A scythe (/ˈsaɪð/ or /ˈsaɪθ/) is an agricultural hand tool for mowing grass or reaping crops. It has largely been replaced by horse-drawn and then tractor machinery, but is still used in some areas of Europe and Asia. The Grim Reaper and the Greek Titan Cronus are often depicted carrying or wielding a scythe.
"Scythe" derives from Old English siðe. In Middle English and after it was usually spelt sithe or sythe. However, in the 15th century some writers began to use the sc- spelling as they thought (wrongly) the word was related to the Latin scindere (meaning "to cut"). Nevertheless, the sithe spelling lingered and notably appears in Noah Webster's dictionaries.
A scythe consists of a wooden shaft about 170 centimetres (67 in) long called a snaith, snath, snathe or sned (modern versions are sometimes made from metal or plastic). The snath may be straight, or with an "S" curve, but the more sophisticated versions are curved in three dimensions, allowing the mower to stand more upright. The snath has either one or two short handles at right angles to it – usually one near the upper end and always another roughly in the middle. A long, curved blade about 60 to 90 centimetres (24 to 35 in)) long is mounted at the lower end, perpendicular to the snath. Scythes always have the blade projecting from the left side of the snath when in use, with the edge towards the mower. In principle a left-handed scythe could be made, but it could not be used together with right-handed scythes in a team of mowers, as the left-handed mower would be mowing in the opposite direction.
Mini-Cons are a human-sized race and faction of power-enhancing transforming robots first introduced in various Transformers series. Pioneered for the Transformers: Armada toy line, Mini-Cons have since been sold under the Transformers: Energon, Transformers: Universe, Transformers: Cybertron and Transformers: Classic lines. In some cases, the word may also be spelled "Minicon" and they are known as "Microns" in Japan.
Mini-Cons are a race of small, roughly human-sized Transformers capable of powerlinxing with a larger Transformer to impart extra abilities or greatly increase their strength. Their origins vary depending on the continuity in which they appear. Sometimes, they are creations of Unicron and other times they are creations of the Last Autobot or the descendants of Micronus Prime. However, there are times where their origins are not explained and are portrayed in different characterizations.
Throughout the different incarnations of the Transformers franchise, the Mini-Cons origins, characteristics and personalities vary, depending on continuity. For example, in the original Armada cartoon, Unicron created the Mini-Cons to be mindless tools, sent to Cybertron as an agitating element to the Transformers' civil war. The power-enhancing "smart tools" would be unleashed upon the populace, who would snap them up and bond with them, and the war would only get more destructive, as Unicron drank in the negative psychic energies from the death and destruction. As the Mini-Cons had been designed to form mental bonds with other life forms, when the human Rad touched the Mini-Con who he knew from the future as High Wire, High Wire apparently formed his bond then, with Rad and through the Mini-Cons' shared "soul dimension", the Linkage, sentience and free will spread throughout the Mini-Cons, forming "souls", and crippling Unicron's plans drastically. Most Mini-Cons had limited verbal capabilities, causing much controversy among fandom.
A Slayer, in the television series Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel (both created by Joss Whedon), is a young female bestowed with mystical powers that originate from the essence of a pure-demon, which gives her superhuman senses, strength, agility, resilience and speed in the fight against forces of darkness. She occasionally receives prophetic dreams in the few hours that she sleeps.
The opening narration in the Buffy series states "Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer."
While, in the series, they are commonly referred to as "Vampire Slayers", even by Watchers and vampires themselves, the Slayer may operate as a defender against any and all supernatural threats.
The reputation of the Slayer is well-known and revered, even throughout other dimensions. The notion of The Slayer has been compared to the equivalent of a Demonic "Boogey-Man," incredibly feared and considered by most to be essentially unconquerable.
"Denied" is a song by the San Diego-based rock band Unwritten Law, produced by Greg Graffin and released as the second single from the band's 1996 album Oz Factor.
You fill the sky with your breath tonight
though your chemical brain is still sleepy
Life rests in your pocket,
don't think stains on the mirror deceive me
Sometimes I forget who you were
when you tell me your heartbeat is silence
You stare at me with your empty eye
and i can't find a line left in your hand
Years just slip away when I look out in your face
Did you look my way when I reached out for your gaze?
You light your life to ashes
that will never know Phoenix again
Thoroughly draw your life lines
- it's the ghost in the mirror you ban
A nosebleed, are you thirsty?
Feel the heat dry the blood of your pain
Supersonic cyberlove, but your friends do not enter
your den
Old lies grin my way and you drift through your fantasy
Chalk revives your face when you cancel your legacy
Headaches float your days that will tell for your
destiny
Did you look my way when I reached for your self-
esteem?
Proud we see low life leak now. Castaway left to devour
Ask for E to hit the crowd. Drown in dreams ever so
loud
And you smirk at your denial. And you pray for suicide.
Smile your death, cut your breath tight.
Hold your head out into night
Long before the truth might drown your pillows
She sneaks into your headaches through your closed eyes
Forgotten and bored, your hearbeats left your life
Shivering as the northwinds through the night
Write it on your bedroom walls: Loving launches lies
All your plans piled broken on the unwiped floor
Your memories fainted in your veins, all those years
you died
All your kisses showing you the door
Keep them small, those changes at your doorstep
You can't deny what you came for
Breathe in deeply the nothingness your smile adores
But you can't deny what you came for
I won't stay and watch you suck your own blood out
A vampire that can't taste the juice of life
Wave goodbye to all those moving on
We'll think of you as someone almost remembered
See your friends give in
Sold for thoughts too thin
Laughter makes you fly
Laughter built of cries
I won't stay and help you blind your own eyes
Ashen in their caves like burnt-out fires
Wave goodbye to all those moving past your grave
We'll think of you as someone left behind
Keep them small, the changes at your doorstep
But I can't deny what you came for
Breathe in deeply the nothingness you're craving for
But I can't deny what you came for