Hello I'm Anna. 22. from London,England.
University Student:
Studying English Language & Literature

History meme

5/10 gods and goddeses

Artemis

Virgin goddess of the hunt, wilderness, animals, young girls, childbirth and plague. In later times she became associated with the moon. She is the daughter of Zeus and and Leto, and twin sister of Apollo. In art she was often depicted as a young woman dressed in a short knee-length chiton and equipped with a hunting bow and a quiver of arrows. Her attributes include hunting spears, animal pelts, and other wild animals. Her sacred animals are deer, bears, and wild boars. Diana was her Roman counterpart. (x)

filmwitches:

True magic is neither black, nor white - it’s both because nature is both. Loving and cruel, all at the same time. The only good or bad is in the heart of the witch. Life keeps a balance on its own.

The Craft (1996)

samheughan:

outlander, episodes i-viii intertitles

A Détacher Spring/Summer 2015 Beauty Details, NYFW.

Sansa Stark ± favourite outfits (requested by vicomtesse)

period drama + seaside

the-writers-ramblings:

mythology series  helios’ granddaughter medea [Μήδεια]

well, love was kind for a time
now just aches and it makes me blind

this mirror holds my eyes too bright
i can’t see the others in my life

were we too young? our heads too strong?
to bear the weight of these lover’s eyes
‘cause i feel numb, beneath your tongue
beneath the curse of these lover’s eyes

but do not ask the price i paid
i must live with my quiet rage
tame the ghosts in my head
that run wild and wish me dead

should you shake my ash to the wind
lord, forget all of my sins
oh, let me die where i lie
‘neath the curse of my lover’s eyes

‘cause there’s no drink or drug i’ve tried
to rid the curse of these lover’s eyes

thewritersramblings:

literature series  gwenhwyfar

then, in the boyhood of the year,
sir lancelot and queen guinevere
rode thro’ the coverts of the deer,
with blissful treble ringing clear.
she seem’d a part of joyous spring:
a gown of grass-green silk she wore,
buckled with golden clasps before;
a light-green tuft of plumes she bore
closed in a golden ring.

as she fled fast thro’ sun and shade,
the happy winds upon her play’d
blowing the ringlet from the braid:
she look’d so lovely, as she sway’d
the rein with dainty finger-tips,
a man had given all other bliss, 
and all his worldly worth for this,
to waste his whole heart in one kiss
upon her perfect lips.

requested by beltran-fae

Marie Antoinette (2006)