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i think abt the part in the golden compass where it was noted that if your daemon chose to assume the form of a fish or some kind of ocean dwelling creature you could never leave the water again. at best you could dock, maybe walk a bit away from the shore, but that's it. chained to the water because your physical soul form commands it.

is love devotion? is love attachment? is love being bonded so firmly to something that it consumes you? when your daemon chooses it's final form do you weep with joy or fear?

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

please invent an imaginary friend to go to a museum with this winter please for the love of all things holy

i think one of the very best parts of daemonism is how comforting it is. it's genuinely so nice to know that no matter what, no matter where you are, what youre going through, you will always have someone there with you. someone who truly, fundamentally understands you in a way that is impossible for any other human being to. that no matter what experience you're having, they will be there, experiencing it too, right by your side