We are gathered here today because SOMEBODY *glares at coffin* couldn’t stay alive.
north of wawa (by five one nine)
i literally have no idea what im gonna do if i dont end up rich
In which Donald faces the spectre of Mortality for the First time.
not all those who wander are lost -j.r.r. tolkien
Her son was looking down at her, Catelyn realized. Was it war that made him grow so fast, she wondered, or the crown they had put on his head?