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the library harlot


Oneironaut. 23.

Part-time philosopher.
Full-time adventurer.
Raconteur. Fabulist.
Storyteller.
Scruffy-looking pagan feminist roleplayer
with very little time for bullshit.
Impractical and fabulous.

Writer of words, singer of songs



Sidebar image:
Athena, photographed
by Madame Yevonde
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Death doesn’t exist. It never did, it never will. But we’ve drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we’ve got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.

— RIP Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes (via shadesofbrixton)