in my island spring is just an illusion, a brief ghost of summer, that conquers winter - while in the rest of the world flowers are blooming, here, the omnipresent sea reminds us that these are its lands of summer and we are subjected with its everchanging moods
love it when the chronic pain is so hurt ouchie that i can predict the weather
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
St. Francis of Assisi, founder of the Franciscans.
Did you know his nickname was "Il Poverello" or The Poor little Man.
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I've always seen him as generous and warm man, and I can imagine him being lively and extroverted. Someone you'd like to be friends with.
about couthon's bunny - source + translation
overgrown bat, occultist, alchemist, aspiring potion maker, least but not last, poet.
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