Adámas. In Ancient Greek meaning unconquerable, invincible. Also is he hardest steels, unyielding, inflexible, lasting. According to wiktionary.
I hadn’t known that was a real word until I looked it up. It was from a book called City of Heavenly Fire by one of my favorite authors, Cassandra Clare. I love fantasy, and this serious The Mortal Instruments is a whole fantasy world. In it there are shadow hunters who fight demons, runes that are like magic, and portholes which can bring you through space. I’ve been reading this series since I was in high school and am always super happy when a book comes out.
It makes total sense that the word adámas is Greek. There are a few characters in the series well versed in languages and old plays. Filled with quoted to make them sound wiser than their age. In this scene the bad guy is holding a sword in one hand and a goblet stamped with adámas which made me think it was stamped with shapes, like stars. The sword has an inscription with his last name which means morning star.
Reading these books makes me think of escapism. I love reading since it distracts me from my life and pulls me into a totally different world. Cassandra Clare’s worlds are filled with beautiful imagery, of pixies, warlocks, beautiful drinks and worlds. It makes me want to be a part of them. When I read I feel like the character, and if they’re acting bad I feel like a bad guy. I can get upset when I read a book, probably because I’m too invested in the characters or get too hooked.
When I was younger I imagined a world on a level above ours that was a village I’m the trees. All of the people I loved were there, and nothing bad could happen to us. We could always add people that we care about to it. When I read her books I think of the warlocks and vampires who live forever. Sometimes I imagine being a vampire and turning everyone I love, though I know some of them wouldn’t be happy with that. It pains me to read about the warlock in love with a human in this series, and how he has outlived so many lovers. I would love if all the people I care about are safe and invincible, but I know that that isn’t possible.
Which reminds me of a poem I once wrote:
I wish I was mute,
I wish I was blind
I wish I knew your heart was forever mine
But I know I’m not mute,
Know I’m not blind
And there’s just no such thing as forever mine.
Even at a young age I was wise.
Today’s assignment– Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration.