by gloaming » Mon Jun 04, 2012 5:31 am
Ellie
Ellie just rolled her eyes, smirking slightly. She glanced over at Harry and raised an eyebrow. "If you want facial hair you're gonna have to find another beard." She teased, biting back a smile.
Niall
"Mer," Niall turned to her holding out two frosted cupcakes. "Here, and I was kidding." He handed her the cupcakes, turning back around to quickly frost his own. "Cheers?" He asked, holding his cupcake out to her like a glass.
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“
When you are born,” the golem said
softly, “your courage is new and clean.
You are brave enough for anything:
crawling off of staircases, saying your
first words without fearing that someone
will think you are foolish, putting strange
things in your mouth. But as you get
older, your courage attracts gunk, and
crusty things, and dirt, and fear, and
knowing how bad things can get and
what pain feels like. By the time you’re
half-grown, your courage barely moves
at all, it’s so grunged up with living. So
every once in awhile, you have to scrub
it up and get the works going, or else
you’ll never be brave again.
”
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