Hattertown

[arcusxx]

One ring One power One life One death

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City of Stygia

Wraith:  The Oblivion fan art

Artwork by Z-GrimV aka Mark Kelly

[niktipolos]

But the problem with readers, the idea we’re given of reading is that the model of a reader is the person watching a film, or watching television. So the greatest principle is, “I should sit here and I should be entertained.” And the more classical model, which has been completely taken away, is the idea of a reader as an amateur musician. An amateur musician who sits at the piano, has a piece of music, which is the work, made by somebody they don’t know, who they probably couldn’t comprehend entirely, and they have to use their skills to play this piece of music. The greater the skill, the greater the gift that you give the artist and that the artist gives you. That’s the incredibly unfashionable idea of reading. And yet when you practice reading, and you work at a text, it can only give you what you put into it. It’s an old moral, but it’s completely true.

Zadie Smith (via trashybooksforladies)

[abz-j-harding]

Crows

another monster concept I did for the Book of Monsters film 

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Michele Cascella (1892-1989)     

Saint Germain en Laye

[i-alwayslikedstrangecharacters]

That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.

Ray Bradbury

(The October Country)

[screenshotsuggestion]

[letsolgasidorova-deactivated201]

Stanislav Zhukovsky Indian summer

[hattertown]

[ov-ni]

[suonko]

Starry Night - Jean Francois Millet 

[sandiagurl]

[senecasredoubt]

It is inevitable that life will be not just very short but very miserable for those who acquire by great toil what they must keep by greater toil. They achieve what they want laboriously; they possess what they have achieved anxiously; and meanwhile they take no account of time that will never more return. New preoccupations take the place of the old, hope excites more hope and ambition more ambition. They do not look for an end to their misery, but simply change the reason for it.

Lucius Annaeus Seneca, De Brevitate Vitae (On the Shortness of Life)

[vnberry]

the house on ash tree lane

[bloodedcelt]

[suonko]

Granville Redmond - Evening Glow

[sesiondemadrugada]

Tsutomu Nihei.