and sometimes? even the gods prayed to her.

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Yes, your Majesty.

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↣ “ There was once a rich man whose wife lay sick, and when she felt her end drawing near she called to her only daughter to come near her bed, and said, “Dear child, be good and pious, and God will always take care of you, and I will look down upon you from heaven, and will be with you.” And then she closed her eyes and died. The maiden went every day to her mother’s grave and wept, and was always pious and good.  “ [source] ↢

↣ “ There was once upon a time an old Queen whose husband had been dead for many years, and she had a beautiful daughter. When the Princess grew up she was betrothed to a Prince who lived at a great distance. When the time came for her to be married, and she had to journey forth into the distant kingdom, the aged Queen packed up for her many costly vessels of silver and gold, and trinkets also of gold and silver, and cups and jewels; in short, everything which appertained to a royal dowry, for she loved her child with all her heart. “ [source] ↢

↣ “ The roses from the gutter bloomed in at the open windows, and there were the small children’s 18 chairs, and Kay and Gerda sat down on them and held each other’s hands – they had forgotten like some heavy dream the cold empty magnificence of the Snow Queen’s palace.  “ [source] ↢

↣ “ He had danced with fair maidens before, but Odette was different. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was something in her eyes and in the things she said, an intelligence and a boldness that belied her quiet demeanor. “ [source] ↢

HOGWARTS HOUSES:           Or perhaps in Slytherin                                              You’ll make your real friends,                                        Those cunning folks use any means                                                   To achieve their ends.

- albus dumbledore

So this is how LIBERTY dies… with thunderous applause.

get to know me meme [3/5] favorite movies = the hunger games i drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there’s no relief in waking. better not to give in to it. it takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.

The Martyr of Solway [detail] by John Everett Millais