‌‌‍‍‎     ‌‌‍‍‎     ‌‌‍‍‎     ‌‌‍‍You can’t stop the change, any more than you can stop the suns from setting.

Spirits in my room, friend or foe? Felt it in my youth, feel it when I'm old

man out of time 

    ‌‌‍‍     ‌‌‍‍     ‌‌‍‍     ‌‌‍‍     ‌‌‍‍ ...steve?     ‌‌‍‍     ‌‌‍‍  (x)

    ‌‌‍‍    ‌‌‍‍    ‌‌‍‍    ‌‌‍‍How do you find someone who has spent a lifetime covering his tracks? You start with the urban legends that have sprung up in his wake. All of the friends of a friend who claimed to have seen him. For some, he was a guardian angel. For others, a cipher; a ghost who never quite fit in.As you work your way back in time, the stories begin to form a pattern.

Sakaar seemed like the best place to drink, and to forget, and to die. One day. But I don’t wanna forget. Can’t turn away any more.

When you can do the things that I can, but you don’t, and the bad things happen because of you.

Whatever happens tomorrow you must promise me one thing. That you will stay who you are. Not a perfect soldier, but a good man.