#folktober

Currently, everything I've written is just randomly on my page and buried under reposts, so this should hopefully tidy some things up!

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Day 2: Baobhan Sith

Days 11-17 tales and legends

Day 11 - Miorița [legend according to which a shepherd is murdered by the other two, although warned by one of his sheep]

Day 12 - Baltagul [written by Mihail Sadoveanu, published in 1930 portrays how he pictured the events after the legend of Miorița, where the shepherd's wife goes look for her husband, later seeking justice after he's found dead]

Dya 13 - Ciuleandra [scenes from the 1985 movie, made after the 1927 book with the same name, depicting the evolution of a man's madness, also being presented the life and death of a girl taken away from a village be the owner of the land as he found her suitable for his son, destroying the peasant, Mădălina, having her turned into a lady of society, now Madeleine, that ends up murdered by the son]

Day 14 - Moromeții [depicted in the illustration is the scene when the tree is cut down, resulting in the loss of equilibrium in the characters' lives, as actions takes place through the establishment of the communist regime, which contributes to the family's financial struggles, as presented by Marin Preda in the book from 1955, turned into a movie in 1987]

Day 15 - Ana lui Manole [the man hired to build the most beautiful monastery faces difficulties as the building kept collapsing every night despite working with the best constructors, but after a dream that told him to put his wife within a wall so that the place ceases to go down, so he then proceeds to build his pregnant wife Ana inside the wall, succeeding to keep the place standing <they're later forced to fly off the rooftop, each falling to their death>]

Day 16 - Harap-Alb [after the main character gets beheaded by the villain, it is the Emperor's daughter that sews his head back on, bringing him back to life]

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡, 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔳𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫?

🇧🇷 Bora, que outubro está chegando!!! Desenhista se preparem para colocar a mão na massa com o #inktober2024 com temática do folclore brasileiro. Para que eu possa ver os desenhos de vocês, coloquem #bellakotzent para que eu veja sua obra de arte.

🇺🇸 Come on, October is coming!!! Designers, get ready to get your hands dirty with #inktober2024 with a Brazilian folklore theme. So I can see your drawings, put #bellakotzent so I can see your work of art.

Cardan is being haunted.

The flickering ghosts of his late siblings infiltrate every moment of his life, only staying for a few moments at a time, growing more desperate to be heard by the day. In the race to discover their murderer, Cardan tries his hand at every branch of magic known to pierce the veil and communicate with the dead. The only problem is Cardan is an earth based magician; to the chagrin of the rest of the famed Greenbriar witches, his main specialty lies in communing with plants, the soil, things that are very much alive.

Necromancy doesn’t work. Scrying merely leaves him with a splitting headache. Divination produces flimsy results at best.

Having no other avenue to turn to, he starts walking the poison path, a branch of magic devoted to the use of poisonous flora in microdose form for the purpose of entering a trancelike state to cross the veil. With his black cat familiar, Roach, the only remaining ally on his side, he gathers the materials he needs to perform a ritual to harvest and activate the queen of deadly nightshades, the judicus florica.

But something goes very, very wrong in the ritual. Instead of being able to call upon the spirit of this baneful flower like he does with every other plant in his arsenal, the bud goes up in a burst of green flames until the shadowy figure of a girl slowly takes shape before him. Heart pounding, he begins to take note of the tell tale signs of the very real fact that he has, perhaps, quite unknowingly and very accidentally summoned a demon.

“Who are you?” He asks this girl-shaped demon.

“You can call me Jude,” she responds, her smile a scythe in the dark.

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For Folktober 2023, “Accidental Summoning” @jurdannetrevels @jurdannet