Madness is a definite reality; it is not a dream, nor a hallucination.
It is a perspective of ones soul, to the illusions of the world and the evil of masked man.

To see that, there is no sane virtue, only chaos and a dead God.

Two souls are sometimes created together and in love before they’re born.
Magic is neither good nor evil. It is a tool, like a knife. Is a knife evil? Only if the wielder is evil,

chris0neal:

The axebearer #drawing

chris0neal:

The axebearer #drawing
Every adventure is worth its discomfort

arcaneimages:

The 7th Seal 

arcaneimages:

The 7th Seal 

thepiratedisco:

One Chance || Modest Mouse

This song has been stuck in my head for weeks.

Who can face the sea and not inherit its loneliness?

(Source: desterro, via noirsyndrome)

(Source: gentryfictives, via nymphiee)

She will hang the night with stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleanse me in great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.
All this time I drank you like the cure when maybe you were the poison.
[…] it is hard for me to be alone with my thoughts. They are not properly thoughts; they are memories which in my weakness haunt me and strangely move me.