For in dreams, we enter a world that is entirely our own. Let him swim in the deepest ocean or glide over the highest cloud.
i imagine severus snape going to the afterlife and seeing lily for the first time and he’s all happy but then lily starts repeatedly kicking snape in the shins and screeching “how dare you treat my son that way" and that’s basically their relationship for all eternity
That which Voldemort does not value, he takes no trouble to comprehend.
I’m miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms
I thought this was going to be educational…. it was
It’s effortlessly cultivated a crackerjack sense of ensemble play—to the point where celebrating a single member of the cast is absurd. Brooklyn Nine-Nine couldn’t build one of the best first seasons in recent memory (there’s a more accurate superlative) on the back of one character or one actor. If it took such a short time for Brooklyn Nine-Nine to get this good, and it continues to improve, imagine how good it’ll be a year from now. (X)
There are those who say fate is something beyond our command. That destiny is not our own, but I know better. Our fate lives within us, you only have to be brave enough to see it.
#okay#so in one little exchange#edmund shuts down miraz’s attempt to patronize him#corrects his knowledge#states that he is king and thus miraz’s equal#makes a witty joke about his title of the Just that sails right over miraz’s head#humbly affirms peter’s higher authority#and finishes off by making miraz look like an idiot#in under a minute he reverses and takes control of the entire discussion#as easily and casually as if he’s having a chat with reepicheep#lewis says that he was the diplomat-king#and my headcanon is that he was head of narnian espionage as well#because look at this boy#how he dances with words#how he masters men three times his age#and tell me he wouldn’t be absolutely LETHAL