Pondering what’s happened to all the other birds while Lup is working for the Big Bad.
Magnus meets and marries Julia, of course. But he gets the chance to save her at long last. She’s right behind the barrier that is created by the Chalice.
Merle is a busy dad raising two kids by himself. Sure it’s hard and he stumbles at it, doesn’t get to adventure or preach as much as he used to but that’s fine.
Davenport is Davenport. Davenport! (Or so he’d have Lucretia believe…)
Barry is a scholar who specializes in collecting tomes and doing field research in whatever capacity that will keep him from settling down. He’s gotten a little rough around the edges being on the road all the time but he makes do. He sometimes works with a secretive colleague named Lucretia and her associate Maureen.
Lucretia has more on her plate and less resources to work with. She is trying so hard to find and contain the Relics before Lup can get her hands on them. She knows it’s only a matter of time before the Hunger touches down…
I almost forgot Magic Brian!
He gets married and is very happy indeed. He and his spouse raise miniature cave spiders.
This website would be so funny in the death note universe I think some of you guys would be really pro Kira
Imagining discourse where some people are reminding you not to put your name and face on your blog to stay safe and then other people call you toxic and abusive for that bc it means you’re hiding something if you don’t want Kira to be able to kill you
why do they always show cranberries in thos big pits n its implied its wet and possibly swimmable. do cranberries really grow like that. wh
You’ve never heard of The Bog?
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EACH ADDITION TO THIS POST MAKES MY BLOOD RUN COLD
This is a cranberry bog (unflooded) it’s how cranberries grow. Once they’re ripe, the blog is flooded and the cranberries harvested.
Basically by using big floaty things to round them all up and then scooping them out of the water.
thank u. i hate it a little less but the horrible little man in my head is still screaming “BOG BODY BOG BODY BOG BODY”, but i appreciate the education,
oh here is a fun lil perspective on cranberry harvesting i never heard about anywhere else. the guy who owns the restaurant right down the road from the farm, who fries our chickens sometimes, is from Boston, with the strongest Boston accent ever, and in a former life before he started slinging reasonably priced barbeque and occasional organic chicken, he was a cranberry farmer.
His farm was on the leading edge of kinda using organic/sustainable pest control methods, and one of the things that they did to keep insect damage down was that they encouraged wolf spiders to live in the cranberry field, to eat the bugs.
This was all fine and good until they flooded the bog. Now, you don’t just like flood the bog and then go around it in a boat or whatever. No, you use hip waders to get in there and put the big floaty things where they go and get all the berries and such.
Well when you’re in the bog in hip waders, that makes you the tallest thing. Wolf spiders can swim a bit, but they don’t like it, so they’re, quite understandably, looking to climb out of the water onto a tall thing.
So yeah the first interview question he always asked potential cranberry bog harvester hires was “are you cool with spiders?”
“You’d be amazed,” he said to us, shaking his head a little, “how many guys would just straight lie. Like, you think I’m asking you that question to be cute? Nah man you’re gonna have like a hundred wolf spiders trying to climb your eyebrows, you gotta be chill, those wolf spiders are fellow employees. You really gotta be chill with spiders if you’re gonna work a cranberry harvest.”
happy international workers day to the cranberry bog spiders
not to be boring but I like when evil characters…. well not become “redeemed,” more like they become domesticated. its just delightful when like an evil monstrous little bastard man goes from committing murder to getting mad someone misplaced their costco card or left the jar of mayo on the counter all day.
