Original Fairytales: The Lantern Princess

Once upon a time, there lived a princess named Nilsa. Her mother was a just and fair queen who was known for her charm and grace throughout all the land.
Her father, on the other hand, was a noble knight who fought with the ferocity of a dragon. He was both feared and loved among the people. It was he who named Nilsa, the word meaning “champion” as she would be a champion for her people.
As fate would have it, There came a time when Nilsa’s parents died she inherit the throne with reluctance.
However, word got out of her parents’ death and her father’s enemies began to make plans to attack the kingdom.
But the princess was no fool when it came to battle strategy as her father had taught her of things such as war. The enemies of the kingdom soon Found this out the hard way, returning home with few men, many of which were injured.
The rival Kings held a meeting among themselves and discussed as to how they could take the kingdom as they could not by force.
Then one proposed an idea. They would release locusts on their fields to destroy their farms.
The there agreed to this and they did as they discussed. They collected a hundred locusts and then released then on the Kingdoms fields. After a month’s time, there was no food left in the kingdom.
Nilsa’s people were hungry so she arranged and organized hunting groups to hunt down any available food. She herself was in one and so she rode out into the forest to look for game.
She came across a lady sitting in a stump. She looked haggard and was all bent over and she was very thin. A ragged cloak was thrown across her shoulders.
“Can I help you, Milady?” She asked the stranger.
“I am so hungry!” The other woman said, her voice hoarse. “I have not eaten in ten days. Please, can you prepare me a meal? If it is my last, so shall it be.”
“It shall be done,” said Nilsa. She hunted down a rabbit and killed it and returned to the woman. She then hastily made a fire and prepared it, cooking it brown. She then offered it to the lady along with some water from her own canteen.
“You are so very kind. But You are royalty? Why should you trouble with the likes of me?” The old woman said.
“A queen can eat when her subject’s stomachs are first full,” replied she.
Then the woman transformed into a beautiful shining woman in glimmering robes.
“Blessings upon you, Nilsa!” She said. “For you have proven yourself worthy. Your kingdom is ravaged with hunger but no longer this shall be.”
She then disappeared leaving Nilsa to wonder what has happened.
When Nilsa returned home, she came to find that the crops had regrown, twice as healthy and ready to harvest. Her people celebrated as they had an abundance of food.
The rival Kings marveled at this but resolved to bring Nilsa and her kingdom Down. The Kings held a meeting once more. This time they proposed they poison the kingdom’s water supply.
And so when Nilsa’s kingdom had nothing to drink, she journeyed into the forest once more in search of a new water supply. Upon searching, she came across a rabbit trapped in a trap.
“We are not hungry anymore,” she thought to herself. “So there is no need to kill it.”
And she released it but it did not run away. Instead, the creature panted mournfully and remained to lie on the ground.
“It must be thirsty as well,” she considered. And then she spotted a small well of crystal clear water. Without hesitation, she began to draw the water from out of its dark mouth. She then picked up the small creature and wasted no time in allowing it to receive the drink it had so craved. The rabbit lapped the water up greedily and then, strength regained, began to squirm. Nilsa loosened her grip, allowing the rabbit to escape.

Then suddenly, there was a bright light, and the lady in shimmering robes was present once more.
“Because you have proven yourself once again, I will aid you in your hour of need and quench the thirst of your land.”
And she disappeared once more and, like before, Nilsa returned to her kingdom to find their problem solved and the water not only purified but even clearer than before.
The Rival Kings were at their wit’s end.
“We need drastic measures!” Said one.
The others nodded in agreement and discussed what should be done. They finally agreed on a fire. They would allow the fields to catch fire from the north side of the kingdom and from the south side. The blazes then would eventually make their way to the castle and the village itself, leaving nothing but ash in its wake.
The night of the fire many lives were lost. But more than that, the village and the castle were reduced to nothing more than a few remnants of stone and charred wood.
Nilsa was badly burned but did not give up. That morning, she rose early and made her way into the forest. There, beneath a tree, sat the lady who had helped her before.
“I see that nothing will satisfy those villains but the downfall of your kingdom. But fear not as it will not come to pass for I have prepared a kingdom for you across the great divide. And there you and your people can live peaceably.”
“But the great divide is an uncrossable canyon of darkness where creatures of shadows roam,” said Nilsa. “How shall we cross safely.”
“The creatures are fearful of nothing but the light of fairies,” said she. “This I can give you so you might pass through safely.”
She stretched her hand out and in her grip was a lantern. “Light all the other lanterns with the light from this fire within the lantern and you will live to see brighter days.”
And with that, she was gone.
Nilsa wasted no time in returning to her fire scourged kingdom and telling her people of the fairy’s words. She then instructed her people to pack what material objects they had left and to arrange themselves in a line. Those who stood at the line’s edges and ends were armed with a sword and a lantern so to keep the darkness away.
And so Nilsa led her people into the dark divide. They encountered nothing though dark shapes in the distance could be seen, but they were long gone by the time they were nearing them.
Upon making it to the other side, the people were greeted with the sight of a beautiful, luscious, green valley with a castle at its center. Rivers of crystal clear water flowed throughout the rich farmland that lay in the outskirts of the kingdom and flowers of beautiful color lined the pathway that led to their new home. And there, Nilsa and her people built a new kingdom that became their paradise and they lived there happily for the rest of their days.
The ending for the evil kings, however, was not so happy. Strangely enough, one King’s water supply was contaminated. Another’s crops mysteriously withered away leaving him and his subjects with a food shortage. And yet another’s kingdom had a fire that swept across half of its entirety.
And while these Kings could not tell exactly why, but they somehow felt that it was the work of some form of strange magic. But the answer was far simpler; they were simply reaping that which they sowed.

The End

How to Kill A God

Once, in the great land of Greece, there lived a man of great knowledge who was known to all the people as a great scholar. This man journeyed far and wide and dedicated his life to the gain of knowledge and answering life’s greatest questions.
The Gods found his pursuit of knowledge honorable and invited him to dine with them at Mount Olympus. So the man accepted the invitation graciously and attended the great feast held there in the kingdom among the clouds.
He sat at an immense table and dined seated next to the Athena, the goddess of knowledge and across from Hermes, the great messenger god.
As they ate, they entertained intelligent and interesting conversation until the scholar posed a question to the goddess Athena that caused her to pause.
“Forgiving me for asking,” said the scholar. “But since I have dedicated my life to the gain of erudition, I find no question impertinent.”
“Please, ask,” said the wise one.
The man continued.
“Philosophers and scholars alike have asked and argued over this question for many years so please answer me this,” Then he breathed in sharply before posing the question. “How do you kill a god?”
Athena was silent for a moment before giving the scholar an answer.
“You cannot kill a god without killing humanity,” her voice sounded far away as she spoke. “For we are a part of you and you, us. One cannot live without the other.”
“Athena, you speak well,” Hermes interrupted. “But may I interject?”
Athena glared at the Golden Haired man from across the table before saying begrudgingly, “Speak.”
“You speak wisely, old friend,” Hermes said. “And what you say may very well be true but might I offer our friend another point of view. To kill a God, one must cover their presence with another myth.” He drummed his fingers against the table as he spoke. “Make them less than a legend. Pray no longer and make them the devil.”
The scholar thanked the two deities and returned to his meal.
After the feast, many of the gods mingled and some even danced. Amidst this ruckus, the scholar found himself in the company of Zeus, the Ruler of Olympus and Lord of the skies. The scholar seized this opportunity to ask the king of the gods his question.
The man’s laugh rang loud and strong as thunder.
“We cannot die!” He said. “That is to be a God. To rule to the end of time. ”
The scholar bowed low, thanked Zeus and left his company, wishing to refill his goblet. Upon doing so, he ran into Poseidon who was refilling his cup as well. The scholar, determined, offered his question to the sea God.
“Ah! An interesting question indeed!” Said he. “The answer is you must strip away his power and all that he exerts authority over. For what is a god over nothing worth?”
The scholar thanked Poseidon earnestly and returned to mingle with the guests. As he socialized, Aphrodite glided over to the scholar and invited him to dance with her. The scholar accepted and he guided him to the center of the floor. As they swayed, the scholar asked the fair goddess what he had asked the others.
Aphrodite threw her head back as she giggled, her eyes glittering like stars.
“A bold question, mortal,” said she. “But I shall answer it all the same. You deprive the God of the love of their people. Take away his adoration among those who worship. What is a god who is not known? What worth is he without his tributes?”
The song ended and the scholar bowed and kissed her hand, thanking her.
He returned to mingle with the guests when a loud, boisterous laugh sounded throughout the room. It echoed sharply in the marble room, making all that heard it stop and look briefly.
It was none other than Ares, the God of War. A large presence among the Olympians, he was known for his power and strong stance. He fought fiercely and without hesitation. However, the mighty warrior of the Gods had a surprising charismatic air about him, drawing others close to listen to his tales of wars and battles.
This aura intrigued the Scholar, and it wasn’t long before he found himself at the side of the war god.
“Hello, wise one!” he boomed. “How may I oblige a collector of knowledge such as yourself?”
“I only request that you answer the question I ask,” The scholar explained.
“Ask!” Encouraged Ares, the fire in his eyes ablaze. “And I shall answer!”
“How does one kill a God?”
The God seemed taken aback for a moment.
“A strange question indeed!” He commented. “But I shall fulfill my promise! To kill a God, one must destroy him only by the power of another. An opposing celestial being! A God for a God. For this is how any mighty warrior will fall! At the hands of one greater and mightier than he!”
The Scholar pondered this answer for a moment but did not have time to thank Ares, as the War God had returned to retelling his stories and amusing the mass around him.
“Quite a strange one,” a voice echoed to his left.
The Scholar turned to gaze on a tall, dark figure. He had a goblet of the darkest wine in his left hand and his other rested at his side. HIs tunic was a deep purple and upon his head, a crown of vines rested.
“Dionysus,” The Scholar murmured.
“How very kind of you to address me so,” Dionysus said. “Being one of the lesser Olympians.”
The Scholar said nothing.
“Your silence is wise,” Dionysus laughed. “One must be careful when trifling with the immortal and powerful.” The God took a sip from his goblet and eyed the Scholar curiously. “But you have been quite bold this evening, if I may say so.”
“You speak in reference to my question I suppose,” said The Scholar.
“What else?” Dionysus smiled. For an instant, the two remained silent as they surveyed the party. Then the immortal spoke.
“Would you fancy an answer from a lesser deity, such as I?”
“But of course,” The Scholar told him. “I would be a fool to reject such an offer.”
“To Kill a God,” Dionysus began. “Is no simple task. However, it can be done.”
The Scholar nodded, intrigued.
“Take that what he desires and give it to him. This in of itself is difficult to do for what does a God desire? Does he not have all that he wishes? But upon giving him what he has hungered for, take it away, but not before he has tasted all that he has dreamed of.”
Dionysus sipped his wine once more. Then he turned to the Scholar.
“It seems I am out of drink,” He said lightly. “If you will excuse me?”
And the immortal left the Scholar standing alone amidst the crowd.
The mortal was dumbfounded for a time, mulling the words of Dionysus over in his head. But a feather-like touch against his hand brought him out of his daze.
“Excuse me,” a small, innocent voice whispered. Then two, star-filled eyes gazed up at the Scholar’s face. “Oh! The Wise one!” The young woman’s melodious voice rose with recognition.
“Forgive my rudeness!” Persephone smiled. “I would have spoken to you before now but I was tied up,” her gaze shifted to over his shoulder but flickered back to him quickly.
“But, I can speak to you now!” she led the Scholar over to the balcony that overlooked the city of Olympus, with its brilliant architecture and shining palaces.
“How are you enjoying yourself among the immortals?” She queried.
“Very well, thank you.”
The two made polite conversation and discussed many things. Persephone spoke of what it was like to dance in the spring meadows and plant flowers with her mother all summer and spring long. She talked of Olympus and how her mother always adored the city with its glamorous buildings and fancy gardens.
“And do you like Olympus as well?” The Scholar asked the young Goddess.
“It is my home, but I find it quite… gaudy,” she hummed. “Nothing compared to the Underworld’s palace.”
“But of course,” The Scholar hesitated for a time, then ventured to make his request.
“M’lady, can I be so bold to impose a question on you?”
“Ask it and then I may tell you,” Persephone replied.
“How does one kill a God?”
Persephone gazed at the city and smiled.
“Take away what tethers they to this world,” said She. “Be it be the sky, the sea, or the one they love.” She turned to face the mortal. “That is how one brings an end to the divine.”
The Scholar returned her smile, and was opening his mouth to thank her when a voice called out, “Persephone! Persephone! Where are you?”
“Oh!” Persephone cried in surprise. “That’s my mother! Thanks so very much for the talk,” and with that, the young lady quickly disappeared into the crowd, returning her mother’s call.
“Coming!”
The party was drawing to an end and the scholar was prepared to leave when he spotted a shadowy figure tucked away In the back of the room.
He approached and came to face the God Hades, the keeper of death.
“I never thought you’d make it to me,” he said, his face dark as night. The scholar gazed upon the shadow of a god as he spoke, barely above a whisper.
“How do you kill a God?”
“Your strip away his senses,” he said. “He is made blind and so he cannot feel or here. You take away his ability to feel and send him into oblivion but even then, that is not death.”
The scholar was silent for a solemn moment. Then he bowed and thanked him just as he did the others.
The scholar thanked the Olympian’s and was led out of the grand palace, escorted by a woman in a brown robe holding a lantern. They traveled through winding passages and finally down a lob staircase before they reached the gates.
Upon reaching them, the woman turned, the lantern illuminating all but a small portion of her face.
“My child,” said she. “Do you wish to pose me your question?”
“Why do you ask that, M’lady?” Queried the scholar.
“For I am Hestia, the oldest of the gods,” she spoke quietly, a slight smile playing her lips. “No one knows of death more than I.”
“Then allow me the honor,” the scholar dipped his head. “How do you kill a god?”
“The question is but a difficult one to answer but I shall do so all the same,” she leaned forward, holding the lantern low as she whispered, “You make them forget. Forget who they are and once were and what they will be. But remember,” her voice became more quiet, barely audible over the wind. “What you kill, you must be prepared to become.”

The End

Insults to Keep up your Sleeve Part 2

Because swearing is boring.

  1. You Cold Corndog

Listen, corndogs are kind of iffy anyway. Especially the oven made ones. They’re especially bad when they’re soggy and the hot dog and the breading seem to be two totally separate entities with the bread sliding off.

2. You Crusty Toothpaste Tube

You can thank my brother for the inspiration on this one. I mean, does it REALLY take that much of your precious 12 year old boy time to put the dumb tooth paste cap back on the tube???

3. You Goblin

For if you’re feeling real whimisical.

5. You Spork

Because sporks are supposed to do two things but in actuality does neither of them at all. Often like my siblings.

6. Cough Syrup

Lovely, simply because its off the wall but obviously insulting.

7. You greasy door handle

You can just feel this one.

8. Haggis

A Scottish dish consisting of a sheep’s or calf’s offal mixed with suet, oatmeal, and seasoning and boiled in a bag, traditionally one made from the animal’s stomach. And the perfect insult for a not so savory individual.

9. You Limp Lettuce

Because the joys of Alliteration.

Unpopular Opinions of Mine

Unpopular Opinions of mine

Country music, by large, I find not very enjoyable. 

Chewing with your mouth open is like the vilest thing and it will actually make me dislike you a little bit. I know it’s petty but I’m sorry.

Pop music isn’t that bad sometimes when it’s not annoying. 

Fast food doesn’t taste awful as long as I don’t have tons of it because then it’s kind of gross. 

Rainy days are the best because you can cuddle up in a blanket and drink warm stuff and be happy. 

Musicals can be annoying sometimes. 

Corny shows and movies are actually relaxing to watch. 

Forgiveness doesn’t automatically = everything was the same as before. 

I think cats are better then dogs. 

I like introverts and homeschoolers but I’ll be honest, I think by large, public schoolers tend to be more inclusive.

People who practice inaction get on my nerves every now and then. 

Optimism and pessimism both have their place but both can be stupid in access. 

There are sometimes points in life where giving up is okay. 

British accents are cool and all but SCOTTISH. 

Pencils are the best art medium. 

As much as I have night owl pride, I wish I was a morning person. It seems more productive. (While being a night owl is more enjoyable). 

Buzzards are nice birds. They’re environment smart and without them we’d have corpses everywhere. Recycle!

Coffee is good (with lots of creamer)

Cake isn’t really that great. 

Dark chocolate is gross. 

Sleeping in socks is awful. 

People who are slobs get on my nerves. 

You can be a good friend and still not support someone in everything they do. 

Forgiving someone as quickly as possible isn’t really smart. (Let me explain, I think people just need time to process their emotions and if they just smooth it over, they really haven’t put any thought into their forgiveness which can lead to future hard feelings because you haven’t REALLY forgiven them.)

Oreo cream is nasty. 

Popcorn is like the best dessert ever. 

And bbq sauce is kind of gross too. Like sloppy joes and meat loaf. Blech. 

Quarantine Bucket List Game

Intro to the game:

So, a Quarantine game for our friend group. It’s a bucket list of stuff to do over the course of the quarantine with points assigned to each task. Whoever gets the most points wins a huge pack of toilet paper or something.

-Find a pack of toilet paper (a whopping 100 points. Must have selfie of proof though)

-FaceTime another member of the group and complete a get to know you quiz comprised of at least 10 questions. (You can do this multiple times, just with different people) (40 points)

-prankcall another member of the group (30 points)

– make a trailer for the group (50 points)

-write a poem with this friend group as a prompt. (20 points)

-draw a portrait of another member of the group (no cheating-Stick figures are not allowed. Give full effort. Also, seeing as how there are multiple members in the group, I’m willing to let this be completed multiple times) (30 points)

-try a new recipe (double points if you style it like a baking show) (40 points)

-take the enneagram quiz and share your results. (10 points)

-make a playlist and share it. (15 points)

– write a letter and mail it to another member of the group. Double points if it’s in code and they have to crack. The receiver gets 40 points if they crack it. (Normal letter: 20 points, coded: 40 points. I am willing to let this one be done multiples but to different people.)

-Paint something (25 points)

-sprout a plant (50 points, picture required)

-learn a new skill (can be completed multiple times with proof of new skill, worth 20 points per skill)

-write a short story, involving this friend group (must be at least 600 words, and for the sake of fun, I’m willing to let this be completed multiple times. Point worth 25 points per story)

-bomb a member of the group with memes (10 points)

-leave a “secret package” at one of the others members house. (This one is hard so obviously is gonna be worth a lot. 200 points if you leave it personally, 100 if you mail it or get it there another way.)

-make a music video (25 points)

-give code names to all the members of the group and share it (10 points)

Rules and things to remember:

-You have two weeks. 

-Unless otherwise specified, you can do an item only once. 

-You are allowed to team up with People but only on specific tasks. Don’t just dominate everyone. 

-If you get your family to participate you get 10-20 extra points per family member as long as they aren’t participating in the games. 

-You are in charge of keeping track of your own points so be honest my friends 😉

-I suggest copy and pasting this into your phone notes for future use. 

Here’s the tea ☕

Chamomile-

Amazing for winding down and relaxation. Good to drink before bed. Also helps with anxiety, head aches, and bloating. Recommended for those who are stressed. 

Peppermint-

Helps with bloating as well but also combats nausea. Another perk  includes combating bad breath.  

Chai-

For those with crappy immune systems (haha me). Fights inflammation. Aids digestion.

Black-

Treats anxiety (yay). Helps with weight loss. Also relieves head aches. 

Oolong-

Promotes weight loss & boosts one’s metabolism. It also might decrease your risk of developing type 2 diabetes and protect against certain types of cancer. Good for dental health. 

White-

Good for stress and detoxification. Also promotes weight loss. 

Hibiscus-

Good for high blood pressure and fights respiratory diseases. 

Matcha-

Also good for bad immune systems.  Burns belly fat and is a good detoxifier. 

Hard Health Tips We All Need to Hear

Health tips we all need to hear (I’m kind of calling myself out too)

-stop drinking coffee for the aesthetic. Drink water. 

-actually make your bed. It makes your entire room look so much more neater. Trust me, I was a skeptic about this too but once you get into the habit, it really improves the feel of your space and gives you a clearer mind. 

-snack less. 

-Procrastinate Less. As soon as you get an assignment, DO IT. 

-it’s okay to buy yourself little treats every now and then. You feel guilty too much. It’s okay to buy that package of new socks for yourself, seriously.

-make yourself a playlist, it really helps. 

-wash your face at night, it can help you “wash away the day”. 

-if you want a warm, comfort drink, I recommend tea. I plan on making a full post on this. 

-don’t play your phone in bed. The blue light hinders your sleep and you want your mind to associate your bed with sleep. 

Study Tips

Study tips ✨ 📚 

📖 put the phone down and away. Preferably where you cannot see it. Turn it on silent. 

📖 grab a snack and drink to keep by so you don’t have an excuse to randomly stop and get up. 

📖 get into your “studysona” who loves studying, is smart, and takes cute notes. 

📖 if you’re struggling with motivation, try and work on it for at least five minutes. Starting is usually a mental block in of itself.

 📖 get yourself excited with nice pencils and highlighters. You’ll find your brain can be easily bribed by such things. 

📖TAKE. NOTES. This helps you retain the important information plus you can go back and study on it later if you need to. 

📖 pick some music but just pick a soundtrack and go. Don’t get distracted or bogged down. 

📖And usually it helps to have songs with no words so you’re not tempted to sing along and get derailed as far as your concentration goes. 

📖personally, I recommend video game sound tracks as they are designed to help people focus. 

📖use flash cards for memorization oriented studying. 

Dreaming

I used to think dreams were for the rich. The ones with money. And that if you weren’t allowed it when you were born then you were just out of luck. But I was wrong. 

Dreams are for those with friends. Those who are willing to work hard. And for those who are willing to keep on trying and trying. Who are willing to keep their promises. Who are loyal. And who instead of looking for the good in people, choose to live it instead because others actions shouldn’t mandate whether or not you’re happy and neither should your circumstances. Dreams are for us. 

You and me. 

Cool Websites

Cool Websites

For learning:

Sites that I recommend if you want to learn something new✨

Duolingo- a new language

Springhole.net – writing/life advice 

Khan Academy – nearly anything. Has computer coding, history, art, math. The possibilities are endless. 

Cook Smarts- cooking (kind of a duh)

Memrise- words and vocab 

Make- DIY projects. 

For fun:

Ambiance mixer – lets you create your own atmosphere using sounds. 

Boil the frog – great for finding new music. You type in two artists and it makes a musical bridge between the styles of music. 

Fantasynamegenerator – fun for procrastinating writers. 

Chaotic shiny – same as above. 

Dolldivine – quality dress up games because I’m secretly still 10 years old at heart. Don’t lie, dress up flash games are the bomb. 

Rinmaru games – also same as above. 

Hackertyper.com – just a dumb time waster but still cool. 

Dragoncave.net – collect little dragon eggs and hatch them.