klaudia | poland
nothing is as eloquent as nothing
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This is the revolution, and you are the mockingjay.


remind you of anyone, mary?

insp. by x


 “There are a hundred kinds of grass out there, grasses as yellow as lemon and as dark as indigo, blue grasses and orange grasses and grasses like rainbows. Down in the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai, they say there are oceans of ghost grass, taller than a man on horseback with stalks as pale as milkglass. It murders all other grass and glows in the dark with the spirits of the damned. The Dothraki claim that someday ghost grass will cover the entire world, and then all life will end.”

That thought gave Dany the shivers. “I don’t want to talk about that now,” she said. “It’s so beautiful here, I don’t want to think about everything dying.”

we are the guardians

Any ideas?

Eight, so far.


(x) and (x)



Artist  UnknownYoung The Giant    Title  UnknownCough Syrup    Album  UnknownYoung The Giant