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“They kicked me to the head of the stairs, and stretched me over a guard-bench, pommelling me. Two knelt on my ankles, bearing down on the back of my knees, while two more twisted my wrists till they cracked, and then crushed them and my neck against the wood.

To keep my mind in control I numbered the blows, but after twenty lost count, and could feel only the shapeless weight of pain, not tearing claws, for which I had prepared, but a gradual cracking apart of my whole being by some too-great force whose waves rolled up my spine till they were pent within my brain, to clash terribly together.


After the corporal ceased, the men took up, very deliberately, giving me so many, and then an interval, during which they would squabble for the next turn, ease themselves, and play unspeakably with me


At last when I was completely broken they seemed satisfied. Somehow I found myself off the bench, lying on my back on the dirty floor, where I snuggled down, dazed, panting for breath, but vaguely comfortable. I had strung myself to learn all pain until I died, and no longer actor, but spectator, thought not to care how my body jerked and squealed.

I remembered the corporal kicking with his nailed boot to get me up; and this was true, for next day my right side was dark and lacerated, and a damaged rib made each breath stab me sharply. I remembered smiling idly at him, for a delicious warmth, probably sexual, was swelling through me: and then that he flung up his arm and hacked with the full length of his whip into my groin. This doubled me half-over, screaming, or, rather, trying impotently to scream, only shuddering through my open mouth. One giggled with amusement. A voice cried, ‘Shame, you’ve killed him’. Another slash followed. A roaring, and my eyes went black: while within me the core of Me seemed to heave slowly up through the rending nerves, expelled from its body by this last indescribable pang.

By the bruises perhaps they beat me further: but I next knew that I was being dragged about by two men, each disputing over a leg as though to split me apart: while a third man rode me astride. It was momently better than more flogging.

I was feeling very ill, as though some part of me had gone dead that night in Deraa, leaving me maimed, imperfect, half myself. It could not have been the defilement, for no one ever held the body in less honour than I did myself: probably it had been the breaking of the spirit by that frenzied nerve-shattering pain, which had degraded me to beast level when it made me grovel to it, and which had journeyed with me since, a fascinatiоn and terror and morbid desire, lascivious and vicious, perhaps, but like the striving of a moth towards its flame.”

-T.E. Lawrence, Seven Pillars of Wisdom (Chapter LXXX)


That’s cold Tim…(¬‿¬)…hehe this was too fun to make. I hope you like it! ;) I’m sorry Jack!!! (•́ㅿ•̀)  


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In over 30 years from now on you will be living your adult life. You will have kids and a husband and a job and your fangirl / fanboy time will be over. Of course you will remember how it was to be obsessed with all those actors, singers, bands, authors, you tubers but with your life style you won’t have time to really take a moment to think about all this.
Then one morning you’re driving home from work.
You put on the car radio and suddenly you hear the reporter mentioning the name of a certain actor, band member , author or any other celebrity who influenced your life in your teenange years.
You will think back to how you used to listen to their music, have a fan account for them, reblog every single post about them on tumblr. How you used to freak out when a new movie featuring them was about to come out, or their new book, how you were dreaming of meeting them. How they inspired you and helped you to find yourself.
And right when you are thinking about them a small smile spreads on your face and then you hear three words following their name. “Has passed away.”
And you just park your car in the nearest place and sit there in silence and take a moment till tears start streaming down your face, memories all that those people who played such a big role in your life left.

Much like the first time they had met in Aria’s home, Dante was exploring Dominic’s home. Now that he was back, there was a lot of business Dante needed to take care of, and his first priority was dealing with Dominic. Of course, there was still a lot that needed to be done before he could finish his plan but that didn’t mean he couldn’t stop by for a chat. After all, it was Dominic’s ex that put Dante in the bracelet. Hearing the front door open, he waited until Dominic rounded the corner into his line of sight before speaking. “Miss me, sweetheart?” @dominiclawrence

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Leo Sun / dignified, courageous, ambitious, playful, demanding, self-centered

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Virgo Mercury / perfectionist, logical, critical, adaptable

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Leo Venus / warm-hearted, spontaneous, ardent, affectionate, loyal, generous, honest, charming

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Cancer Jupiter / peaceful, friendly, patriotic

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Capricorn Saturn / ambitious, self-controlled, patient, hard-working

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Upon arriving at Mystic Falls, Dante was excited to discover the state of the town after Lucifer’s little event. He knew it brought upon some death. The biggest one he heard, whispered among the citizens and on everyone’s mind, was the death of Stefan Salvatore, and the Lawrence brother that killed him. Dominic Lawrence. Dante heard about his deal, of how he wished to possess the same powers as the brother he was jealous of. How he had turned towards dark magic. Dante didn’t expect him to be in the town, least of all the most hated person in it. Now that Dante had control over his contract, he was hoping to have some fun with his ‘client’ before he had to die painfully at the mouth of some hellhounds. But it seemed Dominic wanted to bring that contract to an end faster than Dante liked.

A few days after his arrival into town, Dante had managed to find where Dominic was living. He broke in when Dominic was out and started snooping around while he waited for his return. He had found some liquor and poured himself a glass when he heard the front door open. He hid in the shadows until it was revealed to be Dominic and he stepped towards him, still holding the glass. “You would think Mystic Falls’ most wanted would have some better security.” 

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Synopsis: Fear gas hits, and Gen returns to her favorite place.
Date: October 31, 2017
Location: Harrington Residence
Characters Mentioned: Sam Winchester, Jonas, Damon Salvatore, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Dominic Lawrence
Word Count: 657
Trigger Warnings: Violence, animal abuse, nonconsensual touching, blood, death

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Dominicans worldwide celebrate the 800th jubilee of the approval of the Order of Preachers (Nov. 7, 2015 until Jan. 21, 2017). The Dominicans are also known as the Hounds of the Lord because of a dream that St. Dominic’s mother had when she was pregnant with him. That is also the iconic symbol of the Dominican: a dog with a flaming torch in its mouth. St. Dominic’s mother dreamed of a dog that sets the fields on fire. Her spiritual director told her the dream meant “her son will set the world on fire with God’s love.”

Photos: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9  from @lawrenceop (Fr. Lawrence Lew)

Thank you God for St. Dominic and all the Dominicans!