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Like someone who’s pulling a rope that will break
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling…
Without realizing, brushing a little more,
Eyes still closed to avoid facing
That the air is made of crystal,
That can shatter,
That, even if it looks weird, I want to devour you.
That the air is made of crystal,
That can shatter,
That, even if it looks weird, I want to devour you.
She didn’t care about crashing in a corner of her mouth
Like the wave that gives itself over to the rock
Lost in the abyss of those hands with no end
Bigger enough to hug all her planet
You’re not here right now
I’m not here right now
But silence is the most eloquent way of lying
You’re not here right now
I’m not here right now
But silence is the most eloquent way of lying
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my body used to live
A piece of your smell
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my eyes used to live
A piece of pain
You’re here right now
I’m here right now
Hug me to make me think of you sometime
You’re here right now
I’m here right now
Hug me to make me think of you sometime
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my body used to live
A piece of your smell
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my eyes used to live
A piece of pain
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my body used to live
A piece of your smell
Your silence lives in mine
And somewhere in my eyes used to live
A piece of pain
The air is made of crystal
That can shatter
That, even if my lips aren’t talking
I want to devour you...
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Salacia Crown @ Pandora
Antler type crown decorated with pearls. Original Mesh, Resizable, 4 colours for horn and two for the pearl, shown in black.
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Carnel Horns in Bone @ The Mainstore
Both avis wear outfits by Riot and shoes (with high feet) by Sibilla, Dark haired avi wearing collar, nails and rings by L'Emporio and hair by Magika
ich wollt ich wär ein Huhn, dann hätt ich nichts zu tun, ich legte jeden Tag ein Ei und Sonntags auch mal zwei😀
Lei ci crede a questo? A un fuoco inestinguibile che ti divora eternamente.
Do you believe this? To an inextinguishable fire that devours you eternally.
(From the movie Amadeus)
ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ
ᴀ ʙɪɢ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙɪɢ, ʙɪɢ ᴘɪʟʟꜱ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ
ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀ ʏᴏᴜ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢ
ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴜʀɪᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ
ɪ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴇᴄᴋ
ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ
ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ
ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ
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Mask: Devoured Mask by Taisce (coming soon to Ota-Con SL)
Hair: Jisun by monso
Top: Sheer Corset Tops by Insomnia Angel
Backdrop: Stardust by Varonis
The harsh reality of life on the Puget Sound.
Life brings death, death sustains life for others.
Eagles get right to business with dinner, he can wash his head later.
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood; Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the long-liv'd Phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets, And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time, To the wide world and all her fading sweets.......Shakespeare
Helsinki, Finland, 2022.
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Our destination this past Sunday was Gaudineer Scenic Area or as we call it "The Fairy Forest". It is only 140 acres (57 ha) but it is the most special place! Located just 5 miles northwest of Durbin, (the town that grows the tiniest grasshoppers) it is within the boundaries of the Monongahela National Forest. Everything is covered in moss (and I mean Everything) One has the feeling that if one were to sit down for any length of time they too would become covered in it. Indeed, I saw two large mushrooms being devoured by it! To walk on it is like walking on a big sponge. We took a small trail off the main one and came upon this old camping area. I guess that is one sturdy grill! LOL We've only come here three times and are never disappointed in this place or the atmosphere. It's quiet. It's magical. The first time we came there was a thunderstorm brewing and Anita was frightened. The second time we came there was snow on the ground and this time the weather was perfection. Cool, sunny and no humidity! Looking forward to our next visit for sure! :)
Photo credit: bdopekarreuche
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Located in the Snowdonia National Park this picturesque valley and place of serenity has not always been so quiet. In 1886, the Prince of Wales (future King Edward VII) opened the Gorsedda Slate Quarry in the valley. The village of Treforys was built to house the quarrymen and consisted of 36 houses set in 3 streets. A sophisticated slate mill, Ynys Y Pandy, was also built to dress and finish the slate before being transported on a newly laid 3ft gauge tramway down to the harbour town of Porthmadog. But this flood of activity was short lived. After a short 20 years of excavation, the quarry was closed down as quality slate became more and more scarce. As the local paper reported, “everything that could facilitate the works was produced, nothing being wanting but the slate vein”
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The empty shell of Ynys Y Pandy still stands at the foot of the valley. A stark, man made monument set against a stunning mountainous back drop. The remains of the village of Treforys is less apparent. A blanket of green has devoured all but the faintest outlines of that early, expectant community. The water of the lake that once fed a 26ft water wheel, the beating heart of the mill, is now still and provides a quiet oasis for fishermen and passing walkers.
Text source: www.dioni.co.uk/cwmystradllyn-the-most-beautiful-valley-i...
I'm not exactly sure what is happening here but I'm guessing that the spider (which is laying upside down and covered in what looks like webs) was killed by something else and the ants just took advantage of a free meal. Photographed in Maryland today.
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"Roughly translated, the word ‘Wendigo’ means ‘the evil spirit that devours mankind’. Another translation, said to be made by a German explorer around 1860, equates the word ‘Wendigo’ with ‘cannibal’. Wendigoag are said to have an insatiable hunger for human flesh - no matter how much flesh they eat, they remain hungry.
This hunger is reflected in their appearance, which, according to some, is extremely thin. Despite their gaunt physiques, Wendigoag are described by some as giants, measuring at about 4.5 m (14.8 feet) in height. Whilst there are slight variations as to the physical description of this creature amongst the different Algonquian peoples, it is generally agreed that Wendigoag have glowing eyes, long yellowed fangs and long tongues. Most Wendigoag are also said to have sallow and yellowish skin, though others say that they are matted with hair or have decaying skin."
Featuring Tether hair from Exile and Neige horn headdress from Azoury!
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Being in the right place at the right time happens rarely for me with photography. This time it worked out--one of those moments I dream of but that never seem to materialize.
This was a very unique rock formation (Nonesuch Shale) I found on the shores of Lake Superior--it looked like wood in real life, just like it does in the picture. I composed and was excited to take this picture, because I knew it would be one of my new favorites.
Then the thunder started booming...lightning was striking...I should have retreated much earlier (and for that matter, shouldn't have even been there to begin with!). And minutes later the downpour started...But you know how it goes: you see a once in a lifetime photo opportunity unfold right before your very eyes, and you decide the risk is worth it.
The risk was definitely worth it to me...being devoured by a storm on Lake Superior is not a bad way to go, after all. Right?
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Horns of nature, rising higher
Filled with wild bestial desire
Devouring everything you do find
They feel your hardness stood behind
They smell your wildness on the breeze
As you invade between their trees
Devouring them, until they shake
Until they surrender and they break
Under the sun's raging fire
They meet the bestial , horns of desire