"From beasts we scorn as soulless,
in forest, field and den,
the cry goes up to witness,
the soullessness of men"
-M. Frida Hartley
|I look just like Jon Snow here, haha!! Game of Thrones Season 3, please come soon.|
|Winter jacket, gloves and tights are from mom, biker boots are my sister's, dress is also second hand and the bag is from Lindex, I think. |
Silver jewelry (not really visible here) from MoonRavenDesigns and Fashionology.
I've been visiting my childhood home with my sister for a few days now, and will depart for my own home tomorrow. My dear mom was kind enough to snap these winter stroll outfit pics for me although she pretty much hates being on both sides of the camera! For starters I'd like to highlight that the collar in the jacket is 100% fake. I would NEVER wear genuine fur, not even in vintage. Never. The jacket is made of recycled wool and polyester and I got it from my mom through H&M's discount rack. So I guess double thanks to her are in order. ♥
And now for my other subject.
Something horrible happened in this town a while ago, something that makes my blood boil like hellfire. And I wish to share the cause of this feeling, regardless of usually keeping this blog mainly for shallow things.
Some local hunters were caught red-handed by the law while illegally preparing to kill wolves. You know, those painfully beautiful and wise animals that have every right to coexist in this northern land. This however happens to be something many people in my country can't understand. Innocent wolves are slaughtered day by day, merely for the nudges of fear in the feeble hearts of men. While fighting against poachers in other countries I almost forgot how this happens in my own one as well! It's tragic to witness how homo sapiens hasn't evolved from the caveman days, but still trembles in the unnecessary fear and scorn towards other animals, reaching for security in guns because their closed minds can't wrap around the beauty and diversity of nature. No creature is as dangerous as a human suffering from fear.
There's no reason to hunt these magnificent beasts to the brink of extinction (there's only about 120 individuals left here!), there's nothing that could ever justify this persecution. Makes me ashamed to belong to this race, but I still hope that some day compassion and a wider form of intelligence will reach these people, I do. I just wish I could do more to help.
My rant, for now, ends here. I wish you all a good and peaceful night,
and I hope that the future generations might still be able to hear the wolf's howl slicing the air.