#immortal

And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#lothaire #dreams

Think then what it is to live on here eternally and yet be human; to age in soul and see our beloved die and pass to lands whither we may not hope to follow; to wait while drop by drop the curse of the long centuries falls upon our imperishable being, like water slow dripping on a diamond that it cannot wear, till they be born anew forgetful of us, and again sink from our helpless arms into the void unknowable. ↗

— H. Rider Haggard

#age

Allow this poem to carry you beyond yourself, transcending your mortal flesh as you wed yourself with the potentially infinite. ↗

— Peter Davis

#immortality #infinite #art

He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I'm-pure-trouble-and-you're-gonna-love-it kind of attitude. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#attitude #gabby #karen-marie-moning #the-immortal-highlander #attitude

When she scooped up her clothes, opened his door, then snapped her fingers for a guard down the hall, Wroth watched like a bystander. “Pssst. Minion. I need these laundered. Very little starch. Don’t just stand there gawking or you’ll anger my good frenemy General Wroth. We’re like this.” He couldn’t see her but knew she was twining two fingers together. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #lore #myst #nikolai-wroth