James and Elizabeth’s Last Goodbye (Part 1 of 2)
Man does not live only in the empirical. We must seek the ephemeral, or why live?
"Have you ever seen a little girl run so fast she falls down? There’s an instant, a fraction of a second before the world catches hold of her again…
A moment when she’s outrun every doubt and fear she’s ever had about herself and she flies.
In that one moment, every little girl flies.” - Carol Danvers
Captain Marvel the Movie
Coming never
How to break Laney in two words: Mention Walter Blythe.
OBERYN MOTHERFUCKING MARTELL RIGHT HERE
favorite little ouat cast things: michael raymond james “stealing” his way onto the scene
Graham Humbert in Once Upon a Time 2x17
It is early morning when her lord father receives word of her future lord husband’s imminent arrival.
Her lord husband.
Roslin Frey, soon to be Roslin Stark, the Queen in the North and Lady of Winterfell, has no idea whether to scream out of relief or weep for joy or sob in fear.
She does a mixture of all three.
For the millionth time, she tests her name on her lips: Roslin Stark. Roslin Stark. Roslin Stark. Roslin Stark.
She is Roslin Stark, and she is about to make her great escape.
Robb Stark is very thankful that his mother had reminded him to send word to Lord Walder that his arrival was imminent. ‘Your wife will like it,’ she had whispered as she kissed him on the forehead, as always, before he went to sleep.
Some things never change.
He wondered if his lord father had ever written to his lady mother when he was off on campaign. They had truly loved each other. Robb wanted a marriage like that. One full of loyalty and trust and kindness and many children.
They weren’t too far away now. Grey Wind yipped cheerfully beside him.
Robb took that as a good omen for things to come.