Eclipse, seen through the smoke of the wildfires near Sunset Point, just north of Phoenix, Arizona.
57. The sun turns black, | earth sinks in the sea,
The hot stars down | from heaven are whirled;
Fierce grows the steam | and the life-feeding flame,
Till fire leaps high | about heaven itself.58. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir,
The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free;
Much do I know, | and more can see
Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.- The Völuspá, translation by Henry Adams Bellows
Vinny Santorini (Atlantis: the Lost Empire) // We done a lot of things we’re not proud of. Robbing graves, eh, plundering tombs, double parking. But, nobody got hurt. Well, maybe somebody got hurt, but nobody we knew.
You got anything sporty, like a tuna?



