“She just ignites that little tiny flame of hope that there is something worth fighting for.”
(Source: bewitchthemind, via ourlittlescream)
I’ve seen what she sees. I can kill her.
I once had a wife, Princess. Sara was her name. When I came back from the war, as I carried with me the stench of death and the anger of the lost, I wasn’t worth saving that’s for sure but she did so anyway. And I loved her so much, I loved her more than anyone or anything. And I let her out of my sight and she was gone. And I became myself, a myself that I never cared for, until you. Because you remind me of her. Her heart. Her spirit. But now you too have gone. You both deserve better and I am sorry I failed you. I’m so sorry. But you’ll be a queen in Heaven now and sit with all of the angels.
(via w-h-e-l-m-e-d)