzzy every ten minutes or so. Your dæmon is comfortably resting in the passenger seat, nodding their head in time to the music. You smile and reach a hand out to run it along the top of their head, trying to place the way you feel. Tranquil, you think.

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