"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Vanth was a female demon in the Etruscan underworld, frequently depicted alongside other manifestations of the same figure (two Vanths are better than one, apparently) or another underworld demon known as Charun (later referred to as Charu). She lacks a direct equivalent in Greek mythology and is frequently depicted as a winged, benevolent figure. She dresses as a huntress and has the role of guide to the Underworld. She’s today’s profile on my Patreon.
I’m on vacation in Southern France, and yesterday we wandered into L’Océan de Léa, an immersive world crafted entirely from paper at the Centre des Congrès OcéaNice in Nice. The installation is a vast, dreamy seascape sculpted by the master origami-artist Junior Fritz Jacquet, and it’s definitely
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXIII: The Anniversary As soon as Thibault ceased to hear the furious cries of his pursuers Behind him, he slackened his pace, and the usual silence again reigning through out the forest, he paused and sat down on a
There’s a peculiar silence that follows a model crash. A moment of suspended disbelief, cursor frozen mid-command, screen blinking in quiet rebellion, the machine silently buzzing and… well, not responding. In the world of digital design — especially in the complex ecosystem of tools you
I’m on vacation in Southern France, and yesterday we wandered into L’Océan de Léa, an immersive world crafted entirely from paper at the Centre des Congrès OcéaNice in Nice. The installation is a vast, dreamy seascape sculpted by the master origami-artist Junior Fritz Jacquet, and it’s definitely
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXIII: The Anniversary As soon as Thibault ceased to hear the furious cries of his pursuers Behind him, he slackened his pace, and the usual silence again reigning through out the forest, he paused and sat down on a
There’s a peculiar silence that follows a model crash. A moment of suspended disbelief, cursor frozen mid-command, screen blinking in quiet rebellion, the machine silently buzzing and… well, not responding. In the world of digital design — especially in the complex ecosystem of tools you
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