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"Dandylion" The guy was a Dandylion there was no denying it full of promises and making wishes residing over this new world poetically speaking, he shone like the Sun he sat on his throne for all to see the mane man roaring non-garrulous declaring to all his name, Aslan and this dream for the life of me, like on a rotisserie, was not yet done I assumed I was, "welcomed" to The Party, with some kind of humorous roasting, only mortals related to the gods and other heroes, flying with wings close to the Sun, returned here ; he chided me uproarously with good humour, "welcome!" he laughed, "you successfully escaped Hades ... of course, it was touch and go there for a minute and we, that would be the 3, me, myself and I had great reservations you were, gravely without jest, not in it for the long haul. welcome! welcome to Elysium, where wishes are dispersed - and granted," he seemed to acquiesce, "for a small price, consider it a most kind sacrifice, only Love is made here, the fire put on ice" (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) "to the Elysian plain...where life is easiest for men. No snow is there, nor heavy storm, nor ever rain, but ever does Ocean send up blasts of the shrill-blowing West Wind that they may give cooling to men." (Homer, Odyssey) "In no fix'd place the happy souls reside. In groves we live, and lie on mossy beds, By crystal streams, that murmur thro' the meads: But pass yon easy hill, and thence descend; The path conducts you to your journey's end.” This said, he led them up the mountain's brow, And shews them all the shining fields below. They wind the hill, and thro' the blissful meadows go." (Virgil, Aeneid) "The good receive a life free from toil, not scraping with the strength of their arms the earth, nor the water of the sea, for the sake of a poor sustenance. But in the presence of the honored gods, those who gladly kept their oaths enjoy a life without tears, while the others undergo a toil that is unbearable to look at. Those who have persevered three times, on either side, to keep their souls free from all wrongdoing, follow Zeus' road to the end, to the tower of Cronus, where ocean breezes blow around the island of the blessed, and flowers of gold are blazing, some from splendid trees on land, while water nurtures others. With these wreaths and garlands of flowers they entwine their hands according to the righteous counsels of Rhadamanthys, whom the great father, the husband of Rhea whose throne is above all others, keeps close beside him as his partner." (Pindar, Odes) "And they live untouched by sorrow in the islands of the blessed along the shore of deep-swirling Ocean, happy heroes for whom the grain-giving earth bears honey-sweet fruit flourishing thrice a year, far from the deathless gods, and Cronos rules over them." (Hesiod, Works and Days) "Do not cite the Deep Magic to me Witch. I was there when it was written." (Aslan, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe/ C.S. Lewis) "If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the deep magic differently. That when a willing victim who has committed no treachery, is killed in a traitor's stead, the stone table will crack, and even death itself would turn backwards." (Aslan) "Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.” “I was the Lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the Cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the Lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the Lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mill so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the Lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.” (Aslan) “Aslan: You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are.” (Aslan) “Will the others see you too?" asked Lucy. "Certainly not at first," said Aslan. "Later on, it depends." "But they won’t believe me!" said Lucy. "It doesn’t matter.”

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"Dandylion" The guy was a Dandylion there was no denying it full of promises and making wishes residing over this new world poetically speaking, he shone like the Sun he sat on his throne for all to see the mane man roaring non-garrulous declaring to all his name, Aslan and this dream for the life of me, like on a rotisserie, was not yet done I assumed I was, "welcomed" to The Party, with some kind of humorous roasting, only mortals related to the gods and other heroes, flying with wings close to the Sun, returned here ; he chided me uproarously with good humour, "welcome!" he laughed, "you successfully escaped Hades ... of course, it was touch and go there for a minute and we, that would be the 3, me, myself and I had great reservations you were, gravely without jest, not in it for the long haul. welcome! welcome to Elysium, where wishes are dispersed - and granted," he seemed to acquiesce, "for a small price, consider it a most kind sacrifice, only Love is made here, the fire put on ice" (LadyLabyrinth / 2023) "to the Elysian plain...where life is easiest for men. No snow is there, nor heavy storm, nor ever rain, but ever does Ocean send up blasts of the shrill-blowing West Wind that they may give cooling to men." (Homer, Odyssey) "In no fix'd place the happy souls reside. In groves we live, and lie on mossy beds, By crystal streams, that murmur thro' the meads: But pass yon easy hill, and thence descend; The path conducts you to your journey's end.” This said, he led them up the mountain's brow, And shews them all the shining fields below. They wind the hill, and thro' the blissful meadows go." (Virgil, Aeneid) "The good receive a life free from toil, not scraping with the strength of their arms the earth, nor the water of the sea, for the sake of a poor sustenance. But in the presence of the honored gods, those who gladly kept their oaths enjoy a life without tears, while the others undergo a toil that is unbearable to look at. Those who have persevered three times, on either side, to keep their souls free from all wrongdoing, follow Zeus' road to the end, to the tower of Cronus, where ocean breezes blow around the island of the blessed, and flowers of gold are blazing, some from splendid trees on land, while water nurtures others. With these wreaths and garlands of flowers they entwine their hands according to the righteous counsels of Rhadamanthys, whom the great father, the husband of Rhea whose throne is above all others, keeps close beside him as his partner." (Pindar, Odes) "And they live untouched by sorrow in the islands of the blessed along the shore of deep-swirling Ocean, happy heroes for whom the grain-giving earth bears honey-sweet fruit flourishing thrice a year, far from the deathless gods, and Cronos rules over them." (Hesiod, Works and Days) "Do not cite the Deep Magic to me Witch. I was there when it was written." (Aslan, The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe/ C.S. Lewis) "If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the deep magic differently. That when a willing victim who has committed no treachery, is killed in a traitor's stead, the stone table will crack, and even death itself would turn backwards." (Aslan) "Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.” “I was the Lion who forced you to join with Aravis. I was the Cat who comforted you among the houses of the dead. I was the Lion who drove the jackals from you while you slept. I was the Lion who gave the horses the new strength of fear for the last mill so that you should reach King Lune in time. And I was the Lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.” (Aslan) “Aslan: You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are.” (Aslan) “Will the others see you too?" asked Lucy. "Certainly not at first," said Aslan. "Later on, it depends." "But they won’t believe me!" said Lucy. "It doesn’t matter.”