What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Eight.
For a blur of time, Esther finds herself back in the normal rhythm of her life.
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Where Esther has unwanted visitors in her house, which turn out to be the Fates.
read here in ao3.
We don't belong to this world.
We were meant to fly, to ride dragons or to reach the stars.
We were meant to know, to read stories never told, or to understand strange mysteries.
We were meant to travel, to cross horizons or to find what no one ever found.
We were meant to dream, to wander across realities, or to make history.
Why not all of them? And more.
We were meant to more. So how did we end up here, how is that we strayed from home.
So, as I say first,
We don't belong to this world.
People, I am an oneironaut.
I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.
I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.
Should I sleep again or I am in danger?
I just finished Sweet Tooth.
What do I do with my existence now?
YEEEEEEEEEEEES.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES
*passes out *
#paramountforlockwoodandco gained a lot of attention today, including likes from the Paramount UK Twitter. Very encouraging!
In the spirit of hopefulness and drive to continue, I made another version of my DEPRAC posters for us to circulate to support the cause! I will post on it on Twitter, and I encourage you all to be on there. It is the hellsite supreme, but it's the best place to get attention right now. Peace, love, and biscuits.
Devotion.
You know, we were teached that this marvelous yet strange thing is blind respect and admiration, generaly towards a deity. It is wrong.
So, you may ask, what is devotion? It is defying who you love to be better, to reach their whole potential and to stay with them even when they push you away.
So no, my dear, devotion is not a religious trate, but unconditional love. You will know this better once you find someone you know in your bones that can be better, and as such, you push, companion and defy them to be.
That is devotion, no less.
—The Solivagant.
So, watched Dune a few days ago and didn't understand too much till I did my research. I liked it, the language is kinda difficult, yet intriguing.
You can imagine I already watched Dune 2.
I was meant to, with a friend of mine, that bought tickets for both of us to see it.
The thing here is that I was working and had a couple of things to do before watching the movie, and I had just 20 minutes.
Didn't make It.
Let's just say I'm happy and sad, cause i'm still not conected with the story of Dune at the point i'm eager. But i'll get to watch it soon I suppose.
The desert punk is interesting, and even if the "chosen one" trope is cheesy, it's understandable. I still don't get why Paul is the one Muab'dib (think is written like that) and by who was he chosen and what does he has to do, but I like the story.
A scene that changes lifetimes.
the strawhats & their dreams
I love my brain when this kinda things come to real.
Text post you could use for those edits where you take a scene of a show and makes memes part #1:
What's the point of all of this? I just wanted to keep daydreaming.
BEHOLD, my computer lockscreen.
Ajjjj I cannot take the photo at the right way.
Well. Just that jsjsjs.
Never been more fond to a lockscreen before.