#toir

[deenzola]

Cresty: We still open for the new ntr member

M*lo toss 🍻

[deenzola]

Spada Belforma practice.

I'm still weak doing green palette, but this one surprisingly is lookin good.

[mauern-des-ostens]

2026: Hartenstein A72

[outdoorpeeps]

Harry and Cécile off to the Highlands on a cycle tour. I'm not jealous. Much. No not at all. Nice water bottles though aren't they? #bringyourown #cycle #toir #outdoorpeoplestories #hackneysoutdoorsstore (at Outdoor People, Hackney)

[reppujareissumies]

Adam Lambert @ Riihimäki train station, Finland #Adam #Lambert #Toir #Riihimäki #train #station #Finland #music #travel #reppujareissumies

[neomadarkelf]

"He's just an ignorant old man." (Toir. Ellos =3 )

The spoken words, though barely more than a whisper, were loud in the still night. Neoma kneeled before the alter of ancestors, her eyes cast down. She only had her flexible armor on and the chill of the night made her shiver slightly. Above her the sky was clear of any obstructions and the universe around them was on display. The moon was absent tonight leaving the dark world in utter blackness. The lit candles upon the alter seemed like bright beacons to the two dark elves.

Neoma said nothing at first then stood up slowly. She turned and faced Toir. “He may be old and ignorant, but he is my clan elder”. Neoma was of the dragon clan. They were one of the oldest surviving clans. Some believed that they interbred with dragons, but most believed this to be legend. The old dragon leader was a scarred man who had survived wars and assignation attempts. He seemed to be ancient but yet still so powerful.

She turned back away from Toir and sat back down in front of the alter of the ancestors. Malekith had no use for such beliefs. Many younger elves followed in his disbelief, but she was raised to honor the old ways and she believed in them. “My clan elder is right. We are Svartálfar and we are alone in this great universe. The other races hate us and will destroy us the first chance we get. We cannot be weak like the faerie elves. I must let go of that part of me which is like my mother”. Neoma had tried hide the tender side of herself. but she had winced and left the room in tears as Malekith tortured a light elf spy. Her elder had caught her and half lectured, half threatened her about the truth of the world.

[riot86]

#barcelona #barna #tmb #photographer #bufa #naz #odes #znek #toir #flame #graffiti #traingraffiti #metro #metroart #metrograffiti #subway #subwayart #subwaygraffiti #weiß #schwarz #hangar

[nokkvioralfr-blog]

"You could be a little nicer. I fell out of a window to get here, you know." (craaaaaaaaack)

“No. No I do not have to be nicer. That was my favorite window, and you just decided to drop in with your lightful behind and just–Ugh.”

“Why does these things happen to me?”