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Thinloth "I am like a phoenix. Strong enough to reborn."
Archetype Inspirations | Photokinesis
I will not have you without the darkness that hides within you. I will not let you have me without the madness that makes me. If our demons cannot dance, neither can we.
— Nikita Gill
This gives me BE/void elf vibes
A model walks the runway at the Dany Tabet show during Dubai Fashion Forward Spring/Summer 2016 at Madinat Jumeirah on October 23, 2015 in Dubai, United Arab Emirates.
if that one scene from atlantis changed you raise your hand
Archetype Inspirations | 1001 Nights Witch
@dailyaoc event 01: get to know the members — the henna wars
this is one of those moments that i want to bottle up and keep with me forever. not because it’s extraordinary, or because it’s the kind of thing you would find in a bollywood movie.
but because it’s the kind of moment i could never have dreamed of having in a million years.
insp. by @sunchosens
The Amazing Spider-Man #47 variant cover - Spider-Gwen by JeeHyung Lee *
“We danced an invisible dance, cities after cities, storms after storms, we danced being the fire that we were, fire without smoke or flame. We danced as though we were vultures feasting on the dead… We danced as the earth dances, being soaked after a long thirst for rain. We were the dancing serpents coiled in our mirth, holding our prey. We danced like shadows percolating in and out of light. We danced as grass does, winnowing amidst the winds. We danced in and out of lives, birth after birth —We danced as the sanguine fluid bewailing, cracking out of the human flesh, harking the harp of immortality, becoming the crescents— dancing our last dance around wolf cries.”
— Channing H.M (via de-morte)