What happens if you suspend a flux capacitor in ectoplasm and zap it with 1.21 gigawatts from a proton gun?
George R. R. Martin on fantasy: “It is as alive as dreams are alive, more real than real.”
Warning
When riding on the back of a snow dragon, praying for your life is not recommended. Snow dragons are easily irritated by nonsensical droning, and your God would probably not have enough time to save you from the swift whip of its icy tail anyway.

Is it okay to love an author’s work even if his politics make you want to drown him in a slough of dead newts?
Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the snow.
Margaret Atwood (via itsneverwritteninstone) (via bananachocopancakes)
“And heeya is my resplendent time machine… with which I shall now travel back 30 seconds to start this introduction for the third time, for I have OCD and am having quite some trouble beginning…”
Barrelchest
The bear, jaw broken and fur matted with fire clay, stood up on its trembling hind legs and stared into the eyes of the unicorn. “I am a son of the great king who slew your mother. I have come to eat of your flesh and crush your horn to white sand.” The unicorn trembled, but stood her ground. “But I will not do so this day,” continued the bear, dropping to all fours, “for there are only three of your kind left, and even a ruffian like me can recognize beauty that should never be extinguished.”
If I was an ant I’d live in a city of antique perfume bottles like these.
Just Before She Went Bad
To be a child undoing the stars
Or a monster overturning cars,
I’d take any life of whimsy
Over that of plain ol’ Lindsey.




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