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even if we go for the safe option here and succeed, it’ll mean we haven’t changed.
besides, life’s a bore when you don’t challenge yourself and those around you to become better, so fly high!😁🧡
e aí muonas, bore fazer um rolezinho leve? hoje tem setzinho meu e da @sailormila na #feiratupissai 🫰🏾
Buhru Leader (Tauulo) Lore Posted by LoR NA Facebook
Change is motion - motion is change. Tauulo once bore a different likeness, and the certainty of a future as Truthbearer. When tested, however, Truthbearer was determined not to be his fate, and he suddenly felt adrift.
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“A crown of steel he bore, but between rim and robe naught was there to see.”
my interpretation of the Witch King of Angmar in Renaissance religious art style! 🖤💀🗡
#witchkingofangmar #lotr #witchking #lordoftherings #nazgul
Sharovipteryx was a bizarre reptile known from Triassic rocks in Kyrgyzstan. It had incredibly long legs that bore wing membranes that allowed Sharovipteryx to glide from branch to branch.
https://t.co/nsfOSXf7nc
Illustration by @CorbinRainbolt
#paleontology #fossils
An editorial I did previously. I won’t bore you with the meaning… you can interpret it as you please.
#Editorial #digitalillustration #JoJosBizzareAdventure
Unstoppable
The legend has that it's impossible to stop him. He likes to take different voyager and explore unknown territories. It is said doing the same kind of things bore him. Turned out his boredom made him unstoppable.
Also check out the size of these things compared to relatively modern bullets, one on the left id 17thC full bore musket, right is a US 30-06 from WW2. Shot is bigger but muzzle velocity c. 475m per sec, 30-06 muzzle velocity c. 807 m per sec
Ever wanted to have insufferable power-scaling arguments about which indie superhero could low-diff which with your friends until they bore a hole in your skull in anger?
Well how’s your chance!
I made this using a rad template created by @incandescencecomics!
In that vast shadow once of yore Fingolfin stood: his shield he bore with field of heaven's blue and star of crystal shining pale afar. Lay of Leithian canto XII artist Guillem Pongi.
I was reading about how there was a belief among ancient Greeks that lambs could grow from the ground like weeds, and a later similar myth arose of a tree which bore lambs in its boughs. I think a fun approach for fantasy is finding old nonsense like this and playing it straight.