#lampades

sorry I my schedule is a mess 😔

Anyway

Hecate with lampades and empousa with some torches.

Styx, has some knots in her design to show unbroken promises.

Cocytus- a mixture of mostly Greek and some inferno stuff (mostly the frozen hands and droplets)

UGH I ended up artblocked unexpectedly again (artblock maybe not the right word - plenty that I WANT to draw, yet have I been able to drag myself out of bed to do any of it??? okay here we are instead) - as ALWAYS, when in doubt the Lampades come out

1: random girlies of the day!

2: oooo I’ve made a big retcon decision in the Elysium’verse (blurb here) and as such I’ve tentatively redesigned Kaia! demoted from former parentage status but revised into (half)Lampad kiddo which is actually more exciting to me! well calm down she’s FULLY offscreen at all times but whatever. including a horrifying transitional toddler state cause I maintain that the Lampades begin their life in a larval stage

NYMPHS

Before those years

I never stepped foot in a church

Aside from the time I was carried in, in a white dress

To be dipped in water like an unclean thing

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It wasn't the first but I remember it the best:

Square built, white walls, no Catholic cathedral

Carpeted stairs down to basement lined with linoleum smell

Stacked chairs and buzzing lights and the tape-marked tack-stuck walls

Continually rented out

Throughout my childhood I filed through uncountable numbers of church basements - youth choir, Girl Guides, community plays

During breaks I read or

(More likely)

I explored the hallways until it was time to get back to practice

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I had never known a church that wasn't:

Closed down, quieted, shadowed

Pale papered Bibles and flyers stacked

Lights off, stained glass back lit by the orange of street lamps

(even now, when I think of the Cross my mind bursts with tangerine thoughts)

During the early spring snow, once, I saw palm fronds stood like ghosts, like sentinels, in the foyer

I always looked but I seldom stepped in

Because the pews felt like they were sleeping and I did not know how to apologize

If I woke them up

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Sometimes I wonder who was in that church with me as I peered past that threshold

I want to know who showed me the slowly growing part of myself that

Nymphs: Lampades

WEELLLL since it’s Leuke’s birthday** tomorrow and all-

**aka the anniversary of that huge giant comic about her I did a year ago — which will be formally reposted tomorrow actually as a newly remastered version!!