ACHILLES: [skateboards by] who the fuck is this clown?”
Алина Старков. Сол Каролева.
just you wait. papa koschei is coming, coming, coming, over the hills on his red horse and he’s got bells on his boots and a ring in his poket and he knows your name, m a r y a mo r e v n a.
MYTHIC POETRY series:
This song is a cry for help: Help me! Only you, only you can, you are unique at last.
Alas, it is a boring song, but it works every time.
"Siren Song" — Margaret Atwood
a basterd’s work is never done..
The Russian Academy of Magic is a colossal onion-domed structure drifting aimlessly across the surface of Lake Baikal brought to existence using centuries of levitation charms perfected by a group of Russian witches experimenting with portable floating ice rinks. Self-heating fur scarves are all the rage amongst students and professors alike, although they have been known to overheat from time to time, leading to mild cases of heat stroke. When traditional Quidditch games become dull, players would discard their brooms for skates and duke it out on the frozen surface of the lake.
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror.
Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
The Secret History, Donna Tartt