Merlin - Six Destinies
"The story tells of a blind man who lost his lover, the same one he pretends to talk to at the table. He then goes to dress in his suit for her funeral.
Unable to carry on he runs to cliffs to commit a suicide but as he runs he feels the suns light in his face and finds the will to live on.”
[Mumford & Sons’ “Lover of the Light music video]
You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.
Josh behind the scenes of Catching Fire
the magic begins: Favourite Relationships (2/3) - Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter
“He accused me of being Dumbledore’s man through and through.”
"How very rude of him."
"I told him I was."
i woke up like this (filled with existential dread)
I really love these starry illustrations by Hajin Bae.
harry potter + jewellery
FROM PAGE TO SCREEN: → Divergent - Chapter 20
Come on, think. I stop trying to break the glass. It’s hard to breathe, but I have to try. I’ll need as much air as I can get in a few seconds.My body rises, weightless in the water. I float closer to the ceiling and tilt my head back as the water covers my chin. Gasping, I press my face to the glass above me, sucking in as much air as I can. Then the water covers me, sealing me into the box. Don’t panic. It’s no use—my heart pounds and my thoughts scatter. I thrash in the water, smacking the walls. I kick the glass as hard as I can, but the water slows down my foot. The simulation is all in your head. I scream, and water fills my mouth. If it’s in my head, I control it. The water burns my eyes. […] I scream again and shove the wall with my palm. I hear something. A cracking sound. When I pull my hand away, there is a line in the glass. I slam my other hand next to the first and drive another crack through the glass, this one spreading outward from my palm in long, crooked fingers. My chest burns like I just swallowed fire. I kick the wall. My toes ache from the impact, and I hear along, low groan.The pane shatters, and the force of the water against my back throws me forward. There is air again.