lonesome wanderer


A lonesome Trinket wandering the open beaches. I wonder why she’s looking so dejected? Did she lose something? Did she get into a fight? I guess those bottled messages haven’t been showing up lately. Maybe she’s just worried…

Sleepy Star struggling to keep it together for morning! She’s been up all night doing something but she wants to stay up just a little longer until she can get her favorite drink at Cafe Delights! Luckily for her it opens pretty early in the morning. Shouldn’t be too long now.

Cinders knows the perils that await him in the mountain range. But the itch is back and he needs to let his hooves wander a bit to satisfy the wanderlust. Don’t go Cinders, it’s too dangerous to out on your own like that! Listen to your own cutie mark!!

nym-wildseeker  asked:

A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte: Do you take time out of your day to kick back and relax? Where can people find you if so?

Even as lonesome wandering spirits haunted the shore and thundering ancients shook the earth to the west, Leshii’s slice of heaven in Lake Indu’Le was largely untouched by the world’s troubles… on the surface, anyway.

In a little dinghy with her daughter the dwarf lays back with a well-loved hat shielding her eyes from the crisp Northrend breeze. Thuella peered over the edge at the strange fish that pecked at their two poles, not too eager to be caught but too curious to leave the hooks alone.

It was a rare vacation, but one loved all the same.

Absolute peace was a day on the lake.

Thanks, @nym-wildseeker !

‘Sometimes,’ she whispered, 'Planets collide, stars fall from the sky, and lovers walk away from one another, and there’s nothing we can do about it. We’re just lonesome souls, wandering around on a speck of dust in a universe surrounded by nothing. We are nothing.’
—  R.G. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #75 (via indielove-writings)