If you look up into the night sky you won’t see anything different than you usually do. But if you study the sky, you will find that every year a star dies, disappearing from the sky forever. It has been doing this since the dawn of time. Like grains of sand falling in an hourglass. Once upon a time there was no such thing as “night” because the stars lit up the sky at all hours. But as the years ticked by the starts started to fall from the sky. Little lights flickering out. Now this has no impact on your life, you won’t live to see the last star wink out. But know, that time is running out, Earth is reaching the end of its life. Now every time you look up into the sky, think about that one little star that died this year. Maybe one day NASA will even notice. Maybe one day humanity will try to buy time and stop the stars from dying. But they will all die eventually. Darkness will fall. And with it, so will we.
wishlist ; happy nessian , preferably post acosf . GRISHA NESTA ( click here for grisha verses ) . eris and nesta au verse bc i do want to explore the potentials and what ifs , and see what that would bring out of nesta .
Things that are now considered abnormal that make me question today's society :
Hand written letters. ????? WHY ??? for the sake of evolution ? Do you think that mailing stuff is easier ? More adapt to modern society ? Where is the intimacy ??? Where is the soft parfume of the expeditor ??? Do you think texts are better ????? NO. No they aren't because they are superficial. Bring back hand written letters please
To wear a gown/extravagant dress. Okay. Since when has it been considered strange to dress like that ? Where is the fun and the extravagance in today's clothes if they're not inspired by such dressing manners ? Bring that back.
Old looking schools. What kind of school am I going to bruh. Where is the wood and the smell of knowledge ??? The second I step in the classroom I just want to flee. Plz change that too.
Balls. ???????????????????????????. Why did we replace it with annoying and loud parties, with no organized dances where I can charmingly ask my lifelong enemy for dance ? Where I can talk to my best friend about our favorite compositions and gossip ? Where I can dramatically sigh under the moonlight while Chopin nocturnes, Op. 9: No. 2 is playing ? Where I can write poetry and look up to see a mysterious and masked man, feeling a rush if inspiration go through me as we gaze into each other's eyes ? Anyway bring that back dude.
Night promenades in chilly nights without fearing for my life lol.
Why did we give up fresh air for pollution ?? Why did we give up climbing trees for mass destruction and forest fire ??? Not cool.
Society wasn't good centuries ago, so let's not bring that back.
“ AH ! To be a parent and have all your children grown ! I remember when you barely came to my hip ! And now here you are, tall and beautiful and independent. A WOMAN and a QUEEN in your own right ! ” He puts his mead down long enough to take her face in both his hands. He simply beams and admires her for a moment before littering her features with scratchy kisses.