Witch Hunt
Run you little witch, through the thorns you grew,
For all your thorns you’ve thrown on me I will send back to you.
Not in ones, but perhaps twos, and then we’ll really see
That the demon cultivated here, it wasn’t you,
It’s me.
fearonlygetsfiveseconds:larissasuemariex:
This is fun. Try it in fullscreen. Extra points if you tilt your head. You’re only human.
My face was literally this:
THAT IS SO COOL!
Paula! Have you seen this? So very cool!
(Source: danforth, via animatedshorts)
A bruise of mine that I thought was pretty. This is actually a few days into healing, it’s still a huge goose egg! I really banged my leg up!
inspired by this poem
my OCs, Engel and Dusk
Soul Coverings
With the Fur of Deer
We see a warm pelt covering a gentle spirit
Defenseless against the Arrow and the Spear.
Human skin lies like overlapped stones
A layer of chainmail shielding an undercurrent of hot blood
Cold armor to hide a Determined soul, Rigid bones, Eager eyes
The Warrior that Hungers.
