Light thinks it travels faster than anything, but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
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Light thinks it travels faster than anything, but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
Terry Pratchett
Amongst the monsters, I am well hidden; who looks for a leaf in a forest?
Nights At The Circus - Angela Carter
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How blind they are not to see the edge I have become. I am a knife unsheathed.
— Rodrigo Dela Peña, Jr., from “After Félix Resurrección Hidalgo’s Las Virgenes Cristianas Expuestas al Populacho” published in The Margins
What I had once mistaken for death was, instead, a door.
Rachel McKibbens, from “the second time,” published in Vinyl
“Hope is like the sun. If you only believe in it when you can see it, you’ll never make it through the night.”
— Leia Organa
A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.
Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects (via lifeinpoetry)
The Sun isn’t gold; neither am I. We both brood in an airless space in secret, burn—
— Cassandra Farrin, from “The Whale,” published in Frontier Poetry
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full name: soledad carvajal nicknames: sol date of birth: july 27, 1865 gender: female sexual orientation: pansexual nationality: mexican ethnicity: mexican
I wrote // like I was waiting. Face to face with memory, the letter / misses. I saw I was ready to make use of loss.
Natalie Eilbert, from “Judges,” published in Granta (via lifeinpoetry)
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full name: edward francis tonks nicknames: ted date of birth: october 3, 1886 gender: male sexual orientation: bisexual nationality: english ethnicity: korean
ted tonks / potions professor / order of the phoenix
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.
name/alias: jess pronouns: she/hers who are your favourite marauders canons?: augustus rookwood maybe? subterfuge, betrayal, daring escapes and the potential for revenge. all of that is right up my alley. what are you most looking forward to about dogs of war?: interesting takes on existing characters, fun twists on the usual plots, a friendly environment, etc etc,, what is your favourite event in history?: yall im going to be honest im really not much of a history buff so ill say 20′s era prohibition bc gangsters who is your favourite historical figure?: uM idk i recently read about jeanne de clisson so ill go with her the link to your reblog of the site advert: (link here) what gif describes you best?:
💣 THE DOGS OF WAR!
cry havoc! and let slip the dogs of war is an upcoming au marauders roleplay set during world war 1 in 1916. darkness descends on europe as a new power begins to grow; tom riddle and his followers want carnage, and even the old gods of grindlewald and the ministry of magic struggle to stop him. the world has become a swirling vortex of death and destruction and london lies at the epicentre.
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I ache to feel the sunlight fill me up with warmth again, but I swallowed too many shadows and I've become one of them.
There’s a gap between skin and bone, and it keeps the cold inside. – s.s. (via vulcansmirk)
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