She had been innocent once, a little girl playing with feathers on the floor of a devil’s lair. She wasn’t innocent now, but she didn’t know what to do about it. This was her life: magic and shame and secrets and teeth and a deep, nagging hollow at the center of herself where something was most certainly missing.
Karou was plagued by the notion that she wasn’t whole. She didn’t know what this meant, but it was a lifelong feeling, a sensation akin to having forgotten something. She’d tried describing it to Issa once, when she was a girl. “It’s like you’re standing in the kitchen, and you know you went in there for a reason, but you can’t think of what that reason is, no matter what.”
“And that’s how you feel?” asked Issa, frowning.
“All the time.”
— Daughter of Smoke and Bone
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orisoni said: I was wondering if you'd be bothered by someone getting your cathulhu drawing tattooed?
Hell no! That would be awesome!
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tut tut it looks like rain
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"The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care."
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Cathulhu confronts a crab
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“Be careful, lest in casting out your demon you exorcise the best thing in you.”
— Nietzsche (via intj-paradigm)
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dansoloart said: i would just like to say, you painting tekkers is wonderful
Anonymous said: HOLY SHIT YOUR ART IS SO GOOD
THANKS A LOT!
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Your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts of pity and cruelty are absurd, committed with no calm, as if they were irresistible. Finally, you fear blood more and more. Blood and time. -Paul Valery
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