When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world — "No, you move."
Abby, 19, Canadian; fiction enthusiast. Tired all the time.
relief, the sort that comes of seeing someone to whom you do not consider you owe it to appear completely and totally in control of your every circumstance
sorrow, that someone as good as she might be just as embroiled in a war they have nor part nor say in as he
cautious hope, that perhaps the humans can hold their own, should that become necessary. heather and jamie would stay with him to the very end of a long, bitter, losing fight. he hopes she would have the level of objectivity to leave were it losing, he hopes that she remains because maybe it’s not