All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Zenith Beach, Australia
I need to remember these sometimes.
BEST WITH HEADPHONES
The creativity of this fandom will never cease to amaze me.
Tangled themed rooms at Tokyo Disneyland Hotel
My second fan art in the style of the official art of ‘A Sister more Like Me’. Anna this time!
Full view: here
Water on a superhydrophobic surface in slow motion [x]Repost for Eye Candy
This guys has made a TARDIS that is bigger on the inside