May 8, 2017
Even for just a moment, just the slightest bit, I wanted to fall into that white, midday dream. Over and over again, I reached out my hand, raising my voice like a lost child.
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Even for just a moment, just the slightest bit, I wanted to fall into that white, midday dream. Over and over again, I reached out my hand, raising my voice like a lost child.
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DAMN people were not lying when they said that twd was going to be sad 😞
My phone screen is broken and I can't show you guys my Namekotchi :(
OHGOD WHY?! why oh why did l re-watch the iron Giant? -Sobs- whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy????
February 26th, Third Age 3019. The Death of Boromir, Son of Denethor II.
Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows, The West Wind comes walking, and about the walls it goes. 'What news from the West, O wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight? Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight?' 'I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide and grey. I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more. The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son of Denethor.' 'O Boromir! From the high walls westward I looked afar, But you came not from the empty lands where no men are.' From the mouths of the sea the South Wind flies, from the sandhills and the stones; The wailing of the gulls it hears, and at the gate it moans. 'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve? Where now is Boromir the fair? He tarries and I grieve!' 'Ask me not of where he doth dwell--so many bones there lie On the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky; So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing Sea. Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me!' 'O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs south, But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey sea's mouth.' From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls; And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls. 'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today? What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.' 'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought. His cloven sheild, his broken sword, they to the water brought. His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest; And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast.' 'O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'
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A 12-year-old Mongolian boy- Uudam (乌达木 Wudamu in Chinese) who lost his parents at the age of 8 in a road accident singing the song "Mother in the Dream" (梦中的额吉) to his mother at heaven. He seldom talks about his story, but when he misses his mother, he will sing this song. He says he always dreams about his mother sitting beside him.
"In the stillness among the vast lands I dream of Mother praying for me She looks afar and gives precious milk to the heavens As offering for my well-being My Mother, so far away. Stars twinkle above the grasslands while In my dream I see Mother's caring face As she prays to the heavens to wish me godspeed My Mother, so far away. In my dream I see Home basking in golden sunbeam While Mother softly sings an enchanting melody There in the grasslands lies my everlasting home My dearest Mother, wait for my return. My dearest Mother, wait for my return."
OH MY GOSH MY HEART AND TEARS.. Q_____Q Child-parent bonds + hardship = BREAK MY HEART!!!
He sleeps on her side of the bed now.
*sigh*
(Prepare for lots of mopey Will/Terri posts.)