Adventures in Imaginary Worlds

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Saint George and The Dragon by Gustave Moreau, c. 1889-90

If you don't read books: Read a book. Read any book. Read a book you loved when you were a kid. Read a book that interests you now. Read an entire collection of poetry or essays and think about why the author or editor arranged those works in that order. Read an erotic novel. Read nonfiction. Read graphic novels or manga. Read a kids' chapter book or a YA novel. Read a book digitally. Read a book on paper. Read an audiobook and really focus on it - if you notice yourself spacing out, scroll back to the last words you remember and try listening again. Read any book. And then when you finish it, celebrate for a minute (get those endorphins going!) and then read another one.

It is I, @secret--psalms--saturn , your second in command, leader for 2026. For any asks and posts I post or answer, I will sign it as “Secret Saturn”. You can refer me by Saturn or Vana.

***Just note I can ONLY answer Asks and posts, DM’s will only show up to our og admin. She will see it and can respond, but I am trying to lighten her load!***

It’s an honor to be continuing the tradition of the inklings challlenge. For many years, this has been an event I had been looking forward to each October (and other holidays!) and wanted to see it continue this year. We are very thankful to our friend who has ran this thus far, and now is taking some much deserved rest to devote her time to other priorities.

I will be trying to do this year as similiar as possible to the previous years. I will probably be copying and pasting posts, announcing the event on September 1st, and posting the official posts + teams October 1st.

Right now, I appreciate any help! I am simmering on topics for this year, and have gotten good suggestions already. If you’d like to input, feel free to reply to this post or you can vote/suggest on our discord server! If you’d like to join, please message me on my personal blog (tagged above) or I can reach out to you if you’d reply to this post with interest.

This year will be possible through YOUR participation, whether it be 1 or 1000 words. Feel free to peruse the inkling’s challenge blog, check out past stories and topics.

I look forward to this year!

Thanks so much,

Like it's bad when a "tattoo is undulating" (as opposed to... "drawn in a wave like pattern on the skin"?), or when hair is "wet wheat from a late Summer field" (as opposed to "sort of brownish light yellow that dries lighter, but is not actual wheat stalks growing on someone's head but kind of reminiscent of the color and texture"?), or when when ice cream tastes like midnight at the fair" (as opposed to "ice cream flavour bringing back memories of undefined ice cream flavours that are individually popular but always tied to a memory of late evening at the fair ground and probably smelling vaguely like popcorn and sugar"?).

Come and see the Magdalene, She dances like a flame; Her cheeks are flushed with passion's fire (Or-- could it be-- with shame?)

Come and hear the Magdalene, Her song is like a lark! (But if you pass her house at night, She's shrieking in the dark.)

Come and see the Magdalene-- A Man has come to town, They say that He so touched her heart, She wept upon the ground.

They say they saw the Magdalene, The prettiest of girls, A-weeping, wash His dusty feet, And dry them with her curls.

Have you seen the Magdalene? She hardly looks the same-- Her cheeks and eyes glow brighter now With holier fire than shame.

Look at her, the Magdalene, She's like a girl in love, For she belonged to death, but now She lives with Him above.

Did you see the Magdalene? They took her Love away; They say that He was Crucified, And that He died today.

And did you hear the Magdalene, A-weeping for her Christ? They say she knelt beneath His Cross; No other place sufficed.

Listen to the Magdalene! She stole away at dawn, But when she came to see His tomb, She found His body gone!

See the weeping Magdalene, She asks where He could be; But if she'd wipe her tears away, Her grief-blind eyes could see--

Rejoice, dear Mary Magdalene, The loveliest of ladies! Your savior is not bound by death-- For Christ has conquered Hades!