#ok. wig.

[sapphiccatra]

They really decided to give mara blue eyes and white-blond hair in her she ra form huh

[macabrust]

WHAT WERE YOUR HANDS MEANT TO DO?

Create

Maybe there aren’t any gods, but you can build your own world. You are driven, but for what? For something to calm the storm in your mind, or to shake the world with your own thunder? Endlessly searching for answers only our own reflections can tell you. You long for people in eras after this to see the scratches you left, and you love the ones left from ages past. When you taste spice, you savor it. You want to climb to the top of the world and scream ‘I was here!’. You are wind, its endless flow, its eternity, the way it turns itself into song.

[edds-cola-can]

Y'all gonna drag t//batf but then be as problematic at the same time jesus christ

[trinity996]

this episode having both a jesus christ superstar needledrop AND an everybody knows needledrop. SLAY

[wouldhope]

what tarot card are you?

The Hermit

     It’s a skill, to look inside yourself, one you have mastered. The endless corridors and shifting thoughts are mapped to very carefully. This all takes time, of course. And those twisting hallways are so very difficult to map. It would be so easy to get lost. You know this space so well. Wouldn’t it be a lovely place to stay? So well-known and comforting. Why go back? How nice, how easy, to dissolve, to hide from the rest of the world and all the people in it. Why bother, when you are so good at looking inside yourself. Like enlightenment, the self. Retreating this far inwards is like retreating just as far out, into the vast ether. So comforting. The thing that was you looks at the thing that was the old woman. There is no you anymore. Goodbye.