• Ancient Spirit //
  • "Some may call it a curse a life like mine.
    But others, a blessing. It's certainly a lonely life, but a fullfilling one and the best.
    It's my cross to bear and I'll bear it gladly.
    Someone has to take a stand against evil,
    Why should it not be me?" //
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magic-spelldust:

La hoja muerta (by una cierta mirada)
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sateenkaari:

“Astapor was a queer city, even to the eyes of one who had walked within the House of Dust and bathed in the Womb of the World beneath the Mother of Mountains. All the streets were made of the same red brick that had paved the plaza. So too were the stepped pyramids, the deep-dug fighting pits with their rings of descending seats, the sulfurous fountains and gloomy wine caves, and the ancient walls that encircled them. So many bricks, she thought, and so old and crumbling. Their fine red dust was everywhere, dancing down the gutters at each gust of wind.”
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landyscape:

Krimml Waterfalls as a roaring glacial stream (by B℮n)
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