I really loved the panning scene at the beginning of Off Colors.
It took forever but I edited it together in this one really, really, really long image. There camera was zooming as well as panning so it’s not perfect and that really bothers me but it’s all breathtaking nonetheless!
“My motivation might seem trivial compared to yours, But I can’t lose, either. I have to live up to the hopes of those who supported me. That declaration of war you gave earlier… I’ll return that. I will beat you, too!”
…Some things can’t be measured by time. Ask me an hour from now. Ask me a month from now. A year, ten years, a lifetime. The way I love you will outlast every calendar, clock, and every toll of every bell that will ever be cast. —Lisa Kleypas
In my stars I am above thee, but be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ‘em. Thy Fates open their hands. Let thy blood and spirit embrace them. (William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night.)
Arya stared at the Myrish priest, all shaggy hair and pink rags and bits of old armor. Grey stubble covered his cheeks and the sagging skin beneath his chin. He did not look much like the wizards in Old Nan’s stories, but even so…