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“Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers. Real gods require blood.” -  Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God #book #quotes

“Half gods are worshipped in wine and flowers.” - Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God "I'm going to require blood.

From Hades to Persephone-by Lee Ann Schaffer

It is said that Hades abducted Persephone. But who had kidnapped his heart? Who was kidnapped and who was the kidnapper, Persephone, Lady of Spring and Summer, Lady of the Underworld? Lady of Hades' heart.

He offered me a gun, but I refused. After all, you don't need a weapon when you were born one - Blaise

"Anyone can wield a weapon of wood, steel, or carven stone," His green eyes swept over to her in a smooth, steady glance. "But it is rare indeed for one to wield his own greatest weapon.

Burning it down

Florence + The Machine - Seven Devils I love how the backing music echoes traditionally scary music

"I don't want this anymore." The man who was barely more than a boy swallowed, his molten eyes begging. "Please take it away." --Coryn

" The man who was barely more than a boy swallowed, his molten eyes begging." --Coryn<---O.

"Well somebody has a flair for the dramatic," whispered Angel as they crept down the hallway. But Gunner had a sick feeling whoever had painted that graffiti was telling the truth.

Image Prompt: Ominous writings on the tunnel wall of an abandoned mental institution. Well thats disturbing

All the ladies in this fic are ready to whoop some ass

Medea, women with ancient anger, cruelty of a goddess in their hearts, burn down your kingdoms

Now I am free, and flowers will grow from my bones

"You weren't the first," a pitying smile touched her lips as she patted the man's cheek, "you won't be the last either.

❛ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ ᶰᵒᵗˑ ʷʰʸ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏˀ ᶤᵗ’ˢ ˢᵒ ᵒᵛᵉʳʳᵃᵗᵉᵈˑ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᶤᵍʰ ᵐᵒʳᵃˡ ᵍʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᶤˢ ʷᵃʸ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˢᵃᵗᶤˢᶠʸᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵒʳˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵃᶤᶰᵇᵒʷ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵍᵃᶻᶤᶰᵍ ᵘᵖᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᶜᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵒᶰᵉˢˑ ❜

{I am the cloud that blocks the sun. I am the siren that drowns out the screams. I am the endless laughter at your pain. I am the apathy to your misery. I am everything you are afraid you are. I am the HER ;

You are a weapon. Titanium

"A weapon, not a weepon." He knocked an open fist lightly against my shoulder. "You're okay. You can do this.

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