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Quite pleased with these bits. I took 'elf-shot' from the mysterious ailment mentioned in Old English medical/magical writing:
And I lifted 'if we but dwell with style' from the most widely circulated English translations of the Utena OP song, Rondo Revolution. (I looked at the Japanese and considered other ways of translating it, but this worked better with the rhyme anyway.)
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Apparently it’s not pains from getting old, it’s Elf-shot 😅
“Beleg, knock it off!!! This isn’t funny!” 😆
Elfshot - Wikipedia
A Remedy for Elfshot
If an initiated Faerie Intercessor has determined, through proper diagnostic techniques and practices, that a person struck with mysterious and troublesome physical symptoms is under the influence of a Faery Blight, as opposed to sickness of a purely mundane variety, there are numerous methods by which said Intercessor might remedy the situation. In the case of Elfshot, specifically, a Faerie-touched healer may perform a Remedial Ceremony to rid the patient of their affliction. The following is one such ceremony, explained as candidly as oaths will alow:
The following nine herbs are gathered beneath the light of a Waning Moon:
Betony
Garlic Shoots
Rue
Wormwood
Agrimony
Woodbine
Vervain
Lady’s Mantle
St. John’s Wort
The herbs are bound together in a bundle using a plain cord of natural fiber, all the while invoking the tutelary guardians of each plant gathered, and when finished, the herb bundle is blessed nine times using an Orison of Fae Power. The patient is then blessed with the same nine repetitions, while having the bundle rubbed along their body as the sacred verses are murmured. It is traditionally ideal for the patient to bear as much exposed skin as they are comfortably able to during this procedure
When the ninefold blessing is complete, the bundle is burned, and the smoke is wafted along the perimeter of the patient’s body as a Cleansing Fumigation. The ashes from the bundle are continually collected as the herbs burn.
The Healing Ceremony is concluded by marking the brow of the patient using living freshwater that has been ritually hallowed by the Fae. The patient is thereafter instructed to dispose of the ashes in the same body of living water from whence the hallowed water was drawn, making sure to dispose of them in a place where the water flows away from the patient, rather than towards them.
she let herself remember that night in her room, the look in his eyes when he’d asked her, why lie? she remembered his warm clasp, his fingers circling her wrist. how they had nearly stumbled in their haste to get nearer to each other, colliding almost awkwardly, as if they’d been dancing and had missed a step. she had clasped mark by the shoulders and stretched up to kiss him. he was wiry from the hunt, not as muscled as julian, the bones of his clavicle and shoulders sharp under her hands. but the skin was smooth where she pushed her hands down the neck of his shirt, stroking the top of his spine. and his mouth was warm on hers. he tasted bittersweet and felt hot, as if he had a fever. she instinctively moved closer to him; she hadn’t realized she was shivering, but she was. his mouth opened over hers; he explored her lips with his, sending slow waves of heat through her body. he kissed the corner of her mouth, brushed his lips against her jaw, her cheek.
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Cristina looked wide eyed as she received the text message. Her cheeks flushed a certain shade of pink and her legs immediately crossed. For a split moment, she looked at Mark and then back down at her phone as she reread the text, almost glutton for punishment.
[ text ;; mark ] ....... [ text ;; mark ] I.... uh.... [ text ;; mark ] did not expect that as an answer..
@elf-shot
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Cristina was known for her overly kind nature. When Mark Blackthorn came to the LA Institute, she was the only one who didn’t know him like the rest of them, who expected something of him. So essentially, she didn’t have a tie to his past, which she presumed made things easier, smoother. But after Malcom Fade and the fact he was trying to bring his beloved Annabel, it was hard to ignore that Emma and him were now a thing. Emma finally took her advice to leave her parabatai alone, that it was against the Law. Even if it meant dating the eldest Blackthorn. Seeing the eldest in the Blackthorn in the kitchen, she tried to turn around, but Cristina wasn’t going to walk on eggshells within the Institute because of some unrequited romance, or crush, that would be silly. Proceeding into the kitchen, she walked over to the fridge, ‘ Good morning, Mark. ‘ She said softly. Her black tresses tumbled all over her head, her pajamas clinging to every curve, ‘ I take it you had a good sleep? ‘
@elf-shot
"Blackthorn, I take it you have something to ask of me?" Few approached Gwyn without needing something from him, not that he minded that. He actually preferred it that way. He definitely got more things done this way.
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‘ I wonder if I’ll get crucified for planting flowers around the Institute of my own liking. ‘ She said, almost thinking aloud, ‘ Diana wouldn’t mind, I don’t think, would you mind helping ? I need some...muscle. ‘ She said with a bit of a playful smirk along her lips.
