gilded egg

Okay I want to talk about the Barns for a minute

Specifically, I want to talk about animals and Ronan’s agricultural management

I’m as fond as everyone else of the idea of strange dream-creatures roaming the fields, of Ronan setting up a magical menagerie.
But I just don’t think it’s likely.

Even if they wake up Niall’s sleeping animals (which I believe they will, at some point), I don’t think Ronan would add to them. There’s always the chance that, when Ronan dies, they won’t be able to recreate the feat (we know it took the whole gang to wake the skeletons in the cave, and presumably doing it again would need that. Scientific method, baby). Who is going to be left to look after the farm? Adam. I wholeheartedly believe that Ronan would not want to leave him with that alone.

Think of the times Ronan has brought back living things: Matthew, Chainsaw, Opal. They were all accidental. (I don’t think much is mentioned about how deliberate the pale buck in TRK was, but correct me if i’m wrong).

He also knows how much of a drain on the line bringing back living things is. I can’t remember the exact quote since I don’t have the book on me at the moment, but there’s the bit in TDT where he says something about Cabeswater not appearing until after Niall’s death, because it couldn’t have the energy while Niall was carelessly dreaming an entire country for himself.

But imagine: 

  • Ronan working out that cross-breeds would probably stay awake when he dies, since he and Declan didn’t fall asleep when Niall died, being cross-breeds between a dream-creature and a natural being themselves 
  • Ronan going to cattle markets, trying to buy animals to breed with the dream cows at the Barns, realising he knows fuck all about farming and actual non-magical farm
  • Ronan reading up on farm management and putting his mind to studying it, because it matters to him and he knows it will have a practical impact on his life
  • Adam being so super proud of him for this, working for something rather than just being a gentleman of leisure, as he undoubtedly could be with his inheritence
  • Building up his own herd, partly his father’s but partly his own, just like he’s making the house his own and not just keeping it as a museum of his dead parents
  • There’s the odd animal that he brings back accidentally: a sheep with wool that can be spun into a garment perfectly waterproof that changes colour to match whatever you’re wearing, a chicken that lays gilded chocolate eggs he sells at the easter farmers’ markets, a cow that produces strawberry milkshake, but they’re few and far between
  • He dreams magic farm equipment that make things easier for him to manage, but don’t look too weird to inspectors

This is also why I really don’t like the idea of Ronan dreaming children for him and Adam. 

Because when Ronan dies, Adam will lose everything, and Ronan wouldn’t do that to him. I am 3000% certain of them deciding to adopt, because, apart from getting around that problem, both of them would absolutely want to help out kids in need (of course they get babies, because bringing in older kids to the magic of the Barns is going to be difficult in a secrecy “don’t tell your schoolmates that dad is magic” kind of way).

please add your own ideas about this!

Ostrich Egg Cup and Cover, around 1600
Jörg Ruel, Goldsmith
active Nuremberg, Germany; died 1625
ostrich egg, gilded silver
43.4 x 13.5 cm
The Thomson Collection © Art Gallery of Ontario

currentlyspacingout  asked:

How would you describe the firebirds eggs?

So, the eggs of Firebird-type birds come in a few different colours, sizes, shapes, etc. and some also vary depending on how freshly laid vs. close to hatching they are. For ease, I’ll be illustrating each Firebird-type egg description with an actual image.

American Eagle Phoenix - Golden eggs. They start only mildly golden, dark brown flecked with gold when first laid, by when almost ready to hatch they look almost entirely gilded. However the eggs are not made of actual gold, though intact pieces of eggshell and reparo’d eggshells of these creatures are prized by some American wixes, and may be bought for a high price if one knows where to look.


Angha/Angka - Large and a rich green similar to the plumage of the creatures, Angha eggs are much smaller than the creatures, hatching chicks which many would deem undersize. Despite this, the young grow rapidly to full size and the large blue-green egg shells remain as the last reminder of how small they once were.


Basan - Basan eggs are smallish and speckled blue - a deeper blue than any other Firebird-type, incidentally, and considered by many to be far more beautiful for it. Among the smallest of the eggs of Firebird-type creatures, the only ones smaller are the eggs of Hoyl or Malham birds, Firefinches and Emberlarks.


Bennu - A pale and faintly speckled egg, but somewhat more rounded in shape than that of their close cousins, the Common or Arabian Phoenix. About the size of a chicken’s egg, these eggs become as shiny as Ancient Egyptian faience when they are close to hatching.


Cinomolgus-Phoenix Hybrid - Interestingly, very similar in appearance to the Fire Bezoars the creatures produce; indeed, for a while the Fire Bezoars were mistaken for undersized eggs, excepting they never hatched. It was these “unhatched eggs” that, after careful study, were revealed to be the useful mineralisations we know today.


Emberlark/Firestart - When laid the small eggs of Emberlarks are almost perfectly round, pitch black and shiny, like polished Anthracite. As they near hatching, however, the eggs look more and more like charcoal, even seeming crumbly as the egg reaches it’s final intact day.


Fenghuang - The eggs of Fenghuangs are gorgeous things and look almost like pieces of amber but shining with a soft inner glow, as though backlit. This shine will grow brighter but more diffuse as the hatchling grows within. When the egg hatches, the pieces of shell will seem almost like amber glass.


Frost Phoenix - The one specimen that exists has only provided the one egg, which has never yet hatched. Almost slimy and grainy in texture the egg is a dull grey with darker speckling and as yet no changes have particularly occurred to indicate it may be close to hatching. It is the speculation - and indeed hope - of some of the Magizoologists studying the creature that the effects of the Dementor on the Phoenix have drained the life of the egg and rendered any hatchling stillborn.


Ho-ou - A rich dark brown, Ho-ou eggs look almost like ordinary (if rather large) chicken eggs until they near their time to hatch, gaining a multitude of metallic speckles in all the colours of the adult bird’s plumage. Until then, however, such eggs look often indistinguishable from chicken eggs, and have sometimes been hidden among such ordinary eggs by unscrupulous creature traffickers.


Hoyl/Malham Bird - One of the tiniest Firebird-type eggs, the eggs of Malhams are tiny, pale and shimmer with a multitude of soft colours. They gain sheen as they near hatching time and tend to leave minute pearlescent shards on hatching.


Oregon Firefinch - As ember-esque as their parents, the eggs of Firefinches look like glowing embers, warm and in every shade from soft gold to dark red. As they near hatching they gain that wet-silk flicker of light that bright-burning embers do, and lose their light completely once the chick hatches, turning grey and lifeless as ashes.


Phoenix - Soft blue or green with pale speckles, these eggs are very similar to those of their close cousins, the Bennu Bird. Unlike the eggs of the Bennu, however Phoenix eggs do not need incubation, but, like their kin, may take many years to hatch.


Snow Phoenix - Simply silvery, with occasional other metallic tints, the eggs of Snow Phoenixes are as usually as dark a silver-grey as the clouds were the day the egg was hatched. While distinctly silver in colour they are much rougher than Occamy eggs and, due to geographic difference, are never confused.


Zhar-Ptitsa - Brightly glowing eggs, these eggs are a subtle blue-grey at first laying but rapidly darken in colour until they hatch in a burst of flaming light. The eggshells after hatching are darkly glossy with a bluish shimmer and the eggshells are used in certain Slavic variants of common Western healing potions.



he flicks his wand and the door swings open with a click – just like that, without a fight. of course. his mouth twists into a scowl, and he counts to ten before he steps through the now open door and into familiar space – familiar, and eerily quiet, which could only mean gild is not yet home.

no matter. he should be back soon, anyway, and dirk had missed sneaking into the other’s apartment without him around. ( he had missed his friend, overall, but that is not a thought to simply be had. he tucks it away where no one can sniff it out.) he flicks the lights on and proceeds to raid the kitchen for snacks. by the time the door rattles open, he had made himself comfortable laying on the couch, surrounded by the rather extravagantly colored cushions and the jars of snacks he’d scavenged off the cupboards, flicking through radio stations and trying to find something entertaining.

“we’re out of liquorice wands.” he announces, shaking the empty jar for emphasis. “and eggs. don’t you eat eggs, gild?”

No Easter story is complete without mention of eggs. Even in medieval times, they were an integral part of the day. Children took eggs to church to be blessed, tenants brought eggs to their lords (a hen tithe so to speak), and kings dispensed gilded eggs to their underlings and favorites. 

Records survive of the Countess of Leicester purchasing  eggs to distribute to her tenants in 1265. The number ranges from 1,000 to nearly 4,000.  Edward I of England is said to have distributed 450 eggs, many covered in gold leaf, on his last Easter in 1307.