leech and I spent the late afternoon and early evening creating
this masterpiece as Caitlin's birthday present. The more erudite among you might recognize it as one of Hildegard von Bingen's more obscure works, the words of which are thought to be a setting of the narrative on
this nearly contemporary tapestry. No illuminations by Hildegard herself are known to accompany the work in the manuscript of her
Scivias.
Manager's note: These are links that you absolutely must follow. That is all.
Backstory here.
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(I can't imagine a universe in which you, in particular, have never seen this before, but if my imagination has failed me for good cause, sit back, swallow anything you're drinking, and read . . . and be prepared to stifle gales of laughter if you're in the library or something.)
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