oh what a dusty burden / that nectar and that pollen like Atlas with the heavens on the back of their heads what if they should falter / and shrug their little shoulders? well time, she’d pass all the same 🐝
hey you. it’s mi, a.
call me Mia Hildegard! i make a lot of lil things for fun in my spare time but my day job is being a perennial pinniped lover 🦭 also also also:
⚔️ I own a sword called Marianne
☀️ tarot-style art of me by the astounding @hoshizoralone!
📝 sideblogs: @records-of-transmisogyny, @hellsite-weekdays
🌍 i also made @miku-earth (view it online at miku.earth!)
this blog was previously: @peregrin-nook, @mira-hildegard
I'm writing a novel! Parts of it are ready to read!
Verdigris was no more. It had receded, and in its place shone earthen copper, sharp and purposeful, and a flicker of blue and a speck of red had departed into the handle. But there was no mark on my hand. The skin had not broken. “Good,” said Grace, and her eyes were wide.
Witch and Duskbreak is a 'fantasy' which does its best to tell a tale of joy, responsibility, papal embezzlement, forgiveness, being Seen, really cool knives, and the question: why are we gathered? I think the plot is fun and my beta readers have praised the prose a decent amount, so… please ask if you're interested to be a beta reader!
