#amande

Mon cerveau a beau être dans un mauvais état, mon âme, elle, est intacte, grâce à la chaleur de ces mains qui me tenaient de chaque côté.

Mais les livres ne font pas de bruit. Ils restent silencieux jusqu'à ce qu'on en tourne les pages. A cet instant-là, les histoires s'en échappent, calmement, fourmillant de détails, juste assez à la fois pour que je puisse les recevoir.

forget if ive posted this before but marion asks amande if he would still love him if he were a worm and amande almost starts crying being like of course mare of course I would still love you there is nothing in this world you could do that would make me not love you oh my god im a monster what have I done to make you think otherwise

Les yeux de dieu de la grotte de Prohodna en Bulgarie

As someone with a roommate with insanely long hair who used to have insanely long hair myself I feel like I should have realized sooner how much loose hair is strewn around the Emeric-Marion household like not a single inch of that floor is going to be clean it has to be swept daily to avoid the strands sticking to everything Marion consistently finds long black strands stuck to his tunics but when he bitches to Emeric about it Emeric just holds up one single damning red strand and Marions mouth clicks shut

L’amlou