I burn from the inside out, like a lightning-struck tree: the outside whole, the inside, that carried the lightnings charge, a coal. At other times, I feel empty, transparent, a child of the wind. Touching nothing, nothing touching me. And alternating between these states, with no warning as to when one will turn into the other.
Edinburgh, Alexander Chee (via salemwitchtrials)
Eilean Donan Castle
© Mike Will
An ancient fear awakens.
Caitlyn & Vi vs. Urgot | Warriors Cinematic
Chaos
My art skill’s getting better.
P.S. I know it’s supposed to be “what ya givin” but I just don’t know. Oh, and the flashy things in the sky are stars.