Aries: An empire of fire and salt water. Fertile island fortresses patrolled by many-armed stone sentinels wielding golden flamberges. Rivers of fire spilling into the sea.
Taurus: An empire of honey and snow. Castles that stand as decadent art. Colossal ghostly spirit foxes watch over forests of cherry trees.
Gemini: An empire of rain and silk. Glittering iridescent cloaks and wide brimmed straw masks. The aqueducts flow ever deeper into the mountains.
Cancer: An empire of time and woodlands. Citadels of fossilized lumber strong as any metal. Old rusted weapons jut from the grass like weeds.
Leo: An empire of roses and bridges. Subtle stonework hewn rough by ages of wear. Stone blossoms wilting as the season passes.
Virgo: An empire of tombs and amber. The spires of the great necropolis are visible over the labyrinth walls, as kongamato patrol the skies.
Libra: An empire of sand and glass. The libraries of a thousand cities stolen, collected in the grand archives. A library of libraries.
Scorpio: An empire of blood and stars. Nothing is left of this great people, but their decedents know their history well. Spilling blood on the great story-stones that dot the overgrowth brings whispers of the past.
Ophiuchus: An empire of wind and hooves. Steeds like a thunderstorm, heavy and dark. Leaving only nursing trees and pillars to the dead in their wake.
Sagittarius: A landless empire of wanderers. Cloaks of feathers and ritual smoke. Comfortable boots and hospitality, though they are the guests.
Capricorn: An empire of stories and loss. Ruins buried under ice, unseen for generations.
Aquarius: An empire of brass and coal. The corpses of war machines that now dot the landscape. Rusted green in the autumn rains.
Pisces: A sunken empire. Pillars of shining black salt break the waves, the deeper recesses of the grand palace lie sodden and unexplored.
Aries: An empire of fire and salt water. Fertile island fortresses patrolled by many-armed stone sentinels wielding golden flamberges. Rivers of fire spilling into the sea.
Taurus: An empire of honey and snow. Castles that stand as decadent art. Colossal ghostly spirit foxes watch over forests of cherry trees.
Gemini: An empire of rain and silk. Glittering iridescent cloaks and wide brimmed straw masks. The aqueducts flow ever deeper into the mountains.
Cancer: An empire of time and woodlands. Citadels of fossilized lumber strong as any metal. Old rusted weapons jut from the grass like weeds.
Leo: An empire of roses and bridges. Subtle stonework hewn rough by ages of wear. Stone blossoms wilting as the season passes.
Virgo: An empire of tombs and amber. The spires of the great necropolis are visible over the labyrinth walls, as kongamato patrol the skies.
Libra: An empire of sand and glass. The libraries of a thousand cities stolen, collected in the grand archives. A library of libraries.
Scorpio: An empire of blood and stars. Nothing is left of this great people, but their decedents know their history well. Spilling blood on the great story-stones that dot the overgrowth brings whispers of the past.
Sagittarius: A landless empire of wanderers. Cloaks of feathers and ritual smoke. Comfortable boots and hospitality, though they are the guests.
Capricorn: An empire of stories and loss. Ruins buried under ice, unseen for generations.
Aquarius: An empire of brass and coal. The corpses of war machines that now dot the landscape. Rusted green in the autumn rains.
Pisces: A sunken empire. Pillars of shining black salt break the waves, the deeper recesses of the grand palace lie sodden and unexplored.
Ophiuchus: An empire of wind and hooves. Steeds like a thunderstorm, heavy and dark. Leaving only nursing trees and pillars to the dead in their wake.
I wanted to challenge myself and see if I could be able to translate these abstract lands and draw them connect them to each troll of homestuck. The idea was to make them pretty quickly in a day, but the more I did, the more details I put into the next drawing, so the first one is almost a sketch and the last one is way much cleaner. In the end I did six or seven in a day and lost the interest for a month, until yesterday I decided to finish it.
My favorite is Kanaya, it was quite difficult to understand and the amber labyrinth took me quite some time to make
I hope you like them, it was quite fun to make them
🙂
I cant believe someone wrote something with lands empires of ____ and ____ WITHOUT the original being homestuck
THE QUALITY OF THIS ART OVERPOWERS MY DISTASTE FOR HOMESTUCK
also like totally not excited for the oncoming “boys can wear makeup and not be gay” garbage just as we had to experience “girls can have shaved heads and wear flannel and not be lesbians” like who gives a fuck if someone assumes you’re gay like its the worst fucking offense in history lmao
Also, people look gay on purpose so other gay people can find them. Straight girls were jealous of our practical, comfortable AND sexy style, so they stole it, called it “boyfriend” and now they get super pissy because some unaware girl lesbian-nodded at them.
If you choose to dress in stuff traditionally associated with gay people and a gay person mistakes you for one of us, that’s on you, and you don’t get to feel offended. You are the fucker who’s jamming our gaydar on purpose. Suck it up.
Straight people stole our culture and fashion and also got all the credit for it lol
Gay people : come up with ways for us to notice each other in public
Straight people, trying to copy that look: wow why do all these girls/boys keep trying to hit on me im not some h*m*
Frankenstein got written because Mary Shelley was the only person in her peer group to finish Nanowrimo
Wasn’t her peer group full of horny frat boys who were constantly having parties and in her desperation to have one chill day with no one trying getting all handsy, she mentioned that there’s this writing thing and vaguely insinuated that they wouldn’t be able to do it and then all the boys were like “YES I CAN JUST WATCH” and at the end of it all Mary Shelley finally had time to write about this idea she had dreamed about without some dumb horny boy trying to tell her how women should be in his bed instead of writing?
that is technically an accurate historical recap, yes
Also, while stuck with all these intellectual dude bros who were constantly going on about how great they all were, she wrote a main character who thought he was the greatest and smartest but then refused to take responsibility for anything leading to the destruction of his entire life.
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