Here's a story for you then. It's about Exodites and their bows that stop Astartes. archiveofourown.org/works/33503683
Decades? Don't you mean for more than a century and-a-half at least.
How about "Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea"? Or "Marine Boy"? Can you guess how old I am?
You know they did a television show about this in the U.S.? PS It was based on a true story.
Oh, no dear. You have no idea of what you speak. If you'd ever wore the uniform of your nation state (been in the military) you'd know just what a crock-of-sh*t that move was. If you'd studied Fascism you'd know Robert Heinlein's book Starship Troopers was warning. Remember "the rods and the ax"?
Qsy's Goth Girl has to stand in for all the Germanic tribes: Visigoths, Ostrogoths, Saxons, Jutes, Franks, Angles, Vandals, Longobards, etc.
I say, Mr. Nichols, although you are of one of those inferior Mediterranean races and not of the most noble white race, I heartily agree with your sentiment! Furthermore, to win over the white race, the Democrat party should advocate for the repeal of the 14th amendment! God bless the Confederacy!
A common motif in mystical experiences. An angel touched a burning coal to the lips of the Prophet Isaiah, the Theotokos fed a scroll to the 5th century Greek hymnist St. Romanos the Melodist, and a Hindu goddess fed a scroll to the Tamil mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan.
Didn't have photos until last night. Colonel Hugh must have his bath time to include his bath toys. PS He drys himself by licking his wet feet. PPS All the toys all float upside down so he looks like he'd killed them.
Thinking more Turkmenistan-y? Saparmurat Niyazov, the first president of Turkmenistan (1991–2006), famously erected a 12-meter-tall gold-plated statue of himself that rotated to face the sun in Ashgabat.
The pig ice bucket looks like is should have belonged to grave goods of Vercingetorix. The sacred bronze pig meant to help him party in the afterlife.
That's back in the days when the Turks were still Turcomen, that is, they were still horse riding nomads and not the "civilized" Mediterranean people of later centuries.
This is me with the Colonel everyday. Trying to avoid him shedding my blood is my primary concern. PS He's growling and meowing loudly at me as I write this!