He flinches at the touch of Sei’s hand, and immediately feels even shittier. He can’t be here. The walls are closing in; his brother’s miserable gaze is suffocating him. He just wants to be out of his mind.
“If you wanna do some family bonding so bad, why don’t you come with me?” he snaps, teeth bared. He doesn’t know why he’s challenging Sei like this. The streets are no place for his gentle brother; they’d rip him apart. Granny would rip Aoba apart for even daring to risk Sei’s safety.
Why, why, why is he trying to destroy his brother?
He can’t seem to stop himself from snarling the words, though. He takes hold of Sei’s hand. “C’mon, bro. You want me around, right? I don’t wanna be stuck in this fucking house. Have some fun for once.”
Prayer to Aengus Óg for the Queer Community’s Protection
Óg, the Son of Youth, Hear my prayer today. You who is quick-tongued, You who is cunning, You who is called a god of love, Hear my prayer today. Come to the aid of the queer community, Protect us with your wits and tricks, Protect us with your love and care, Protect us as you tried to protect your foster child. Aengus
Óg, Chosen-One the Young Son, Hear my prayer today and always. Blessings upon blessings from me to you.
Each and every Sunday, we share a poem to lighten our soul. Today, we are going to do it a little different with a humorous poem on this fantastic Father’s Day. Happy Father’s Day to all great grandfathers, grandfathers, husbands, brothers, uncles, friends and neighbors. Comment your thoughts, short story or any poem you will love to see in a future post. Don’t forget to follow us like and share.
You Are Old Father William
“You are old, father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head –
Do you think, at your age, it is right?
"In my youth,” father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”
“You are old,” said the youth, “as I mentioned before,
And you have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door –
Pray what is the reason for that?”
“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment – one shilling a box –
Allow me to sell you a couple?”
“You are old,” said the youth, “and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak –
Pray, how did you mange to do it?”
“In my youth,” said his fater, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”
“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as every;
Yet you balanced an eel on the tend of your nose –
What made you so awfully clever?”
“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father. “Don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
“I stood before the stone tomb of Êlúriel one last time. I was alone as twilight was about to fall. We were leaving Eryn Lasgalen forever and that meant I would leave my beloved wife to the elements of the world forever.
What was asked of me was to allow my heart to break one last time, for to choose between life and death is not as simple as it sounds. Time stole from me a lifetime then dared offer me another. One of light versus one of darkness. I had found some solace in the latter, for at least I could walk the distance between a haven to hell and know that beneath an immortal stone carved in her likeness was as much as I would ever know from the soft skin I once touched was but a few steps away.
But to offer me to leave her to ruin beneath the arid world of mankind and sail into the west–into Aman–where eternal youth and beauty await as with my mother and my son was like watching her die all over again. I would fail once more at saving her life–a guilt that has kept my heart from feeling what wanted to forget but kept a kingdom from falling away after centuries of war.
I had one last moment with her. One moment as painful as the day she died. But I knew she would want me to go into Aman.
Time came too late; its burden now is mine,
As I recite one last lamentation softly line by line.
Desperately grasping for something to hold,
For something to remember as I grow old.
A love beyond forever on the winds of Spring it came,
So beautiful it was the world would never be the same.
To this love was given everything we had to give,
It was the only life we thought we ever had to live.
The Heavens once wept and the winds once cried,
For a love that once lived and a love that once died.
There will be no more seasons that will ever come again,
I will no more look for reasons for why I should remain.
A rose once bloomed in winter and lived for all to see,
The Silver Rose of Greenwood that time once gave to me.
Now as day turns into night and night turns into day,
My heart has left me silent; there is no more left to say.
“To my beloved, Êlúriel,” I whispered as tears began to fall. “I will never stop loving you, thinking of you or wishing you were at my side for all of time. Forever in my heart—forever the best part of me. Namárië, Meleth nîn. Namárië.”
With that, I walked away from my kingdom, my beloved and all I had ever known in this world since childhood forever.”–Excerpt from TKWR Book III: To Eryn Lasgalen by J.M.Miller 05-19-17.
Be kind to your waitstaff. Please understand that if it’s busy, waitstaff may be scatterbrained and slightly frantic, so don’t get upset at them for something minor and if you simply must be upset with them at all, please don’t be loud about it.
Push your chair in.
People live off of tips- just keep that in mind. If you get exceptional service you’d better try to leave an exceptional tip.
Learn the name of your server if they tell you- don’t say “HEY YOU”
Push your damn chair in.
If you make a mess, help clean it up.
If you have a large party of people and you plan to eat at said restaurant, make a reservation.
Push your damn chair in you lump of old cheese
If you have to take your kids out, teach the little cretins how to behave in public and know how to control them (and keep them quiet).
Similarly, if your pets come along, either bring a water bowl or ask for one and don’t let them be a trip/injury hazard.
Also don’t be hella loud okay
Ask nicely for things, and remember the basic rules of respect that you learned as a kid- please and thank yous.
PUSH IN YOUR CHAIR- IT’S NOT THAT HARD OKAY
Be sure of what you want before you order it- it’s a real pain to change orders- and notify your server of allergies before you order
Eat your food? Like I don’t even know why I have to mention this like if you order food and you’re not taking it with you then eat it?? You wouldn’t believe the amount of perfectly good food I have to throw away every day…
If someone’s watering your table and there are lots of glasses to be (re)filled, help a brother out and send the glasses over so they aren’t reaching all over you so you’re hydrating in their sweat
Pick up your trash if you drop it on the floor- that shit’s nasty
If it’s busy please don’t try and hold a conversation with the waitstaff, okay? Also if they let you move in front of them, MOVE DAMMIT
Do not - DO NOT - walk in right as the place has stopped serving- they’ll probably take you but everyone will hate you