The Worᵏbook

Adora’s kickflipping all over the place only for this gal to stroll in with her rebellious attitude and non-regulation forehead mask and not even push her off the kill square before she gets got. I love her. 

Whoever is drawing their propaganda is on point, great evil aesthetic. 

As voted for by the good people over on Patreon, we will be doing the first episode of She-Ra! Here’s what I know about this show:

She is ADORA

He-Man’s twin sister

Defender of the Crystal Castle

Fabulous secrets were revealed to her when she held up her sword and said ‘For the Honour of Greyskull!’

She-Ra She-Ra!

With her gay friends she fights to free Etheria from the forces of Hordak

Now you’ve got me wondering: what is the show saying about the garden wall set against the Unknown’s vast unknownness? Is the garden a protective boundary of home and community, a civilising power compared to the wildness of the woods? What does it mean that those who travel through the woods are not only told these long-forgotten stories, but seem to become active participants of them? 

Walls aren’t absolute borders - they belong to two spaces at the same time. A wall can mark a place where communities are separated and bound together, where they’re defined and reimagined. And communities are never absolutely fixed in time, either, which is something that seems to be quite literal in the Unknown. 

I went back to listen to the theme song to check if I could see any deeper clues now that we’re two episodes in, and the answer is: not really. But there was some stuff that I noticed on rewatching:

They put particular emphasis on everyone noticing that bird in the background. Could the woman be Adelaide? I think Beatrice is more involved with things than she claims.

And seriously, what is up with the cat and the giant turkeys? But Pottsfield seems to be a place where they’ve imposed their will on nature, through their... creative use of agriculture, and they use it to express their power, their rituals and their conception of justice within their community. The more people who live (or ‘live’) in Pottsfield, the more power their community is able to impose over the encroaching wilderness, and perhaps the firmer the boundary is between them and the Unknown? There’s some point here about this community of forgotten souls and their stories contrasted against the Unknown and its own stories, but I don’t know what it is yet.

These two kids are definitely not Wirt and Greg, but they could pass for them in some kind of shady Us scenario where they have to kill their dopplegangers.

And it’s the creepy woodsguy! Presumably in the house he lived in before he moved into the abandoned mill. And this girl looks out, over the garden wall (oi oi) into the woods. So... something.

@ramblinseahorsey​ WAIT ARE YOU SERIOUS??

HE’S WEARING MISMATCHING SHOES??? Wirt what is happening here?? 

A little place called illegal activity.