#north wind

Some Mahjong tiles for @curiouscalembour!

8 of Bamboo | North | 7 of Myriads

West | 1 of Coins | East

Green Dragon | South | White Dragon

On the second day of January the sun put in a brief appearance, and Algy decided to venture cautiously outside.

Borrowing a warm scarf from his assistant, to serve as a shawl or blanket, he hopped up into the big downy birch tree and positioned himself with his back to the blasting arctic wind. Although the air temperature was in fact slightly above freezing, the wind chill made it feel bitterly cold, and the low winter sun, although bright, offered no warmth at all. In the distance Algy could see that the Isle of Rum was covered in snow, and he wondered how long it would be before the snow began to fall on him.

Despite wrapping the colourful scarf tightly around his body, Algy soon felt the cold begin to creep in among his feathers, and decided that perhaps he had had enough fresh air for the time being… But as he flew down from his perch he called to a crow who was passing overhead, and asked it to please convey a message – via other birds travelling further away – to communicate his fluffiest thanks to all his friends around the world who had sent him kind thoughts and comments over the Christmas and New Year holidays.

"Can't teach an old wolf new tricks"

🌟TPOM TV SHOW SEASON CONCEPT🌟

-After an order from his supervisor, Agent "classified" has to spend time in New York with the penguins. He's expected to do what they do, train like they do, and learn so that he can apply it to his own agency. Should be pretty straightforward... I mean- what kind of trouble do these boys even deal with anyways?

Oh wait.

He hasn't met the neighbors yet...

The North Wind flies with ye faithful Servant. The wonder clock. 1915. Howard Pyle.

The Meeting of the Winds

The Northwind met with the Southwind On the wide ways of the sky, And the air turned frost as the clouds were tossed To in confusion lie; For the Northwind raged at the Southwind To buffet her where she flew, But the Southwind smiled like one beguiled As her flower-sweet breath she blew.

The Northwind turned to the Southwind, And saw her that she was fair; With laugh of delight, with eyes of night, And back-blown sun-bronzed hair. And the Southwind knew him, the Northwind, And saw him that he was strong; With face to command, and a mighty hand To whip his gusts along.

The Southwind sang to the Northwind, "I am warmer than love, or fire, And I know thy goal is the Southern Pole, But thou art my heart's desire"; And the Northwind answered the Southwind, "Wanderer, wait with me then: Thy singing is sweet; 'tis well that we meet: Make me thy music again."

These two have a surprising amount in common in the movies where they serve as primary antagonists. Both tried to kill (or at least severely maim) an in-universe historical figure who hadn’t wronged them in any way (Hiro and Santa Claus).

Both have their main color schemes associated with aristocracy (silver and purple).

Look at those faces and just TRY to tell me you don’t see at least SOME resemblance!

Narcissism ahoy! (Note: narcissism itself does not make anyone automatically evil. I am not having a debate about this on my blog. It is a trait that both seem to show signs of though.)

Skipper: *talking about something* "octopuses-"

Classified: "Actually, it's octopi."

Kowalski/Eva: "No, he's right. Octopuses is the correct pluralization."

Classified: *considering punting Skipper like a football*