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sam hands..............
shadowzel is so important to me. what if we were both damned by our goddesses who taught us to not feel emotions deeply, to be as sharp as a knife in every instance. what if we learned we were wronged, what if we learned to heal together? what if you taught me the meaning of love and softness and that in itself is not a weakness but a strength of its own. what if your love showed me theres more colors in the world, and what if i loved every moment of it. what if for the first time in my life i feel a sense of self. oh and we’re both girls
four time world-champion sebastian vettel all grown up.
the absolutely enormous expanse of loneliness aziraphale and crowley go through during the early years on earth. they don't see one another at all from 3004 to 2500 bc. 500 years. and very possibly the whole thousand years before that.
aziraphale is still trying to fit in with heaven, even knowing, as he must already, that he doesn't quite belong. crowley has long since given up on associating in any meaningful way with other demons.
(there are humans, of course, and the fascination of their creativity and changes, but humans live for such short periods of time. always they die, and aziraphale and crowley continue on.)
this is 1500 years since they started their tenure on earth. 1500 years of wandering around (with not even that many humans to distract them) with aziraphale desperately trying to be what he's supposed to be, despite any inclinations to the contrary. meanwhile crowley is fully aware that he's alone, isolated from all others by curiosity and principles he refuses to compromise on, no matter that things could be easier if he did.
and how lonely must 1500 years be, with no friends or true peers, with no one who understands you at even the most superficial level. how lonely to try and try to squeeze into a box that was never designed to fit. just year after year after year, a millennia of no one who can be trusted, no one to talk to freely, no one they can relax with.
and then, finally, after so very many years alone, they find their way to each other.