senses-working-overtime: Alfred Lord Tennyson Alberto Sangorski, Morte d’Arthur The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole ROUND TABLE is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.” And slowly answer’d Arthur from the barge: “The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? I have lived my life, and that which I have done

senses-working-overtime:

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alberto Sangorski, Morte d’Arthur

The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh.
But now the whole ROUND TABLE is dissolved
Which was an image of the mighty world;
And I, the last, go forth companionless,
And the days darken round me, and the years,
Among new men, strange faces, other minds.”

And slowly answer’d Arthur from the barge:
“The old order changeth, yielding place to new,
And God fulfils Himself in many ways,
Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
I have lived my life, and that which I have done

everythingasoiaf: w i f e   of   the   n i g h t ’ s   k i n g »  ASOIAF Character Study A woman with skin as white as the moon & eyes like blue stars, the Night’s King fell for her. He chased her & loved her though her skin was cold as ice, & when he gave his seed to her, he gave his soul as well. He brought her back to the Nightfort & proclaimed her a queen & himself her king, & with sorceries he bound his Sworn Brothers to his will.

everythingasoiaf:

w i f e   of   the   n i g h t ’ s   k i n g
 »  ASOIAF Character Study

A woman with skin as white as the moon & eyes like blue stars, the Night’s King fell for her. He chased her & loved her though her skin was cold as ice, & when he gave his seed to her, he gave his soul as well. He brought her back to the Nightfort & proclaimed her a queen & himself her king, & with sorceries he bound his Sworn Brothers to his will.

okayophelia: Archetypes | FAIRYTALE PRINCESS She’s lost in the woods and has dirt under her fingernails, exiled by the bitter and the old who looked into her like she was a mirror and could not stand the sight. Her hair is long and curls beneath the sun like a crown. She sleeps the poison sleep and dreams of flying free. She loves, wholly and unashamed, so deeply that she thinks it might consume her. She knows in her heart that this is what makes her mighty, and she will fight tooth and nail for it; she will use every dirty trick in the book, she will use magic and lips painted pink and the beauty and wisdom given her by a long line of wild queens. She is noble, by birth and nature, and birds come to her call, for all the creatures of the wild, all the true, unsullied beings of the earth adore her for the delight and desire alight in her soul. She is defined by her love; but it is she who defines what her love is, and what she would do with the vast power of it. She will come in from the wild, into the palace - perhaps hand in hand with her prince, perhaps standing tall and alone - and with her grace she will reignite a kingdom. 

okayophelia:

Archetypes | FAIRYTALE PRINCESS

She’s lost in the woods and has dirt under her fingernails, exiled by the bitter and the old who looked into her like she was a mirror and could not stand the sight. Her hair is long and curls beneath the sun like a crown. She sleeps the poison sleep and dreams of flying free. She loves, wholly and unashamed, so deeply that she thinks it might consume her. She knows in her heart that this is what makes her mighty, and she will fight tooth and nail for it; she will use every dirty trick in the book, she will use magic and lips painted pink and the beauty and wisdom given her by a long line of wild queens. She is noble, by birth and nature, and birds come to her call, for all the creatures of the wild, all the true, unsullied beings of the earth adore her for the delight and desire alight in her soul. She is defined by her love; but it is she who defines what her love is, and what she would do with the vast power of it. She will come in from the wild, into the palace - perhaps hand in hand with her prince, perhaps standing tall and alone - and with her grace she will reignite a kingdom. 

#rune

#rune

‘Quale cerbiatta colpita da freccia, che da lontano un’ignaro pastore, cacciando con armi, incauto trafisse tra i boschi cretesi e lasciò il ferro alato: ella in fuga percorre le selve e le gole dittee, la punta aderisce nel fianco’.

‘Quale cerbiatta colpita da freccia, che da lontano un’ignaro pastore, cacciando con armi, incauto trafisse tra i boschi cretesi e lasciò il ferro alato: ella in fuga percorre le selve e le gole dittee, la punta aderisce nel fianco’.

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