So beautiful!😊
i heard about a girl
who disappears, sometimes
for hours and days and weeks
nobody
will know about her
for a while
i heard about a girl
who wanted to shine so bright
she became a shooting star
and i bet you’ve never
seen a comet
shining
unceasingly
they always vanish
after lighting up the sky
i saw a girl
in colors so bright
i could only glimpse
before burning
up
and i saw her closet
full of black grim gloomy
dark dark dark
the past
and i saw in her mind
it was night
yet she dressed like a day
“i want to be the morning”
she explained
not believing
me to understand
resigned
as if millions of people
didn’t marvel at
the sunrise
already
(new beginnings)
i know a girl
who sits on a bench
in the playground
i see from my balcony
she sits and sits and sits
in the sun
soaking up the light
in the cold in the fog
radiating it
draws and writes and watches
waiting
but nothing ever happens
i asked her, once
“nothing matters”
she said
“so why bother
trying to find the meaning?”
i know a girl
sad and happy
at the same time
afraid i won’t understand
and i don’t
but i see the quiet
admire the wild
and i would stay up all night
lay under the stars
with her
in the quiet
to watch the sunrise
from the swings
we’d be swaying on
to let her
live in the wild
until the quiet
comes again
because i see
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There is an evil in our blood and it grows and grows;
when ties of blood are less important than greedy connections,
when empathy and understanding are absent,
in a talk,
in a home
When people in this house should take care of each other
but all we talk about is more and more...
Is what remains
Worth to call family?
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'All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream' - Edgar Allan Poe.
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You can’t deny you’re like this
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I could watch this for years.
Look at that knife flip.
Look at it.
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Bucky arm porn
Credit to: @newtpotters
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this is just such a beautiful gif of Seb
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He who photographed the butterflies
There was nothing harsh about him, from his demeanour, to the lines on his face. Nothing dark inside him, beside the melancholy that hit him in the deepest of nights when all the butterflies were sleeping.
He had discovered the world through the lens in his hand, captured the beauty around him, knowing that none of it was built to last.
The art of quiet he had mastered from observing that silent stroke of wing, the fragile fabric that would be fit for a queen.
Dark-rimmed eyes always searching for the tiniest of details that vanished alongside the fading daylight.
It was only when he met her that he knew. Even in the deepest of nights there would be fireflies lighting the way.
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Eragon hunting in the woods in the beginning of the first book: God I wish my family wasn’t starving.
The Universe:
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Eragon: Hey Angela, what exactly do you do?
Angela:
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The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini
“…even the smallest of the starlings’ concerns grew in importance until it seemed equal to the worries of kings.”
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Why should you read the Inheritance Cycle?
Well, first and foremost, most of the series can simply be described as a long line of strong women telling the protagonist he’s wrong.
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I’m just thinking about the incredible amount of weirdness that happens in the Eragon series like I am impressed, ft. the Elves are McFreaking Weird:
one time Eragon fights giant radioactive snails on an island in the middle of the ocean
the Elves actually have a festival/ritual/thing that is basically just to magically cause a giant orgy in their magical woods to make sure all of the animals in the woods find a mate and it’s just a thing
there’s a story about an Elf who murdered her ex and then just fused herself with a tree and it turns out to be a major plotpoint
Angela the herbalist who is a witch and who has a sword that cuts anything but it’s sheath and who once we meet irritably trying to prove that toads are actually just frogs because then toads can’t be used to curse people, which has some interesting magical implications because we never seen any evidence that toads have ever been used to curse people
that one time Arya and Eragon are having one of their sitting-by-the-fire-talking-about-philosophy-while-on-the-run chats and Arya makes a boat out of grass and writes what I’m pretty sure is a poem about Doctor Who
Islanzadi has this raven that Arya’s dad gifted with long life and the ability to speak fully and coherently, and for some reason the side-effects were that it turned white and now just sometimes utters ominous prophecies because sometimes it be that way
one time when Eragon has to magically facetime Islanzadi she’s busy because they’re on the battlefield and she was sitting for a sculpture in between battles it has been brought to my attention that she wasn’t actually SITTING for the sculpture then… Eragon just has a really good memory for statuary, apparently, and was remembering a specific sculpture she’d sat for in Ellesmera (clearly HIS memory is better than mine)
there’s a few Elves that are just. Literally. Furries.
Arya is actually kind of the Rebellious Teenage Daughter in the series like she’s pretty young by Elf standards and took off to join the resistance and not talk to her mom
sometimes people just don’t know things, which is actually nice. Like they encounter these magical glowing creatures that Arya’s just like * shrug * they’re spirits we don’t know much about them besides “don’t screw with them”
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This was my rendition of Saphira based on the version of her from the book Eragon. Also the drawing I tagged Christopher in.
Please do not repost anywhere without my permission or remove the watermark! Also, please do not use!
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