East of the Sun, West of the Moon

Sharing my love of folklore, mythology, fantasy, literature, music, art history, medieval studies, prehistory, shamanism, animals, and nature. I am forever longing for the lands of the North...the lakes, the forests, the midnight sun, and the lights that flicker in the dark winter sky.

”The women are the strong ones” whispered George R. R. Martin as he wrote an entire series about how powerful men’s poor handling of their extremely tedious manpain fucks up the lives of literally EVERY SINGLE PERSON around them.

(Source: abitharpish, via bgona)

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