Persephone Thesis: EssayPersephone Thesis: Essay ComponentPersephone Thesis: Essay6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"Happy is he among men upon earth who has seen these mysteries!
It is generally accepted among historical scholars that the cult of Demeter and Persephone, or Kore, existed in Greece and the surrounding Mediterranean islands long before the traditional Olympian gods became entrenched. Her origins are Cretan . Like Aphrodite, the mother and daughter goddess represent a matriarchal form of fertility worship in the forms of crops and nature, and through this the cycle of birth, growth and death. This myth, however, has taken hold of imaginations from its evolutions into the Eleusinian mysteries of Ancient Greece, to the paintings of Victorian Europe, to today, each with their own distinctive takes and emphases on the story. Perhaps it is the fact that we know so little about the original tale of Persephone the daughter of Demeter, goddess of fertility, snatched
Elegon FairytaleThe water was lonely. It ran from river to river, ocean to ocean, alone. Many of the creatures that lived in the water paid it no mind, continuing on with their own life, unaware of the water's. The water decided one day to make itself some companions, someone to flow and keep company with. The water watched many humans at its rivers and oceans and created, what the water called, Ulas based off of the females. Some were made of water while others were made of scales and flesh. The Ulas made the rain and took care of the sea and river life during the day, while they played all night.Elegon Fairytale3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One night, the air passed by the river and saw the Ulas playing and dancing along the water. The air suddenly felt lonely, just as the water had. It blew through the lands all alone and decided that it could use companions as well. The wind called them Auras. The air, like the water, designed them as female humans made of air and flowing dresses. The Auras traveled with the wind and their domain was the sky
The Visitor From Curtisville--Ch. 4 Past HistoryThe Visitor From Curtisville--Ch. 4 Past History3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4--Past History
A herd of twenty licorn glided out of the surrounding forest, spiral horns and fluffy silvery hides glinting in the moonlight as they clattered across the cobblestone streets. They splashed in and out of a shallow creek that meandered through the front yard of one of stately townhouse, throwing up liquid moonbeams from their flying deer-like hooves. Finally growing weary of their wild games, they broke up into small groups, wandering up the hedge bordered streets to graze on lawn grasses and clover. Suddenly one of the licorn snorted, as a sickly oily odor filled its delicate nostrils. Its mane bristled all the way down its spine as the scent awoke a deep primal fear. Others soon sensed it too and panicked, and the whole herd quickly turned and vanished into the trees as silently as they had appeared.
Lolly Mcclaren's stride slowed as she made her way down the main stree
What is Democratic Socialism?What is Democratic Socialism?3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Democratic socialists believe that both the economy and society should be run democraticallyto meet public needs, not to make profits for a few. To achieve a more just society, many structures of our government and economy must be radically transformed through greater economic and social democracy so that ordinary Americans can participate in the many decisions that affect our lives. Democracy and socialism go hand in hand. All over the world, wherever the idea of democracy has taken root, the vision of socialism has taken root as welleverywhere but in the United States. Because of this, many false ideas about socialism have developed in the US. With this pamphlet, we hope to answer some of your questions about socialism.
Doesn't socialism mean that the government will own and run everything?
Democratic socialists do not want to create an all-powerful government bureaucracy. But we do not want big corporate bureaucracies to control
The place stories come from'Sometimes people wonder where stories come from. A person can tell a story about something so unbelievable, yet so wonderful that it seems real. That's because it is.The place stories come from4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't wonder about it, though, because I know where stories come from.
It's a magical place with thousands of enchanting creatures, beautiful plants, trees as high as sky scrapers and heroic people. Whatever you can think of, it exists there.
Every once in a while, people come to witness all of this. They watch the talking trees, dance with the fairies and feel the heat of a dragon's fire. Eventhough there are many people at the same time, you don't walk into them. No matter how long you stay there, you won't meet any other visitors or even know that they're there.
Stories come to us for a reason. It's because we saw something, met someone or did somewhat unusual things that we remember. We remember them and write them down or tell them to others. That's how stories are born.
It's a place I've visited s
CH 6: Running Back ScreamingCH 6: Running Back Screaming4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Carver!" He saw Rem holding out a long object rolled up in her bedding disguising the sword she had obtained from the Winters, "Here I got this for you!" She said merrily as he entered the room half dressed in his light armor to see what she wanted. When he felt the weight of the gift in his hand, he stood there astounded. Looking to his sister as he unraveled the sword. Rem had sent for it to be cleaned and polished to remove any remaining trace of blood, "Where did you get this? We cannot afford to waste our coin on such things." He said, letting his practicality overtake his excitement.
"I found that one of the Winters was no longer in need of it. It seemed a waste to leave it there." Rem stated with a curious smile, "Do you not like it? When I saw it I even wanted it. But I could never wield such a weapon. It appeared to be a worthy blade." She continued on. "Thanks sis, it looks like a fine weapon." He said with a smile as he was inspecting the craftsmanship of the pommel. The gu
Vampire Story Ch.3I went to bed pretty early that night, though I wasnt tired. I snuggled under the covers, and I was fast asleep. I woke up the next morning cozy and warm and not willing to get up so soon. I reluctantly got up anyway, knowing I would have to get up sooner or later. I walked downstairs, still trying to rub the tired out of my eyes.Vampire Story Ch.36 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Good morning, Alice, Liam smiled. Want anything special for breakfast?
Ill just get myself some cereal, thanks, I replied, shuffling through the cabinets. I found a box of Honey Bunches of Oats. Sweet. I poured myself a bowl and commenced to munching. Kain came downstairs a few minutes after I started eating, and I tried not to snort my cereal when I saw his hair. He gave me a look. I couldnt help myself; I was literally on the floor laughing my ass off. His hair looked like he slept upside-down, and he had numerous cowlicks.
Okay, he said, annoyed, picking me up off the floor, enough abo
The Rose Princess (Backstory Piece)The Rose Princess (Backstory Piece)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the back of a musty, threadbare old car, a small girl sat squashed between three of her five elder siblings. They were all sitting somberly, the silence interspersed by occasional quips of broken conversation that went nowhere. She said nothing. She wanted desperately to look at her for-now new home, but could barely move for the other children. There was nothing to do but be choked by the too-tight seat belt and wait until her parents came to get them out.
Five year old Rhiannon Baronoff's father was a veterinarian; Dr. Andrew Baronoff. Or rather, he had been until a few months before then. To the adult world, revoking his license was justified- animals had been dying in his care that shouldn't have died, and shady characters loitered in the halls of his clinic, perhaps hoping to acquire cadavers for their mysterious experiments. But for a sheltered child who until then had held only admiration for her father, the people who had taken his job away where the monsters hiding i
Doctor pt.2 I heard noises coming from my room. I got up and ran to my door, it was open. I looked inside and flipped, Len was looking through my stuff.Doctor pt.25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Len you perv what are you doing!?" I screamed. Len turned and blushed.
"Oh uhhh, I ummm-" He stuttered.
"Get out of my house!"
"Wait wait Rin I-"
"OUT!!!" Len then ran out of my room and I felt the pain in my hand again. I fell on my knees, grabbing on to my hand. I didn't hear the door open. I looked up to see Len starring at me. He then slowly walked towards me and grabbed my hand. I clenched my fist. That little bastard, touching me!
"Rin do you need my help?" He asked.
"No, leave me alone!" I yelled.
"Look, I know I can be.....pervy but I really care about you." He smiled. I frowned but soon looked at his face. His smile was different. It wasn't like his pervy fake smile that only I know, it was sweet and truthful. I felt my face heat u
Letters of Regret - FenrisTitle: Letters of Regret - FenrisLetters of Regret - Fenris1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Game: Dragon Age
characters/pairing: Fenris x Reader
Disclaimer: Bioware owns everything regarding Dragon Age. You own you. I only own the plot.
Fenris silently growled to himself as he waited in the foyer for a certain someone to come back and fetch him. He impatiently tapped his bare foot against the cold stone floor as he looked around the small walk in area of the very familiar house, trying to find who he came here for or at least something to get his mind off of it. This was degrading. He wished he didn’t have to do this but-as much as he hated to admit it-he couldn’t do this without her help. Besides, she was the best option he had. Varric would’ve just added his embarrassin
SleepSleepSleep7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Oh gods above, what had he done? The memories were fuzzy and vague, although there was no reason for them to be. Hed walked for hours, he remembered that part, though it had felt as though he had hovered above his own tired, charred body. Charred? A fire, he guessed, that hed somehow been caught up in. The sand was surprisingly cool beneath his cheek as he lay there, mind and body numb with confusion and the clench of guilt. Guilt, he realised now, sat where hed always thought love would, just below the ribs; a solid pressure pushing to meet his spine and go all the way through him. As depressing as it sounded, that was all he felt right now aside from the sand, and sand hardly felt solid. What was worse was that he couldnt for the life of him remember why.
Is he dead? Ryker felt something press against his ribs, a toe he guessed, but didnt move. He couldnt
Because of love ch4BECAUSE OF LOVEBecause of love ch48 years ago in Teen More Like This
I can feel the sun stroking my face, and then the life comes back to my body. As I open my eyes and my vision becomes clear, I notice immediately that Im not in the dome, as I normally would. I observe everything around the room, and my mind recognizes it as the bedroom inside Jumbas spaceship. Why am I here, instead of being in my warm bed up there in the dome? I cant remember anything from yesterday my head aches whenever I try to remember anything I dont have to worry; maybe my memory will come back to me in a few minutes. By now, Im only interested in knowing what I am doing here. My feet slide off the bed, and by first time I notice the wires stuck to my wrists, arms and my legs, and some advanced machinery beside of the bed, as if it was monitoring each one of my moves. I freeze: why do I have all these wires stuck on my skin? Before my mind can formulate any other question, the old sluice opens, and after
Keep On Bringing Me Down (Teenagers 11)Keep On Bringing Me Down (Teenagers 11)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone sat quietly in the choir room, despite their successful invitational's performance, the tensions were still high. As usual, the 'Nerd Herd' sat around each other, with Jordyn stealing an occasional glance at Alex, who sat on the other side of the room, his arm around Rachel. No one from the upper quad had spoken to her, not that it was an unusual development, but Alex had gone out of his way to ignore her. Nysha had tried to make her feel better about the situation, but it was no use.
I don't get it. Jordyn thought to herself. How did Principal Hamilton find out? I didn't tell anyone. She looked around the room at everyone, hoping to a suspect. Nysha? She hates Rachel enough, but there's no way she'd ever sink that low Maybe Alex told Lance or Daryn? She looked at both boys. Lance was showing Daryn some of the choreography. That wouldn't make sense.
Her eyes darted to Alton and Caly. Yeah, okay. Then to Xander, who was showing Foxy pictu
Cleansing ritualSageCleansing ritual4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Smudge clockwise in every room.
Bless this space by this rhyme
Bless this place bless this time
Energies be cleansed and clear
Take away all anger and fear
Then go around clockwise with the rain water sprinkling it chanting
I call my angels come to me
Bring me positive energy
Bless my home and hearth
Touch your magic to my heart
Then sprinkle salt in the four directions
My magic wield
In safety here
With no fear
HoodiexReader part 11 Forget about itAs you two were running you felt something watching you. You looked behind but saw no one. You as you slowed down, Gina pulled on your hand which made you speed right back up.HoodiexReader part 11 Forget about it2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Come on! We don’t want to be late!” She giggled. You nodded your head and kept on running. Once you were away from the school, ‘No Name’ came out of hiding and sighed
“Of course she doesn’t listen to me..” He pushed hands into his pockets and kicked a pebbled as he walked to the forest. He kept on thinking about you and how much danger you’re in. He let out one long sighed before Masky hit him in the arm.
“Hey there Hood! What’s up?” He smiled “So gonna get the girl and bringing her here?”
“I’m getting there.” He said as his eyes were stilled on the pebble he was kick. Masky stood in front of him. Hoodie stopped and stared at Masky
“What do you mean?! You said yesterday that she was in the palm
The Memoirs of Death: ProlougeI get ready for my day like any other man. I get up out of bed, I bathe, and I get dressed. When I go to look at myself in the mirror, I do not see what most people think I see. I don't see a skull bare of flesh staring out of a black hood. In fact, I see a handsome pale face with somewhat sharp features topped with a head of long, wavy black hair tipped with violet, and jade green eyes. I can easily fit into a crowd of them when I choose to make myself visible to them. Humans would think it odd that such a face belongs to one they know as Death.The Memoirs of Death: Prolouge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The people of Earth fear me. They have always feared me, because I always lead them to what is unknown to them. They think I am evil and cruel. They think I enjoy my job. And in part I do, but not for the reasons they think.
I am misunderstood, but I am not sad or bitter about it. I can see it from their side as well. It is very frightening to be taken from everything one has known. I know my place. Though a hated one, it is a necessary one.
Goodbye my LoverOne of the most antique unions in the World. The union of two nordic countries: Norway and Denmark. Two people who couldn't be more different from each other. Denmark was spontaneous always talking without think, full of energy and Norway was very calm, almost expressionless, his voice always low. But even being so differents they were always together. Always...Goodbye my Lover5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At least until that year, the year of 1814. They were together on the battle field, supporting France and his new and powerful boss: Napoleon Bonaparte. And then Bonaparte fall and both were forced to face England at Copenhagne Battle. It was the end... Too many citizens were dying for starvation, dying at the battle fields. Denmark didn't seems to be the same, he was prickly, moody , all care wasn't enough when you will talk with him. On that day, 16th May of 1814, Denmark and Norway were together with their boss at the main salon.
-I don't know what do anymore, sincerely...- Denmark passed his fingers through his h
Do Not CryDo not stand at my grave and weep:Do Not Cry5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly fallen snow;
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the field of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the grateful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
Shadows Rise: Chapter 22 (Shimerfur)Slowly we padded through the forest, the strange rumbling from earlier had subsided and to keep my mind from it I had suggested to my sister to go hunting. “What do you think we’ll catch?” I wondered.Shadows Rise: Chapter 22 (Shimerfur)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Whatever we find,” Featherstream responded. “But I just want to catch something for mother, she moved back into the nursery not too long ago.”
“As if I didn’t know that,” I snorted light heartedly; I was just as excited as the rest of my family about the kits. In fact the entire Clan was excited after all, it was about time kits were born into the Clan. “I’m just worried about how fast Leaf-Bare is approaching…”
“That’s why we need to catch as much prey as possible right now,” Featherstream exclaimed, she soon fell silent and pointed with her tail at the sky. “Look… a hawk.”
We shared a glance, both of us thinking the same thing. A hawk would mean plenty of food for t
With You How I miss you soWith You5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I can still feel your touch
On my lips
on my face
on my neck
all over me...
I was so happy..
the half blood rose chpt 11With Alfonzo and Amythe half blood rose chpt 116 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shadow was growing pale and limp Amy blasted Alfonzo with the dark energy beam and caught Shadow as he fell
Amy: shadow, shadows please wake up!
???: Amy he's lost too much blood
Amy turned and saw her mother
Amy: but I can't do that to Shadow I'm only half
Carena: I can change that when you defeat your father you and your sister can go live mortal lives
Amy looked up at her mother
Amy: you're going to do a life transfer spell?
Carena: I'd rather I be dead then my daughter
Amy smiled and hugged her mother
Amy: I love you
Carena: I know
Carena bit down on Amy's neck and changed her into a full vampire
Amy: ugh I hate this but it's the only way to save shadow
She then bit down on shadow
Shadow: oh my head, what happened?
He looked at her
Shadow: Amy you're a full vampire!
Amy: so are you
Amy: it was the only way to save you I'm sorry
A flash of light happened behind them Amy turned to see her sister
Amy ran to her sister
Azura: Amy what happ
Annwn - Ch01 - CellAnnwn - Ch01 - Cell3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I awoke in a prison cell, or at least it seemed like it. The walls where a dull, worn out gray; the ceiling seemed black, hard to tell if it used to have colour that had simply faded and rotten away into the dark, damp roof above my head. The floor appeared to be like tiles: large, cold, and once again gray. I suspected that at one point these were white, but judging by the cracks which had formed in most and the dead plants that attempted to live through the many cracks in this horrid place, they had been laid a long time ago.
The room itself was bigger than what I would have imagined a normal prison cell to be. I don't know why you would want to, but it would be possible to snugly fit a single decker bus in this room, which gave everyone enough area to actually doze off without the worry of rolling into someone or hitting them in your sleep. Two doors led out of this place, one iron one, which lead to
CH 3: Clash of WillsCH 3: Clash of Wills4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Rolling onto his side Fenris began to stretch breathing in a soft scent of sweet florals. His heart skipped a beat when he opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar room. As he jumped to his feet he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. An older woman spoke up, "Oh, good you're up. Rem will be glad, but you should rest. I guess you were in quite a battered condition when she brought you here." "Oh, I'm Leandra. Rem and Carver's mother." She added when she saw the confusion on Fenris' features. " How long have I been here? What happened?" Fenris asked turning to see the aging woman who resembled Hawke smiling back at him. "Oh, I'd say a couple of hours. 3 maybe 4 perhaps?" She answered promptly.
"I am not aware of what happened. I suppose it must have been something seeing all the arguing in the house lately. Everything has been so tense lately. Rem and Carver at each other's throats is common. And after Gamlen's suggestion it turned to chaos." Leandra laughed, trying to make