I think this bird got confused when someone told him he belonged in the sky.
He decided to be the sky instead.
- How did you not lose hope?
- I did lose hope… but I’d get it back. Developed rituals in order to hang onto it.
HANSI HOL DAS SALZ!
Ich bin der, der dich hart gegriffen hat, und dich aus der ewigen Verdammnis zog
Never lose your temper in the middle of a door sign.
We’ll get there. We’ll find our way home.
Sometimes I feel like I am the only one on this damn website who actually loves the “Nineteen Years Later” epilogue in Harry Potter.
That face right there, that’s her putting all of her trust in him again.