Rivenblade
@rivenblade.bsky.social
Wayfaring stranger seeking friendly fires and fantastic tales. Writing practice account prone to rushes of words followed by periods of silence.
I wish to be better
Better organized
Better focused
Better prioritized
Better disciplined
Better at being a friend
Better at being present
Yeah
Better organized
Better focused
Better prioritized
Better disciplined
Better at being a friend
Better at being present
Yeah
January 5, 2026 at 4:51 AM
I wish to be better
Better organized
Better focused
Better prioritized
Better disciplined
Better at being a friend
Better at being present
Yeah
Better organized
Better focused
Better prioritized
Better disciplined
Better at being a friend
Better at being present
Yeah
Shall I sleep or summon demons
Like I've conjured them before?
Shall I light forbidden fires
And call devils to these shores?
Like I've conjured them before?
Shall I light forbidden fires
And call devils to these shores?
January 3, 2026 at 5:48 AM
Shall I sleep or summon demons
Like I've conjured them before?
Shall I light forbidden fires
And call devils to these shores?
Like I've conjured them before?
Shall I light forbidden fires
And call devils to these shores?
Untitled
The nights sweep over me
As hushing hands
and weathered whispers
do not err in warning
of darknesses to come
The nights sweep over me
As hushing hands
and weathered whispers
do not err in warning
of darknesses to come
December 27, 2025 at 1:02 PM
Untitled
The nights sweep over me
As hushing hands
and weathered whispers
do not err in warning
of darknesses to come
The nights sweep over me
As hushing hands
and weathered whispers
do not err in warning
of darknesses to come
There are multiple fantasy music mixes that I've gone back to over the years. This is one of them. Oddly, these are more affecting now than they ever were in the past. These days, YouTube can feel like a mire of AI slop, so I try to seek out and connect with human-made art.
youtu.be/0CmZtTxgGyk?...
youtu.be/0CmZtTxgGyk?...
FANTASYLAND | 2-Hours Beautiful Majestic Fantasy Music Mix
YouTube video by ThePrimeCronus
youtu.be
December 18, 2025 at 2:07 PM
There are multiple fantasy music mixes that I've gone back to over the years. This is one of them. Oddly, these are more affecting now than they ever were in the past. These days, YouTube can feel like a mire of AI slop, so I try to seek out and connect with human-made art.
youtu.be/0CmZtTxgGyk?...
youtu.be/0CmZtTxgGyk?...
I'm going to write a short story that is rooted in Slavic mythology. So I have said. So it must be done.
a painting of an old man with a beard and a crown
ALT: a painting of an old man with a beard and a crown
media.tenor.com
December 15, 2025 at 2:20 AM
I'm going to write a short story that is rooted in Slavic mythology. So I have said. So it must be done.
Remember when you would read novels that had pictures in them and a picture would feel like a reward when you got to it? Just me?
December 11, 2025 at 2:17 AM
Remember when you would read novels that had pictures in them and a picture would feel like a reward when you got to it? Just me?
Much of the stuff I write is overwrought. Needs two or three edits before it comes down to earth. Most of the stuff I post here is pretty raw unless noted otherwise.
December 5, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Much of the stuff I write is overwrought. Needs two or three edits before it comes down to earth. Most of the stuff I post here is pretty raw unless noted otherwise.
Bartek was no longer a young man. His hands curled into tired fists, and his mind spiralled with regret.
So many days and years idled away.
“If only I had more time,” he said to himself, falling to his knees and limply pleading to the indifferent moon.
So many days and years idled away.
“If only I had more time,” he said to himself, falling to his knees and limply pleading to the indifferent moon.
December 5, 2025 at 4:16 AM
Bartek was no longer a young man. His hands curled into tired fists, and his mind spiralled with regret.
So many days and years idled away.
“If only I had more time,” he said to himself, falling to his knees and limply pleading to the indifferent moon.
So many days and years idled away.
“If only I had more time,” he said to himself, falling to his knees and limply pleading to the indifferent moon.
Winter Candle (v.3)
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
With wilting warmth, I light a wick
And watch the fire grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
With wilting warmth, I light a wick
And watch the fire grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
December 5, 2025 at 3:29 AM
Winter Candle (v.3)
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
With wilting warmth, I light a wick
And watch the fire grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
With wilting warmth, I light a wick
And watch the fire grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
Time passes too quickly. That’s just the eternal existential anxiety, I suppose.
December 5, 2025 at 3:15 AM
Time passes too quickly. That’s just the eternal existential anxiety, I suppose.
I hope if I absorb enough noble words, and write enough poor stories of my own, I will one day be able to write something worth reading.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
November 25, 2025 at 1:22 AM
I hope if I absorb enough noble words, and write enough poor stories of my own, I will one day be able to write something worth reading.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
Winter Candle (version 2)
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
November 25, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Winter Candle (version 2)
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
A Candle in Winter
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
November 24, 2025 at 9:01 AM
A Candle in Winter
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
We once dwelled in honour and pride ‘ere comfort and age bore us near ruin.
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
November 24, 2025 at 8:21 AM
We once dwelled in honour and pride ‘ere comfort and age bore us near ruin.
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
We only get one life on this planet. This year has been a sobering lesson in how quickly that life can end regardless of health or age. Several people I knew or was at least familiar with who lost their lives. Two in their forties. Both with children. I’ve tried to take them as signs and reminders.
November 24, 2025 at 3:09 AM
We only get one life on this planet. This year has been a sobering lesson in how quickly that life can end regardless of health or age. Several people I knew or was at least familiar with who lost their lives. Two in their forties. Both with children. I’ve tried to take them as signs and reminders.
Apparently, it’s International Men’s Day. While it would be easy to respond with a cynical smirk to that fact, it would only add to the hurt, and push back the acceptance and equality we all crave as people.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
a close up of a man 's face with long hair
ALT: a close up of a man 's face with long hair
media.tenor.com
November 19, 2025 at 5:05 PM
Apparently, it’s International Men’s Day. While it would be easy to respond with a cynical smirk to that fact, it would only add to the hurt, and push back the acceptance and equality we all crave as people.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Ridan etched designs of doom upon his mind, coils of vengeful thoughts ready to strike at the image of his treacherous brother. He walked through the camp a man possessed, whether by righteous anger or poisoned vision, his party could not say.
November 16, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Ridan etched designs of doom upon his mind, coils of vengeful thoughts ready to strike at the image of his treacherous brother. He walked through the camp a man possessed, whether by righteous anger or poisoned vision, his party could not say.
Things you don’t usually think about: Hot water and cold water sound different when you pour them into a cup.
November 16, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Things you don’t usually think about: Hot water and cold water sound different when you pour them into a cup.
Knees-deep in the mire
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
November 14, 2025 at 4:01 AM
Knees-deep in the mire
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
Support Blue Turtle on YouTube. In a sea of bland AI-generated music, Blue Turtle is a human creator who deserves your views and your ears. Been listening to this channel for years. It's one of my go-to's for inspiring deep focus music, whether I'm working or creating.
youtu.be/r0GsnNDLtGo?...
youtu.be/r0GsnNDLtGo?...
Forest Adventure 🌳 - Fantasy Music for Inspiration
YouTube video by Blue Turtle
youtu.be
November 12, 2025 at 7:26 PM
Support Blue Turtle on YouTube. In a sea of bland AI-generated music, Blue Turtle is a human creator who deserves your views and your ears. Been listening to this channel for years. It's one of my go-to's for inspiring deep focus music, whether I'm working or creating.
youtu.be/r0GsnNDLtGo?...
youtu.be/r0GsnNDLtGo?...
Unsubscribing from @nytimes.com The Daily on my podcast feed. Between Ross Douthatt being allowed to platform questionable and/or straight up uninformed people, and the milquetoast reporting on the main show (which I was fine with before), I’m done.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
November 11, 2025 at 7:34 PM
Unsubscribing from @nytimes.com The Daily on my podcast feed. Between Ross Douthatt being allowed to platform questionable and/or straight up uninformed people, and the milquetoast reporting on the main show (which I was fine with before), I’m done.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
The tragedy of life is that wisdom begins to come too late—the toils and distractions of mundane existence all too present, choking the light from one’s mind.
November 11, 2025 at 3:09 AM
The tragedy of life is that wisdom begins to come too late—the toils and distractions of mundane existence all too present, choking the light from one’s mind.
@nytimes.com Consider taking a closer look at Ross Douhat’s “work,” please. The man just allows any and all questionable people on to his show and treats them like reasonable people with zero pushback.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
November 7, 2025 at 4:48 AM
@nytimes.com Consider taking a closer look at Ross Douhat’s “work,” please. The man just allows any and all questionable people on to his show and treats them like reasonable people with zero pushback.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
From atop the old hill
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
November 5, 2025 at 3:16 AM
From atop the old hill
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
Classic Simpsons references will always pop me.
October 30, 2025 at 12:56 PM
Classic Simpsons references will always pop me.