15 Jul 2014 20:28 | 7 notes | Reblog
"The gaze of Great Mother Death is always upon us. Beneath her affectionate eye we fight our battles. We nurse our wounds. We shout our victories. We endure our sorrows. And when we fall, she is there. Her embrace is the silence of the mountain, the heavy peace of the Stone."
Troll Funeral Rites - The Wolf Among Us (via halcyonharlot)
10 Jul 2014 20:44 | 3,552 notes | Reblog


next time you see two people arguing on this website and you want them to stop post this photo: 


followed by “are you fighting?”