-
𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉
𝕴'𝖒 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖍
𝕴'𝖒 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍
𝖄𝖔𝖚’𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙’𝖘—
𝕴'𝖒 𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖘
𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖓𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊
𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙
𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊
𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖞 - 𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙
-

seen from Kazakhstan

seen from Singapore
seen from South Korea
seen from T1

seen from United States
seen from Poland
seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from China

seen from Spain
seen from Malaysia

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands

seen from Germany
-
𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉
𝕴'𝖒 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖍
𝕴'𝖒 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍
𝖄𝖔𝖚’𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙’𝖘—
𝕴'𝖒 𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖘
𝕴'𝖒 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖓𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊
𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙
𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊
𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖞 - 𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙
-
stained glass windows by Jean-Michel Folon in the church of Waha, Belgium
ooo wa a a a
ignore the sliding turning around i just wanted to animate smthn
Chaussée de Rochefort, Waha, Luxembourg Province.
What year is it
My new Pinhammer! Now I am desecrating the image of Karl Franz, the Emperor :3
Order a picture from me on Fiverr :)
🕊
🕊 : how do you and your f/o dress? do you coordinate outfits together? do you dress similarly, or are you opposites?
honestly, i do NOT pick out outfits, i js put on whatever i see first so he would do all the outfit picking (he’s also bad at it but don’t tell him ^_^”) so ig we dress kinda dress different
Why does this tapir look so pleased with himself? "The cover, by Lisa A. Free, shows Kareel Keenclaw, the Morokanth, setting a trap for potential herdmen." (Different Worlds 22, July 1982, Chaosium)
The first edition of Runequest (1978) tells us Morokanths are "Intelligent, Tapir-like creatures" who "herd Men on the Plains of Prax. This is a necessary, accepted, tolerated, but not appreciated practice."
Borderlands (1982) explains that after the Devil blasted the fertile plains of Prax, the god Waha "arranged the Survival Covenant. The men and animals of Prax chose lots to see who would eat, and who would be eaten. In most cases men won. The exception was the morokanth. Of all the animals on the plains only they would treat men as their herd beasts."