Women who want to understand magic…in between space and time. Just people, women. Chosen like you. When you learned to walk between worlds, you proved ready to join our Circle. 

Science and magic. Long ago, we of the Lake realized those two practices would eventually become one.

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.
Time is like the ancient Ouroboros. Time is fleeting moments, grains of sand passing through an hourglass. Time is the moments and events we so readily try to measure. But the ancient Ouroboros reminds us that in every moment, in every instant, in every event, is hidden the past, the present, and the future. Eternity is hidden in every moment. Every departure is at once a return, every farewell is a greeting, every return is a parting. Everything is simultaneously a beginning and an end.
—  Andrzej Sapkowski, The Lady of the Lake

Baby, I’m preying on you tonight

Hunt you down, eat you alive (…)

Maybe you think that you can hide

I can smell your scent from miles (…)

It’s like we can’t stop, we’re enemies (…)

You can pretend it’s meant to be, but you can’t stay away from me

Eredin & Ciri

thanks a million, dear anon!

I have no idea what “hot” means… *smiles ambiguously* I also like Ciredin (my very first otp… why? the answer is in “The Lady of the Lake”, feeeeeels) so I wholeheartedly understand you. :>

PS I will try to draw Iorweth and Saskia!

if people were elements,
then we are ice and fire.

your touch is frost upon my burning skin,
my breath melts your frozen heart.
your kiss is cool against my lips,
and my heat warms you all the way down
to the tips of your toes.

and although we could complement each other,
beckon the other away from the end of polarity
to come and meet in the middle,
too much of one

will eliminate the other.

—  and i’d never forgive myself if i caused your destruction, c.j.n.

Finally got my copy, 531 pages of sarcasm, heart ache, blasphemy, violence and life lessons ahead. What a great day to be alive.

IT’S GIANT AND I’M SO HAPPY, crazy how happy a book I haven’t even read can make me. ^^

Stoned love

Stop messing round with that fire,
Living like love is just a gun for hire,
Cos one moment its just messing round,
To your wiki saying she’s your spouse,
Oh but its not just girls,
Cos yeah one moment I was tearing off her blouse,
Now she says she’s living in my house,

Babe I know you said you’d never smoke pot,
Its just; that burned Like your first splif,
Now we just hanging around in the dark, you’re pale as a ghost.
Stop messing round now, cos am too stoned,
You’re know I can’t save you cos in this game am too gone,

She’s only seventeen, and thinks at sixteen am all there is,
But a degenerate kind, baby am definitely not what you need,
She wants to dance with devil, Mr brownstone is just grave,
Oh Y’know the drugs will drown her out, just too young,
Can’t believe this is my life, smoking and fucking in the back,

comment by AwakenMirror from Reddit

…Geralt’s and Yen’s story is the embodiment of the classic love that was destined to happen. Sapkowski combines this idea with the element of the Arthurian Avalon. The destined relationship of Yen and Geralt ends in the mythological land of the undying. Thus it doesn’t really matter if they live or die, because in the end they are way past the point of the question of mortality. With Ciri transporting them to Avalon they became the living tale. At the same time myth and reality in the Witcher world.
That’s basically what the entire story of Nimue is about, who after all is also a figure of the Arthurian legend.
And that was basically a short summary of why I consider Sapkowski’s novel cycle to be so excellent. In it’s full purpose it is so much more than just another high fantasy story.