I caved and made a Merlin blog

I am the very model of a frightened shaking animal

I'm rewatching BBC Merlin after 84 years and god, I actually forgot how much they just loved eachother. Like, it was not fun and games it was real. They Loved eachother. For real. From the very beginning. It was visceral and deep and violent and as easy as breathing for them. There's something about you Merlin, I can't quite put my finger on it. He may be an idiot but he's a brave one. Is it my imagination or are you beginning to enjoy yourself? The half cannot truly hate what makes it whole. I want you to swear to me that what you're telling me is true - I believe you. You can trust me. If I don't get the antidote, what happens to him? I can save him. Please Father. He saved my life. I can't stand by and watch him die. You can't stop me. Leave them Arthur, go, save yourself. Follow the light. Just make sure the antidote gets to him, I'm begging you. Someone knew I was in trouble and sent a light to guide the way. Arthur, thank you. I'm going to be sick actually what the fuck.

pratchett will write an entire book about the grim reaper pretending to be santa claus while the grim reaper’s granddaughter goes about hunting down the dumbass who decided to kill santa, and then right when you think you’re done and the oddly pointed shenanigans are winding down he hits you with “humans need fantasy to be human. to be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape,” and knocks you into next wednesday

#YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT ARENT TRUE#HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME#god those words are engraved on my heart#gnu terry pratchett

“Why does the third of the three brothers, who shares his food with the old woman in the wood, go on to become king of the country? Why does James Bond manage to disarm the nuclear bomb a few seconds before it goes off rather than, as it were, a few seconds afterwards? Because a universe where that did not happen would be a dark and hostile place. Let there be goblin hordes, let there be terrible environmental threats, let there be giant mutated slugs if you really must, but let there also be hope. It may be a grim, thin hope, an Arthurian sword at sunset, but let us know that we do not live in vain.”

GNU TERRY PRATCHETT

Gnu Terry Pratchett

GNU Terry Pratchett

GNU Terry Pratchett