through shadows

a good life

Your ancestors called it magic, and you call it science. Well, I come from a place where they’re one and the same thing. My father explained it to me like this… Your world is one of the Nine Realms of the Cosmos, linked to each other by the branches of Yggdrasil, the Worlds Tree. Now, you see it everyday, without realizing.

I am the one that runs both from the living and the dead. Hunted by scavengers, haunted by those I could not protect. So I exist in this wasteland, reduced to one instinct: survive.

make me choose · anonymous said: marvel or dc?

Six Word Story (via weltenwellen)

Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back

Weariness fell from him soon in that house, and he had many a merry jest and dance, early and late, with the elves of the valley.

(via lochiels)

There are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now.

Oh, it’s quite simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open.

What is human? An ability to reason? To imagine? To love or grieve? If so, we are more human than any human ever will be.

                                                                                        Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror                                                                                                        and I don’t know who I am.