chaliceandsword:

here’s my take on himalayan pink salt: it tends to be listed  as associated with love and friendship and positivity because it’s pink, but do you know why it is pink? because of the high iron content in it. iron, as in blood and rusted swords. think of it: blood salts. warding against fae tricksters, perhaps a blood substitute for some workings, an ingredient for binding oaths and for curses, a powerful but personal protector. strength, revenge, rawness. nothing wrong with the original associations, just a thought. i personally wouldn’t consider it as strong a purifier/energetic cleanser due to iron technically being an impurity.

brendanthesalty:

Me whenever The Gaming Industry announces yet another multiplayer-only action game with a quirky pseudo-Overwatch art style devoid of story or the ability to play the game in an enjoyable manner unless you have half a dozen online friends who are somehow supposed to synchronize their lives, jobs and free time with me for our full “shared world live service experience”:

@xbrierxrose

“Are you surprised to see me still alive? The rumors you’ve heard were lies.”

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Myrcella spoke, turning to face the other to revel her scarred face and marred ear, a reminder of the harshness of life, of what the life of a royal could do to one. “I’m alive and well. An you, Maregary, you seem well enough off. How is my dear brother?”