The beginning of the rest of his immortal life.
Spideypool sketch
(Don’t worry, Peter gets up after this. But Wade can never again escape the feeling that time is slipping through his fingers)
Extra sketch dump of spidey losing his cool

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The beginning of the rest of his immortal life.
Spideypool sketch
(Don’t worry, Peter gets up after this. But Wade can never again escape the feeling that time is slipping through his fingers)
Extra sketch dump of spidey losing his cool

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Elyan: I watched Leon drop a goblet on his foot and the only thing he said was "I am so sick of being alive"
Are there any lowercase g gods?
that is actually a point of great contention within the IA verse, as are all forms of myth and folklore that have not yet been shown to have a real-life equivalent. the leading theories are as follows:
the various gods of polytheistic belief systems are human interpretations of established inhuman beings (angels, demons, elementals, etc.), either from incidental encounters or the beings actively presenting themselves as deities.
the gods are wholly different creatures yet to be discovered, and are largely undetectable and/or have deliberately hidden themselves from modern society.
the gods are pure products of human imagination.
all of the above, on a case-by-case basis.
If I became immortal, I'd probably then start my own sourdough starter.
So like down the line I can say something like oh yeah that's Kevin, my 300 year old sourdough starter.
I'd just wanna make sourdough bread from my sourdough starter that's 300yrs old and get fruits from my backyard where I've made a bonsai out of all known fruit trees I can get my hands on.
not saying that I have a kink for victorian era dudes being immortal and getting really flustered when hit with a modern flirt

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Temporarily immortal
Morning lights the east with liquid flame as the earth and I shrink into ourselves, frozen and pensive. Even so, with such beauty as this you almost wish you could live forever so the memory of it would never fade. The dog, dismisses my philosphical mood and with her usual abandon, races across the field with every evidence of selective deafness. Ignoring both blandishment and command with her…
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A royal road to immortality
A royal road to immortality
King Athelstan (reigned 924-927) the earliest known depiction of a crowned British monarch. Coincidentally, he has a red beard. Scanning the news, I came across a photograph of a red-bearded Prince Harry looking remarkably like his namesake, King Henry VIII. Although, with the changing lines of the royal houses over the centuries, their relationship is distant in more than time, there is a…
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“Being Immortal”
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Regina shut the door behind herself loudly. She quickly walked away from them, wrapping a black coat around herself,needing protection from cool, night air. She didn't care it was very late, she wasn't about to stay inside any second longer. No when her husband were shouting at her like this. A man she never wanted to marry, but the mother gave her no choice.
The street was lonely. No living soul visible around. She was walking very fast, even though she was wearing her high hills. She wanted to get as far as she could. The clicks of these hills were the only sounds around. Until now. She heard something, not sure what exactly. She looked around, a fear squeezed her chest. "Hello?" Regina called, but noone was around. A sound from behind; she turned around again. Nothing... Her heart began to pound.