- Dated: mid-19th Century
- Culture: Italian
The dagger has a straight, double-edged blade, ribbed at the tip and with three deep grooves. The tang is slightly thickened, and almost the entire surface is engraved with floral motifs. It features a brass hilt picturing a skeleton wearing a tunic, while the guard features is a snake in-the-round. Comes together with a velvet-covered wooden sheath with brass mounts decorated with bas-relieved leaf patterns.
Trying out Tumblr mobile on an unfamiliar phone so if weird crap happens that is why.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil / For I am the kawaiiest motherfucker in the valley
I jumped on the cute-Redwall-villain bandwagon with a vengeance. Somehow it turned into a wandering cannibalistic trio who kill, eat, and scavenge parts from their victims. Would’ve included a forth member who would sew bones onto her skirts or his kilt but I didn’t want to upset the ratio of mustelids to other vermin.
Oh crud, I’m so sorry; I forgot entirely about tagging my gore. I usually do, but this time around it slipped my mind. :u Tagged. Sorry about that. If anyone ever wants me to tag something, just give me a heads up and I’ll do it.
this is your periodic reminder that old-timey medicines did not fuck around
"A number of other ingredients"? If cannabis and sulphur are what they did put on the label, what the hell did they leave off?!
Cured or dead in three doses or less!
Old specimen I finished processing today; broken skull of a female coon.
One black-and-white critter investigates another. Bonus from the last shoot; Sugar, my parti-colored toy poodle, decided she had to harass the pelt lying around my room. She surveyed the (deceased) intruder and left.
Some photos and a quick drawing of the striped skunk pelt I got a while back! This fellow is from the Adirondack mountains. Despite having been tanned for a while when I purchased him, he still stinks faintly whenever I take him out of his envelope. But that’s a skunk for you. Skunks are quite omnivorous, and as anyone with a dog knows, they don’t take well to be being harassed, and the smell from the spray will stink around for quite a long time.
My skunk has a friend who I purchased from the same seller, but that specimen will have to remain anonymous until later. For now, you’ll have to make due with this lovely guy.
One of my mother’s friends gave me a load of myrth incense sticks last Easter, and it started raining at my house with some mild wind—a kind of pleasant summer rain—so I just popped open the window and lit one up at the same time. Listening to the pattering of rain and quiet with the occasional peep from the neighbor’s wind chimes while the smell of myrth gets blown into the room is very nice.