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Nadezhda woke in a cold sweat, the screams still ringing in her ears. It had been years since she last saw them, long enough that she had trouble remembering their voice, but she knew it was them. She was certain. There was no one else it could be.
She sat up in her hammock, looking down at her hands, half-awake and half expecting them to be covered in blood, like they were in the dream. It had been so vivid, so real... She got up and walked to the top deck, ignoring Isaac's stares. Surely she looked as haggard as she felt. It was the middle of the night, but it seemed that no one could sleep.
Up top, Zee was speaking with Rhylen and Corson. She ignored them and walked towards the nearest mast, grabbing the lower horizontal bit - she never bothered to learn what it was called - and began to do pull ups. After a few dozen, she noticed Zee had approached her, his head moving up and down watching her.
"Nightmares?" he asked. She had them often, and Zee slept in the same crew cabin, or in the same camp on land, as her for almost two months. It wasn't surprising that he'd picked up on it.
"Worse than usual," she said, not stopping her pull ups. If she could wear herself out enough, she'd have no issue falling back asleep. She just had to exhaust herself beyond the screams still echoing in her head.
Zee nodded and returned to the others. Everyone else in their group seemed to be up here now, chatting quietly. She was close to a hundred pull ups when Pya set, seemingly into the Maelstrom as it always did.
The sky flashed - suddenly bright blue, clear as day - then returned to the dark star-filled sky. She dropped down, still blinking when a comet seemed to come out of the Maelstrom flying east, away from them.
Everyone began discussing and debating, wondering if it was related to the nightmares Corson and Rhylen had. Nadezhda left them on the deck to try to go back to sleep. Those were their problems, not hers, and she intended to leave once they reached Aurelia. But none of them sleeping well, plus strange activity from the Maelstrom? It was an ill omen.
She could still hear the screams as she climbed back into her hammock. Was it her own fears, or something to come? If something happened to them, would she be to blame? Or would she simply learn how much more monstrous she could be?
Time is a river, or so they say in almost every world where time runs in a linear fashion and not in awkward, disconnected pools of causality that may or may not remain the same from day to day: time is a river, and like all rivers, it runs where it wishes, and cannot be stopped. Our time together is never as long as we would like, and so we must now move downstream perhaps more quickly than we would like. It is a pleasant thing, to linger in currents clean and clear, where we know nothing will hurt us. Sometimes, though, the fishing is better where the water moves more quickly. Sometimes, we must move on.
Seanan McGuire, Adrift in Currents Clean and Clear
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I'm Nico/Miki and this is my blog about my fan characters. I'm from Argentina so my native language is Spanish, but my posts here will mostly be in English! I'm 21 and genderfluid, you can refer to me with any pronoun.
This is my secondary account here on Tumblr, my main account is @nn2406-s where I upload my art!
I'm active in several fandoms but I'll mainly upload here about my characters from Genshin Impact! I have a character for each region (and yes, every time a new region comes out I will surely make another Sona):
Mondstadt: Meike
Liyue: Miki
Inazuma: Natsumi
Sumeru: Mihra
Fontaine: Nicolette
Natlan: Mixy
Nod Krai: Nik
Snezhnaya: Nadezhda
All my ships are of legal age(?) I'm clarifying because I had a controversy with a random person about it lol.
It doesn't bother me if others ship the same pixel as me. Personally, I like to have my own space for my things, so I don't usually interact with people I share a ship with. Even so, if we've already become friends and coincidentally share a pixel, I probably won't mind sharing it.
If you want us to build lore together, I'm open to it :DD I'm also open to art trades and collabs, feel free to DM me!!
@valourie: "Umma? I didn't know you were back... is this a Marauders thing, or are we finally going to get that beachfront property and fuck off from this orgy island?"
“The former, unfortunately. Not to mention the chances of finding beachfront property that hasn’t already been claimed and at a reasonable price is proving to be quite difficult.” Kwannon gathered up a pair of sheathed daggers and tossed it to the other woman.
“Unless you’d like to stay here and partake in the ‘festivities’?”
February 26, 1869: Birthday of Soviet Communist revolutionary Nadezhda Krupskaya
Krupskaya founded the Soviet educational system and librarianship, created the Socialist Union of Working Youth, the Komsomol, and the Pioneer organization, and wrote on the topic of the emancipation of women. She was also married to Vladimir Ilyich Lenin.
“To build socialism means not only building gigantic factories and flour mills. This is essential but not enough for building socialism. People must grow in mind and heart. And on the basis of this individual growth of each in our conditions a new type of mighty socialist collective will in the long run be formed, where "I" and "we" will merge into one inseparable whole. Such a collective can only develop on the basis of profound ideological solidarity and an equally profound emotional rapprochement, mutual understanding. And here, art, and literature in particular, can play a quite exceptional role.” - N. Krupskaya