talk street magic to me
drawing power from the metro lines
illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run
plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens
Truth lies just beneath the surface by “Sarmati”
In Slavic mythology, the rusalki were fish-women, who lived at the bottom of rivers. In the middle of the night, they would walk out to the bank and dance in meadows. If they saw handsome men, they would fascinate them with songs and dancing, mesmerize them, then leading them away to the river floor to their deaths.
hes about to be drafted into the skeleton army
Shed your fuckboy skin and join us
In the olden days, you weren’t allowed to build any higher than the church in a village, town, or city. Legally, the church was to be the highest building, and everything else had to be an inch below. You know what the religion of a city is by the tallest building. So, what’s the religion of New York City? It’s a dollar bill. Trade. That’s God. Money is God. And that’s a shame.