bones, ashes, and empty houses
ana (18): harry potter, sherlock, doctor who, supernatural, merlin
If you listen carefully you can hear the sound of me falling in love with Carey Mulligan.
- “What do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods.” {04/07}
(♔)
You’re a mother, aren’t you? There’s kindness in your eyes.
And sadness. But a ferocity too.
“Lily. Lovely Lily. She was exceedingly bright… your mother. Even more impressive when one considers she was Muggle-born.”
I got awarded for this and I’m very proud, but I’m pretty sure I botched the translation.
Anyways, it’s here if you want to read it.
I won’t be around much for the next couple of weeks because I have a lot of exams and next week we start school in the afternoon (and that’s truly awful):
To the right
To the left
We will fight till death
Till the Edge of the Earth
It’s a Brave New World
From the last to the first
Your laws of physics are my bed time stories.
I may or may not have given Schrödinger
A nudge to the right direction.
