The Hour

One finds tiny acts of rebellion where one can.


"Please don’t do this," he said. "Kestrel, you don’t know. You don’t understand."

"I see things quite clearly." She began to walk to meet her father, in whose eyes she had, at last, done something to make him proud.

"You don’t," Arin said.

She pretended not to hear him. She watched the white sky dissolve into snow and shiver apart over the laden sea. She felt icy sparks on her skin. The snow fell on her, it fell on him, but Kestrel knew that no single flake could ever  t o u c h  them both.

She didn’t look back when he spoke again.

"You don’t, Kestrel, even though the god of lies loves you."

How are you liking Jaime’s new hand?

"I’m very pleased with my golden hand. It’s easier than having the stump and various prosthetics. It was a challenge to find ways to hide my arm. Now this beautiful work of art hides my own hand, which gets really sweaty and disgusting. It’s a great, annoying obstacle to have."   Nikolaj Coster-Waldau

                                                      A l l i s o n ,  I love you.


Katlin Aas photographed by Benjamin Lennox for 032c Spring/Summer 2013.


Have you ever been in a genocide? I have. 

#utopia    #!!!!!!!!!!!!   


Valentino Haute Couture Fall 2014



No, I know what monsters are. You’re a victim.


Essentially I just want to keep getting better and better at my job, and I’ll do that by continuing to work with a wider group of people and on different projects and varying the things I do as much as I can. Success to me is if I can work for the rest of my life. That would be a good, successful life.