ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛs ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴜs ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ.
ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴇɴᴜs. ᴍᴇʀᴄᴜʀʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʟɪғᴇsᴘᴀɴ ᴛʀɪᴘʟᴇᴅ. Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇs. ᴡᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʟᴀxʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀs. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ﹕ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴇᴏɴs ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ɢᴜʟғs ᴏғ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ. ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇs ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴀɢᴇ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ, ᴛʜɪs ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴜs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.
ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟsᴏ ᴀ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ.
It was so pink it didn’t even look real
At age nine, Robert Lutece informs his mother that he plans to become a scientist. She smoothes his hair back and kisses his forehead and tells him that he is the most intelligent boy in the world – that for him, nothing is impossible. The world is his oyster. For his birthday he receives a high-quality microscope and a bookshelf brimming with brand new science textbooks.
At age nine, Rosalind Lutece informs her mother that she plans to become a scientist. Her mother laughs and pats her on the shoulder – tells her that laboratories are hardly the place for a young lady like herself. Science is dangerous work, after all. Bold aspirations are unseemly. For her birthday she receives a new pair of shoes and a green ribbon for her hair, which she promptly throws in the garbage.
The only difference between them is a chromosome, Rosalind says. But a chromosome, it seems, can make all the difference in the world.
quiet focus: songs for late night work and sleepy dreaming, featuring lorde, phosphorescent & gabrielle aplin. listen here
Everything is permitted? I like the sound of that.
Champion: An honor unique to the Free Marches. It is not an appointment that can be sought. It cannot be owned or willed, and the process by which it is bestowed is not argued through policy or guile. It is earned with blood and sweat and leadership in times of great turmoil. Always worthy, as their deeds are of true importance a champion is greeted no by debate, but by nods of reverence.
Sarcasm. Makin’ progress.
Skies of Skyrim