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A very expensive cat

Her helmet was ornamented with griffins heads of ram horses and sphinxes, her round shield crested with the head of Medusa, an olive branch and a serpent adorned her lance, she was majestically feeding an owl she had trained to keep time for her

owlwoman

Cat playing banjo

Ekiben

Three hares sharing three ears, Yet every one of them has two

NSFW, Tree

NSFW, Raven

cacophony esoteric soliloquie embarrassingly embracing the mistakes in me

The view to end all views

The view to end all views

impossible architecture

our inner demons are the others angels of peace

Danse Macabre

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Vsauce here!

Vsauce here!

King Kong romance

Invictus

NSFW, Robot Girlfriend, simulacrum, Stepford Wives

The I wonder if the default visceral distrust non ginger men feel for ginger men is the same with ginger women and non ginger women or if a distrust of non gingers is common among gingers at least by their dating practices I'd say the way non ginger men feel about ginger women is reflected in the way ginger women seem to feel about non ginger men tho it could just be that no one likes ginger men

She stood proud knowing that with such troubles behind her no challenge could stop her on her quest

This dusty road looks newly paved, and was built by Welstarian soldiers, under the orders of the King. It is covered in dirt in parts, but is soundly constructed. It cuts through the land relentlessly a testament to the toughness of Welstarians. The sky is black and the stars shine down brightly. The waning half moon shines down.

This dirty street slowly follows the slope downhill, leading down to the even dirtier district by the docks. Merchants' houses and shops line the road here, testament to the rich farmlands and lumber resources of this new land. The sky is black and the stars shine down brightly. The waning half moon shines down. A few scattered clouds dot the sky.

The space inside this cave is almost entirely occupied by a A massive obsidian statue represents a heroic-looking being that has giant bat-like wings and long straight horns growing from it's head that stands on a high cylindrical base holding a large shield that is adorned with the symbols for goodness and justice furthermore upon close inspection the figure's armor is heavily damaged as if from a battle it barely survived and amazingly the statue seems to be part of the cave itself is if the cave was carved around it now filled with luminescent fungi grow in scattered patches on the ceiling, casting eerie shadows about the area.

This spell restores a being's melancholic humor, removing all temporary modifiers to Agility and Dexterity (both negative and positive). This spell also has a tendency to make the target drowsy.

This spell restores a being's melancholic humor, removing all temporary modifiers to Agility and Dexterity (both negative and positive). This spell also has a tendency to make the target drowsy.

Tall, fine boned and regal, Drensieqi are less populous than in the past. They are a noble and good natured race, long versed in the ancient ways of magic. Drensieqi are physically beautiful, their hair made from actual gold and never cut. Their skin is pale and their limbs fine and thin. Originally possessed of great psychic powers, their faculties have since waned. They have been cast out of the Seelie courts and many have turned to drug abuse to avoid the pain of the loss of their homelands on Welstar.

Elves are the warriors and nobles of the Seelie Court. Their comparatively large size compared to other Seelie faeries suits them well to combat and archery. Elves are also great magicians, committed to preserving Seelie culture and defending their woodland homes. Elves are also eminently adaptable, capable of thriving in a variety of conditions.

view from the ground as what seems to be some kind of giant space snake is about to eat the moon

You see me now, a veteran, Of a thousand psychic wars, I've been living on the edge so long, Where the winds of limbo roar, And I'm young enough to look at, And far too old to see, All the scars are on the inside, I'm not sure if there's anything left of me

space litter, Soviet propaganda

She said, "There is no reason and the truth is plain to see", That I wandered through my playing cards and could not let her be, One of 16 vestal virgins who was leaving for the coast, And although my eyes were open they might just as well have been closed

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Overcome by your, Moving temple, Overcome by this, Holiest of altars

So pure, so rare, To witness such an earthly goddess, That I've lost my self control, Beyond compelled to throw this dollar

Let me tell you all a story about a mouse named Lorry, Yeah Lorry was a mouse In a big brown house, She called herself the hoe, With the money money flow, But fuck that little mouse, 'Cause I'm an albatraoz

Not about to see your light, But if you wanna find hell with me, I can show you what it's like

Freedom's the source of the lightning sparks when you're dancing, Freedom's the shine, let it peel your mind when you're dancing

Freedom's the source of the lightning sparks when you're dancing, Freedom's the shine, let it peel your mind when you're dancing

The wind is howling and the time is right for fear, In the emergence in the phosphorescent tears, And all the hippies gonna lick the mind of god, They've already been immersed in the wad

The wind is howling and the time is right for fear, In the emergence in the phosphorescent tears, And all the hippies gonna lick the mind of god, They've already been immersed in the wad