the golden raven.

it was incredibly poetic of nora to begin andreil’s storyline with andrew hitting neil with a racquet and ending it with andrew protecting neil from being hit with a racquet.

andrew wakes up everyday smug as hell knowing he bagged the man who said he doesn’t swing. he knows he won the lottery of a lifetime.

troops hear me out. andrew has a few tiny moles on his neck whereas neil has a couple on his hips. they kiss each other like cartographers; using moles as landmarks, like they’re memorising constellations.

can you believe that neil ‘runs straight into danger’ josten and andrew ‘is the danger’ minyard are in love?

it’s “jean grabbing jeremy’s chin” and “andrew grabbing neil’s neck” against the world.

the release of the golden raven overshadowing kevin’s birthday? second most symbolic thing nora has done. now that’s poetic cinema.