(So, I saw The Lion King show in London a little while ago. I actually prefer the reprise of this song, but I thought ‘They Live in You’ works better for Layton and his assistants being reflected in Kat. But I might make one for ‘He Lives in You’ depending how popular this post is :D)
During this time the powers of nature reach their highest point. In the past, bonfires were leapt to encourage fertility, purification, health, and love. The fire represents the sun, feted on this time of the longest daylight hours.
Midsummer is a classic time for magic of all types.
Litha Ritual by Scott Cunningham.
Before the rite, make up a small cloth pouch filled with herbs such as lavender, chamomile, St.Johns’s wort, vervain, or any or the Midsummer herbs (I’ll list them below). Mentally pour all your problems, troubles, pain, sorrows and illnesses, if any, into this petition as you construct it. Tie it shut with a red string. Place this on the altar (if you have an altar). For rites outside, light a fire- however small- and drop the pouch into this. Make sure you’re safely handling the fire.
Arrange the altar and begin the rite. Chant:
I celebrate the noon of summer with mystic rites.
O great Goddess and God,
all nature vibrates with your energies
and the earth is bathed with warmth and life.
Now is the time of forgetting past cares and banes;
now is the time for purification.
O fiery sun, burn away the unuseful, the hurtful,
the bane, in your omnipotent power.
Purify me! Purify me! Purify me!
Take up the herbal petition and light it with a red candle, when it is burning drop it into the cauldron or a heat-proof container and say:
I banish you by the powers of the Goddess and God!
I banish you by the powers of the sun, moon, and stars!
I banish you by the powers of earth, air, fire, and water!
Pause, seeing the hurts and pains burning into nothingness. Then say:
O gracious Goddess, O gracious God,
on this night of Midsummer magic
I pray that you charge my life with wonder and joy.
Help me in attuning with
the energies adrift on the enchanted night air.
I give thanks.
Reflect upon the purification you have undergone. Feel the powers of nature flowing through you, washing you clean with divine energy.
Midsummer is practically the classic time to perform magics of all kinds. Healings, love magic, and protection are especially suitable. Herbs can be dried over the ritual fire if you’re celebrating outdoors. Fresh fruits are standard fare for Midsummer.
Firedrop babysitting Tyson and Firenze. Gumflame returning the favor a few years later, babysitting (left to right) Alazne, Kai, and Isa.
water!Flame Princess and Cordelia stuff. Surprise first concept of my little bubbly dork and her sister. (Also I gave Cordelia’s clothes in the full body one, the color scheme of Flora King whoops. the ship is strong.)
fire!Cordelia and Flame Princess stuff. I don’t like drawing FP with a crown that much man;;; It looks weird to me still. And Blooming Bubbles drama. She’s not the best at controlling her flames. I FORGOT TO GIVE FK NIPPLES;;
More concept art by Eyvind Earle for the Sleeping Beauty Castle Walk Through. Also included is the giant poster of Phillip and Aurora in the forest from the special booklet given out at the time of the attraction’s opening.
“In a faraway land, long ago, there lived a King and his fair Queen. Many years they had longed for a child, and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Aurora. Yes, they named her after the dawn, for she filled their lives with sunshine. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the land, so that all of high or low estate could pay homage to the infant Princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day…”
Author’s Note: This fic was requested by anonymous. I feel I could have made it a lot longer if I had allowed myself, but I can’t, not with all the requests I still want to get done in a reasonably short amount of time. So hopefully this will be at least somewhat what the anon was looking for :) You can also find the fic here!
What had Ella expected? That her stepmother and her stepsisters would welcome her with open arms to join them at the royal palace? It had been a foolish, hopeless notion. But Ella could not have just let the opportunity pass her by. She wanted to see the apprentice, Kit, more than anything, and not only that. She wanted to get out of the house and have a good time, for once in her life. Just once.
But her stepmother and stepsisters had not agreed. They had told her that Ella would not be coming to the ball, they had called her dress rags and left with a bang of the door. Ella had stood there, frozen, on the steps, unsure of what to do now. She wanted to avoid crying. She couldn’t cry. She mustn’t. Crying would do her no good.
Just then she heard horse’s hooves from the yard. Could it be that the carriage had come back for her? Could they have changed their minds?