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hello beautiful people, i’d like to apologize for my activity being so inconsistent, yesterday i was going to do my replies but i heard about the terrorist attack in barcelona and got carried away by reading the news and checking on the family and friends that i have there. thankfully, they’re all okay, but i didn’t feel like roleplaying last night.

but anyway, i’m going to study for a bit and i’ll come back this evening and reply to all of you. thank you for your patience! <3

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Mastani Bai + Dress Porn (Part 1)

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I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.

Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf (via wordsnquotes)

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For she had a great variety of selves.

Virginia Woolf (via rabbitinthemoon)

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Plant seeds of happiness, hope, success, and love; it will all come back to you in abundance. This is the law of nature.

 Steve Maraboli (via purplebuddhaproject)

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Overgrowth by Parker Fitzgerald & Riley Messina

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I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time  (via fy-perspectives)

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Once you learn how to create your own happiness, no one can take it from you.

Robert Tew (via deeplifequotes)

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Act like you trust people, but don’t.

Anonymous (via terrible)

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concept: me, wandering through the morning fog of a flowery hillside. the world is still and silent and calm

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jivanta stood by the door, in the shadows, quietly watching the people inside the room and not knowing whether or not she should reveal herself. finally, she hawked lightly and walked into the room. “did you call for me?”, she took a couple more steps and bowed her head when they turned to look at the newcomer.

“i can come back later, if this is not a good time.” it didn't look like it was.

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icecborn:

Elara, on a rare venture from the Temple, had decided to visit the market. Her need for supplies had brought her blinking into the sunlight and into the centre of town. Stopping before a herbal store, Elara lifted a bundle of Wormwood and sniffed it gently. After confirming that it was indeed what she needed, Elara lifted a bundle of Mugwort and added it to her basket to buy. She kept her head down though, those unnaturally pale eyes strained on the plants before her. The last thing she needed now was to attract attention.

she was late, and her queen would not like that. rushing through the market alleys, jivanta finally spotted the herbal shop where elara had told her to meet. once inside, it wasn’t difficult to locate who she was looking for, but the witch walked around the shop for a little while before approaching her, pretending to look for something. finally, she came near elara. “pardon me, my lady, where did you find that wormwood? i couldn’t locate it on the shelves.” jivanta said innocently, screaming apology with her eyes.

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duchesselizabethcecil:

A gentle sigh escaped her lips as the duchess walked down the corridors. She spent many-a-times in the castle as she was on the court but somedays it felt more like a cage. Elizabeth wanted nothing but to escape and become a normal girl but she knew that wouldn’t be possible. It was more likely that she was to marry of noble descent, have children, and live the rest of her days as a miserable wife. The idea was a terrible one in her eyes, she never wanted this power.

loaded with bags, the witch rushed down the castle halls, hoping to make it to her chambers without dropping anything. she had just returned from a trip to the mountains, and she was eager to bathe and rest. out of the corner of her eye, jivanta saw a woman, apparently absent-minded, that was about to collide with her. when she stepped aside, a box fell off the pile she carried, breaking and scattering a green powder on the corridor's floor, right in front of the young duchess. “be careful, my lady, it stains!”, jivanta screamed, hoping that she'd stop at the warning. then she saw elizabeth's facial expression and forgot about her baggage and the powder. "is something wrong, my lady?", she asked.

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ofthytia:

“ I want fresh flowers for each room and only the best wine!” Thytia said to one of her ladies in waiting  as she perused the markets,trying to find gifts for the women that would be staying in Castle Idrid. She could have sent servants  to the market to do this but she wanted the gifts to feel personal,and beautiful. Picking up a necklace from one of the vendors who looked a bit terrified to see the Empress standing in front of their wares, Thytia lifted it up,studying it. “ What do you think?” She asked,anyone near. “ Is it too much?”

jivanta liked to go to the markets, the busy ambiance was perfect for her to dissolve into the crowd and go unnoticed when buying new potion ingredients or pieces of jewelry. but that was whenever she went alone, and not as a part of the royal escort. that was slower, and much more attention drawing. anyway, the witch was enjoying the little trip, the merchants would offer beautiful things to the empress and, if she refused, jivanta could bargain them for a lower price. it amused her to see her unloved empress frighten the common people. they have no love for her, she thought, glancing at the necklace that the other woman was holding. “i’m not sure, your grace”, she said respectfully. “that is such a fine necklace, much finer than what your guests deserve. a piece fit for a queen... if you offer them that, you should be wearing more opulent jewels yourself, or they may think they’re leveled with you. are they guests or hostages, your grace?” whenever jivanta was bored she grew restless, and too many words would emerge from her mouth.

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