"We had to throw rocks. I told her to run, to go be free, that I didn’t want her anymore. There were other wolves for her to play with, we heard them howling, and Jory said the woods were full of game, so she’d have deer to hunt. Only she kept following and finally we had to throw rocks. I hit her twice. She whined and looked at me and I felt so ‘shamed, but it was right, wasn’t it? The queen would have killed her."

Better to have both arms. Can’t do a lot with one, you know?

  snowpiercer  

"I come from under the hill, and under the hills and over the hills my paths led."

hobbitses, for iamckellen

thebagginsofbagend:

The Gods give with one hand and take with the other.

notahammer:

I don't know if I can do that.

When I look around, I see that everyone’s the protagonist of their own story. And the thing about stories is that not all of them have a happy ending. But some do.

valomqar:

"The red priestess was fire, and her hair was blood and flame”.

melisandre - requested by imkylejohntaylor

The Mummy (1999)

  the mummy  

Sing me a song of a lass that is gone…

  outlander