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Here Lies Baspho Daltuan
XIVth King of Hyrule
May Din grant strength to his sons
May Nayru grant guidance to his daughters
May Farore grant bravery to his people
On the day of her coronation, Princess Zelda grieved alone in the dim light of the crypt - for her father, and for her final moments of solitude.
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su palettes / made of love / #953640
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Link riding Epona on the beach in The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Ages (2001) and, sixteen years later, in The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild (2017).
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So I rewatched Ocean Gem..
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Adele for TIME Magazine – December 2015
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DOCTOR WHO/LES MISERABLES CROSSOVER - The Doctor and Amy travel to 1832 and get caught up in the Paris uprising.
"They were always meant to die. Their deaths at the barricade were a fixed point. But I met a man, years before this happened, and through him, through everything he did, every choice he made, time spared one of those boys."
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“Mother,” I slowly repeated in Korean. “I am not a boy. I am a girl. I am transgender.” My face reddened, and tears blurred my vision. I braced myself for her rejection and the end to a relationship that had only begun.
Silence again filled the room. I searched my mother’s eyes for any signs of shock, disgust or sadness. But a serene expression lined her face as she sat with ease on the couch. I started to worry that my words had been lost in translation. Then my mother began to speak.
“Mommy knew,” she said calmly through my friend, who looked just as dumbfounded as I was by her response. “I was waiting for you to tell me.”
“What? How?”
“Birth dream,” my mother replied. In Korea some pregnant women still believe that dreams offer a hint about the gender of their unborn child. “I had dreams for each of your siblings, but I had no dream for you. Your gender was always a mystery to me.”
I wanted to reply but didn’t know where to begin. My mother instead continued to speak for both of us. “Hyun-gi,” she said, stroking my head. “You are beautiful and precious. I thought I gave birth to a son, but it is OK. I have a daughter instead.”
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Thonis-Heracleion (the Egyptian and Greek names of the city) is a city lost between legend and reality. Before the foundation of Alexandria in 331 BC, the city knew glorious times as the obligatory port of entry to Egypt for all ships coming from the Greek world. It had also a religious importance because of the temple of Amun, which played an important role in rites associated with dynasty continuity. The city was founded probably around the 8th century BC, underwent diverse natural catastrophes, and finally sunk entirely into the depths of the Mediterranean in the 8th century AD. (via)
Source: abandonedography.com
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Nikki S. Lee
(born Lee Seung-Hee, 1970, Korea) in her Projects, in which she spent several weeks assimilating into a cultural group and has someone take her photo within the group. Her identities in these projects traverses age, race, and social classes.
pictured here: The Ohio Project, The Stripper Project, The Lesbian Project, The Tourist Project, The Hispanic Project, The Hip Hop Project.
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Earth, Jupiter and Venus from the skyline of Mars!
incredible.
theresafoxinmyteacup
my heart feels like it’s going to explode. oh my god, this is absolutely incredible.
I don’t understand how people can look at these photos and be like “meh, whatever”.
highfunctioning-homosapien
It will always be insanely cool. I mean that is our planet. From ANOTHER FUCKING PLANET.
frankthegiantbunnyrabbit
in complete awe
squibsays
It’s absolutely surreal.
all-those-open-miles
That’s insane…
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Half the harm that is done in this word Is due to people who want to feel important. They don’t mean to do harm — but the harm does not interest them. Or they do not see it, or they justify it Because they are absorbed in the endless struggle To think well of themselves.
— from ‘The Cocktail Party’ by T.S. Eliot
Source: shelightsupwell