Dialogue of a Man and a Tree - Vincent Godfrey Burns

The Man: Why do you grow so tall, way up there in the sky?
The Tree: I love the heights that are clean and free, where the lonely eagles fly, where the crane and the hawk can nest with me, and my friends, the geese, go by.
The Man: What do you use for food, tree to make you grow and grow?
The Tree: I live on a diet of Nature’s best from my roots deep down below; I never go hungry, I rest and rest and wait for the rain and the snow.
The Man: How do you grow so strong, Tree, sturdy and straight and true?
The Tree: I live in the light of the sunshine and yarn for the sky’s deep blue; the clean, sweet air is always mine, and the cold winds help me too.
The Man: How do you live so long, Tree, so much longer than man?
The Tree: I’ve geared my days with the Creator’s ways since ever the world began. There is no death when life keeps faith with nature’s wonderful plan.

Here it is then

I got a random idea from a dream about Hawke from Dragon Age II giving her party members stuffed animals; and, after it received quite a lot of support on Tumblr, I decided to go for it, and it turned into a 6,000-word bundle of fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and Fenhawke sappiness.

A few notes about the Hawke in this story:

She is based on my female mage Hawke Elissa, who has a diplomatic personality and specializes in healing and frost magic. She supports her fellow mages, friendmances Fenris, and has 100% friendship with all her other companions, although she was quite shocked by Anders’ actions at the Chantry (I chose the ‘Condemned Anders’ option in the Keep when importing her into Inquisition), and sent him away because she needed time to process what had happened (and she handled herself quite well on her own as the party’s only healer during the final battle). She will forgive him eventually, because she is that sort of person. In my actual game, Carver died on the Deep Roads (because again, Elissa was her party’s only healer and Anders wasn’t there to make him a Grey Warden); but I changed the story around so that he lives on as a Templar and joins the Inquisition.

Furthermore, my DA II games seemed to suffer from a sort of bug where Merrill both keeps and smashes her Eluvian; I chose to have her smash it in this story for more feelz.

This is probably gonna end up disappointing for those who were looking forward to the story, but eh. At least I enjoyed writing it. The whole thing under cut. Proceed at your own risk.

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anonymous asked:

does colin tell a lot of dad jokes?

Yes he does, but not as often as he loves to tell nasty anti jokes, usually in inappropriate situations. It wouldn’t be so terrifying if he wasn’t a Knight Commander who carries a sword everywhere he goes.

It has gotten to a point where people don’t know if he’s joking or not.

Also related bonus comic that i made at like 2 am four months ago under the cut:

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Magickal Uses for Buckwheat

Gender: Feminine

Planet: Venus

Element: Earth

Magickal Uses: Money and Protection. Grind the seeds and sprinkle around your house in a circle to keep evil from it. Use it to form magick circles on the floor around you while performing magick. Add a few grains of buckwheat to money incense and keep some in the kitchen to guard against poverty.

Color Correspondence Magick:


Earth energy. It is feminine in nature and related to its sister the Moon and Saturn. Being a relatively balanced combination of Red, Yellow and Blue, depending on the intensity level, it can be used successfully on Monday, Friday or Saturday. Brown is one of the more complex colors, with varied associations.

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Album of Hawks and Calligraphy, by artist

Kano Tsunenobu (Japanese, 1636–1713), 17th–18th century, Japan. from album; ink and color on silk. H. O. Havemeyer Collection, Bequest of Mrs. H. O. Havemeyer, 1929.  MET.

This album containing pictures of hawks—posed on boughs or rocks, awaiting their prey, and one with its prey already ensnared—was probably created for a young male member of the samurai elite, to instill appreciation for hawking and Chinese learning. The calligraphy, by an unidentified artist, is inscribed on sumptuously colored silk decorated with golden phoenixes, and the content is taken from a Confucian didactic text. Tsunenobu was a painter in the service of the Tokugawa shogunate. In 1650, while still a teenager, he took over from his father as the head of the Kobikichō Kano school in Edo. Hawking had become the exclusive right of samurai earlier in the seventeenth century, during the reign of Ieyasu, the first Tokugawa shogun, who was an avid practitioner. But between 1693 and 1709, toward the end of the artist’s life, hawking had been temporarily suspended by his primary patron, Tokugawa Tsunayoshi (1646–1709). Though Tsunayoshi was tyrannical in his politics, he was famous for his compassion toward birds and animals, to the extent that he made maltreatment of dogs a capital offense, earning him the nickname the Dog Shogun. Tokugawa Yoshimune (1684–1751), the eighth shogun, revived falconry for the warrior class, and authored a treatise on crane hawking”.  Text and images via MET.


Today, I photographed the resident sandhill cranes. I eventually gained their trust to get close to them. I blew on a dandelion at one point when I was laying near them, and the female crane with the yellow eyes came over intrigued. I picked some long grass and tossed it to her. She croaked and picked it up, flapped her wings with a jump and tossed it back to me. This means she liked my gift. I whistled to the male with the red eyes and tossed him the grass. He picked it up and danced with it for the female. They danced together until he threw her the grass, and then she tossed it back at me. I tried this a few other times with some success after that, until the sun went down and they flew off for the night.

In short, today I flirted with a sandhill crane.