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kapuletov · 7 years ago
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Hi
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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Filmed entirely in a single take. Russian Ark was filmed in the Winter Palace of the Russian State Hermitage Museum featuring thousands of actors including three live orchestras and the Hermitage staff. It is the longest uninterrupted shot in film history.
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& ???
                           ❛   Amelia… Of Scotland        are you a princess, Yuliya? ❜
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                      ❝   Принцесса ?   ❞   a delighted laughter escapes the girl and she smiles from ear to ear,   ❝   I would wish so! But sadly, miledi, I am merely a nobleman’s daughter. But! What are the lands you speak of? Scotland? I have never heard such a name.   ❞
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& философ.
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               ‘ get your mind out of the gutter. that’s not what i meant. try not to look so intrigued. ’ still, a grin flickers across his features.
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                 ❝   Are you quite sure? Your smile is betraying you, Лиска.   ❞   While eyes shine with mirth and teeth glow in amusement, a slight flush cannot be stopped from colouring the girl’s cheeks with pink.
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& OPEN.
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               A moment of concentration, small wrinkle appearing in the middle of the girl’s forehead, and that was all it took!   ❝   Now if you could hand me the brush?   ❞
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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François Boucher, Le Sommeil Interrompu, 1750
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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     ❝ Your paramour is a BEAST that  C   A  M E          out of the sea      all been there, am I right. ❞ 
  [ Her voice has a bone dry bonhomie to counteracting the shoving hands.   Meg’s pace accepted no waits, no BUTS. Nothing that would anchor   them to what would soon become DOOMED ground. At their backs the   kelpie’s head was subsumed and the ocean churned, spitting up white   foam as it                          A     T      E                                                       its way                                                                            inland. ] 
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                       ❝ And the sea isn’t exactly HAPPY about how                             he’s come back to it in two pieces..❞ 
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               It took moments, long and chaotic, for the girl to fully process what this strange woman was suggesting. How could it be? Suddenly all stories and sayings and everything else her Nurse had ever said came back to Yuliya     she had dismissed them all time ago, and now? Now her mind was too confused at hapenings of past several minutes. Had it not been for the stranger, Yuliya would stop to be swallowed by the sea surely.
               ❝   How can a sea be happy? Or unhappy? It’s a sea!   ❞   her mind protested, but her heart beat fast, reminding of the dangerous sounds behind them. The girl quickened her pace and thought of everything but the man who was no man at all.
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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Russian Ark (dir. Alexander Sokurov, 2002)
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& леила.
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                ❝ When the time comes, father will make that decision for me. ❞ Leila stiffened. She did not think to dwell on the possibilities of true love, or never ending affections. Destined from birth to marry into wealth and royalty, such as how she was born, meant she had sacrificed all decisions of her own. She was an empty shell, a pretty girl with a sweet smile and gentle hands. There need be nothing beneath the surface a husband would not desire. ❝ You know how these things work. ❞
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               ❝   Yes,   ❞   resignation found the girl’s voice. Of course she knew that there was no choice in marriage     and yet her heart wished and wished that perhaps there was something to the stories she’d read as a small girl. That Ivan on white horse would come sweep her away to a fairytale.   ❝   But I still consider it  sad.   ❞
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& незнакомец.
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                    ❛  yes, you DEFINITELY can.             what’s your name again?  ❜
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               ❝   Yuliya. My name, that is. But... who are you, миледи?   ❞
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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Valentino -Spring 2014 Couture 
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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Saint Basil’s Cathedral is seen behind snowdrifts in Moscow on December 5, 2012. (Sergei Ilnitsky/EPA)
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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& философ.
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               ‘ why, i’m wounded. i’ll have you know most of my inventions are largely a result of my inability to sleep. you might say that evening gives me quite an active imagination. ’
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               ❝   Active imagination? At night? Why I find that to be most curious...   ❞
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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( I MISS YOU. I MISS SEEING YOU ON MY DASH. )
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I MISS YULIYA AND I MISS YOU AND I MISS BEING HERE TOO <33
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kapuletov · 10 years ago
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                          the time stopped for me, doll.
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