#bookmemory

a blank look as they attempt to process what woe had just said to them, eyes blinking. one...two... there. watch as high elf smiles softly, gently tucks a strand of hair behind their ear. ❛ ...i don’t get that one a lot. ❜ hands take woe’s, gaze directed downwards as garment shifts when they move slightly. ❛ thank you, woe. i’m glad i met you too. we haven’t known each other long, but you’ve already done so much for me. thank you. really. ❜  

❛ you need to believe in yourself more. ❜ it’s said as a fact more than an opinion, head tilting slightly, ❛ expectations are high because you’ve earned them. you set them yourself. you did something to earn those expectations. you’re a natural born leader and peacemaker, woe. don’t sell yourself short. ❜

                ❛  ——— of course you do. ❜  his words were proceeded by a scoff, eyes rolling to match his disgusted demeanor. ❛  it’s the only life you’ve ever known. you can’t know how absolutely shitty it is until you actually LIVE another life. seriously. i mean, come on, how are you supposed to enjoy it if you don’t know anything about it ? ❜  

I didn’t really know what to post today because i am a bit unmotivated to take photos with this weather. I may sound crazy but i hate the summer! Photographically speaking, It flattens everything into a ball of lights and nature looks like a green/yellow bunch of nothing. Not to mention the heat and the sweat. So i thought about the Bronze Horseman by Paullina Simmons. I bought a new version last week, wrapped in a tornado of emotion. Seeing this book after so many years brings me back to the summer when i was 15 (sadly, almost 12 years ago). I had had a critic appendicitis 3 days before leaving for summer holiday with my family. My parents are cooks and had a restaurant so they very rarely had holidays. At that time, i remember, they hadn’t been on summer holiday for something like 4 years. And i was ruining it all. So we went to the hospital and the surgeon said: “let’s go to the operation theatre right now” but i refused because i didn’t want to ruin the party to my whole family. I risked my life and was sent home, against medical advice, with painkillers for horses and a list of meds to avoid the worst but it was high risk. But i am as stubborn as a rock and I don’t know how, i survived, my appendicites stabilized and we went on holiday. My mom had bought The Bronze Horseman and i had finished the books i had brought with me in 3 days so when she didn’t read, i started reading her book. Obviously, it was love at first chapter but we both wanted to finished it, so we did something i would never do to a book: we split it into chapter, tearing it apart so that we could both read it. the book was obviously destroyed and after we finished it we had a bunch of flying pages left. 12 years later, i wanted my mom to have it back and so this is a present for her. Do you have any book memory you are bound to? #bookmemory #paullinasimmons #thebronzehorseman #booktag