SÉNDER, BLOODY SÉNDER
This is my second submission to Neil Gaiman’s contest “A calendar of Tales”, to the November story.

I chose the November tale ‘cause it’s the month I was born and because I really loved that story. A girl burning memories into some kind of magic fire that reminds me to the phoenix bird. Also, November is a month of rain, grey skies and cold, and I think my drawing reflects this weather that I love so much.

A curiosity about the drawing is that I wasn’t intending to do a portrait of a real girl, she was just someone I made up, but I was listening to Veruca Salt while I was drawing and even I was surprised when I realized that the girl looks very alike of the lead singer of this band.

This is my second submission to Neil Gaiman’s contest “A calendar of Tales”, to the November story.

I chose the November tale ‘cause it’s the month I was born and because I really loved that story. A girl burning memories into some kind of magic fire that reminds me to the phoenix bird. Also, November is a month of rain, grey skies and cold, and I think my drawing reflects this weather that I love so much.

A curiosity about the drawing is that I wasn’t intending to do a portrait of a real girl, she was just someone I made up, but I was listening to Veruca Salt while I was drawing and even I was surprised when I realized that the girl looks very alike of the lead singer of this band.

That’s my submission to Neil Gaiman’s ’ A Calendar of Tales’, February.This month’s story is one of my favourites, but what I really loved was the feeling I got when I imagined this yellow girl surrounded by a black and white world, even when the story wasn’t about it. The powerful image created by Gaiman in this is stuck in my mind forever. And I think this represents February itself, the first spark of colour and life among an age of cold and darkness called winter.

That’s my submission to Neil Gaiman’s ’ A Calendar of Tales’, February.

This month’s story is one of my favourites, but what I really loved was the feeling I got when I imagined this yellow girl surrounded by a black and white world, even when the story wasn’t about it. The powerful image created by Gaiman in this is stuck in my mind forever. And I think this represents February itself, the first spark of colour and life among an age of cold and darkness called winter.

absurders:

‘Y así es como, en 1869, Dmitri Mendeleev completó la primera tabla periódica.’

absurders:

‘Y así es como, en 1869, Dmitri Mendeleev completó la primera tabla periódica.’

hellfurian:

Io Brimo, Io Aidonaia, Io Hekate of many names, lend Your attention to this rite! Come, Hekate, with bare breast writhed in serpents, your voice is the nocturnal bellowing of hounds and wolves, the dead flock to You, Unconquerable Queen who sets men free, attend here and rejoice in my sacrifice! Come crowned with the Dark Moon, Great Goddess of Nightly Sabbath, Goddess of the Wayside, brandish your dim lamps, the Giant Slayers, and move the cold earth and wind, specters howl lamentations for You! Your procession is heralded by singing dogs and the heavy chains of Kronos bound, sweet music echoing through Darkness! Three-faced Titaness, Goddess of Crossroads, may my invocation be worthy of You!

-Hellfurian Liontari

hellfurian:

Io Brimo, Io Aidonaia, Io Hekate of many names, lend Your attention to this rite! Come, Hekate, with bare breast writhed in serpents, your voice is the nocturnal bellowing of hounds and wolves, the dead flock to You, Unconquerable Queen who sets men free, attend here and rejoice in my sacrifice! Come crowned with the Dark Moon, Great Goddess of Nightly Sabbath, Goddess of the Wayside, brandish your dim lamps, the Giant Slayers, and move the cold earth and wind, specters howl lamentations for You! Your procession is heralded by singing dogs and the heavy chains of Kronos bound, sweet music echoing through Darkness! Three-faced Titaness, Goddess of Crossroads, may my invocation be worthy of You!


-Hellfurian Liontari

LOL

LOL

reaching-out-to-you:

I-I can’t even

reaching-out-to-you:

I-I can’t even

amamavas:

Manspider
No es tan divertido como podria haber parecido

amamavas:

Manspider

No es tan divertido como podria haber parecido

Eres la más grande, Summers. <3

Eres la más grande, Summers. <3

HODOR! HODOR HODOR!

HODOR! HODOR HODOR!