mist-the-wannabe-linguist
homunculus-argument

Reading a book about slavery in the middle-ages, and as the author sorts through different source materials from different eras, I am starting to understand why so many completely fantastical accounts of "faraway lands" went without as much as a shrug. The world is such a weird place that you can either refuse to believe any of it or just go "yeah that might as well happen" and carry on with your day.

There was this 10th century arab traveller who wrote into an account that the fine trade furs come from a land where the night only lasts one hour in the summer and the sun doesn't rise at all in the winter, people use dogs to travel, and where children have white hair. I don't think I'd believe something like that either if I didn't live here.

s-laptop

I mean honestly everything that Arab traveler said lines up with the Arctic areas, except the white hair part, I don't know where that originates from, or if it's accurate

xenotiic

If I had to guess, maybe they had albinism? Or maybe it's one of those cases where kids sometimes start out with one hair color and develop a different one when they get older. This is all conjecture, but something to consider.

Still really cool tho

emma-d-klutz

guys, the traveler just wasnt used to blondes

neoladyapollonia

Also, languages develop words for colors over time so they get grouped with the closest one. That's why people with orange hair are called redheads. The word for red is generally the third color that gets a name. There wasn't always a word for the color orange, but there have almost always been people with orange hair.

And the Romans in Rome were fascinated by the Celtic slaves brought back from the British Isles because of their fair hair and skin.

homunculus-argument

For the sake of "I would not believe it either if I didn't live here" kind of context, this is a perfectly normal hair colour for children where I'm from. It darkens to a dark ash blond/sand brown when they grow up.

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help-help-i-need-an-adult

So what I learned from this is even in modern times, people don’t know or believe that Scandinavians are just that pale and blond without jumping to “albino” first

You wouldn’t have believed the 10th century Arab guy either.

When you read an ending so vile you feel the need to invent a time machine to bring the author back from whatever “I can fix ‘im, momma” armpit of 1950s dignified female suffering bc clearly something is terribly wrong here.

the lightning bottles
whentheynameyoujoy
whentheynameyoujoy

This one's gonna be quick, dialogue-heavy, I've basically written it already in the outline, 5k words max, wait, what are these heavy lyrical discriptions, why is the word count ballooning, why is this suddenly four parts--

whentheynameyoujoy

I really think the story would flow better if I added this little thing, shouldn’t take long, where did the extra 8k words come from