Sporadic tv show addict. Constant caffeine addict. Lover of flowers, trees, music and books. Delighted fan of random absurdities. Over-analyzer of everything. Truth-seeker. Never so content as when I'm by the sea.
"The sea is the consolation of this our day, as it has been the consolation of the centuries.
The sea is the matrix of creation, and we have the memory of it in our blood.
But far more than this is there in the sea.
It presents, upon the greatest scale we mortals can bear, those not mortal powers which brought us into being. It is not only the symbol or the mirror, but especially it is the messenger of the Divine."
"... All that which concerns the sea is profound and final."
Fairytales, re-told and original. Art. Cooking, especially Baking. Music. Books. Reading. Libraries. Fashion and pretty clothing.
Korra Book 3 finale is online right now! These are some backgrounds from this season and some comps from the finale. I did the paint. layout was most likely either Angela Sung or William Niu.
Sweet, Fred’s on Tumblr now! I’m putting the finishing touches on the Book 3 Dark Horse art book right this moment, which includes most of Fred’s incredible paintings above, and many more from him and our other magnificent painters.
“It feels the same as when you guys lived here,” Gansey said finally. “It seems like it should be different.” “Did you come here a lot?” Blue asked. He exchanged a glance with Ronan. “Often enough.” He didn’t say what Ronan was thinking, which was that Gansey was far more of a brother to Ronan than Declan had ever been.
"Here," said he," are the keys to the two great wardrobes, wherein I have my best furniture. These are to my silver and gold plate, which is not everyday in use. These open my strongboxes, which hold my money, both gold and silver; these my caskets of jewels. And this is the master key to all my apartments. But as for this little one here, it is the key to the closet at the end of the great hall on the ground floor. Open them all; go into each and every one of them, except that little closet, which I forbid you, and forbid it in such a manner that, if you happen to open it, you may expect my just anger and resentment.”
"Yes," said he, "beans, but they’re the most wonderful beans that ever were known.If you plant them overnight, by the next morning they’ll grow up and reach the sky. But to save you the trouble of going all the way to market, I don’t mind exchanging them for that cow of yours."
"Done!" cried Jack, who was so delighted with the bargain that he ran all the way home to tell his mother how lucky he had been.
Only after her death did the true nature of their relationship become clear. Godric’s grief at the premature loss of Rowena was uncontrolled and terrifying. Suddenly it fell into place for Helga - the looks, the way Rowena laughed around him. They were the school’s astronomy professors, the adventurers, the most curious of the four founders. With Rowena gone, so Godric had lost the other half of himself.
Rapunzelgrew into the most beautiful child under the sun. When she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower, which lay in a forest, and had neither stairs nor door, but quite at the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried: ‘Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down your hair to me.’
Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when she heard the voice of the enchantress she unfastened her braided tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the window above, and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress climbed up by it. (Full Summary Here)