Textile painting on linen about the slaying of the cold-drake Scatha by Fram, the fourth Lord of the Éothéod, inspired by the depiction of Sigurð slaying Fáfnir from the Hylestad Stave Church.
(A task for the 20th Tolkien Mailing Competition.)
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Textile painting on linen about the slaying of the cold-drake Scatha by Fram, the fourth Lord of the Éothéod, inspired by the depiction of Sigurð slaying Fáfnir from the Hylestad Stave Church.
(A task for the 20th Tolkien Mailing Competition.)

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Arctic exploration represents one of humanity’s most formidable quests for discovery, driven by scientific curiosity, commercial ambition, and geopolitical competition. From the early voyages of Henry Hudson (1609–1610) to the great naval expeditions of the 19th century, European powers sought a northern sea route to Asia - the fabled Northwest and Northeast Passages. These efforts, led by figures...
Today is Framme from Fire Emblem Engage's birthday!
The heroic age of Antarctic exploration - after The Terror opening credits

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Anders Beer Wilse - Fram under seil 3/4 1910
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“H-hey, HEYYHeehee-Ha Haha-Haha Ha!! G-het outta there, Heheh-Haaa!!” Fram giggled uncontrollably, driven batty by the insectoid legs which pried her armor open like the shell of a walnut.
The dark, muggy Varhyan swamp had promised a fruitful treasure run for her and Lucilicca, but instead, they were ambushed by a huge creature they’d never seen before, a strange beast with an elongated centipedeish body, a pachydermal face, and a grassy back covered in a dozen spindly limbs of impossible length that reached out and lifted the two ladies high into the air.
“H-Heheh, Hmf, Huhuh-Heheh Ha-Ha Ha…ugh, why won’t this pervy thing stahop?!” the frustrated Archmage chuckled and snickered against her will, getting particularly ticklish when the monster’s appendages crawled their way into her hip pockets and coat…and she had a sinking feeling that they wouldn’t let go anytime soon.