One Morning In Mid-December, Hogwarts Woke To Find Itself Covered In Several Feet Of Snow.

To this day, the only poem that I know by heart is In Flanders Field by John McCrae. I don’t remember how old I was when I learned it, but it’s managed to stay with me after all these years. Thank you for your sacrifice. You’ll never be forgotten

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

   That mark our place; and in the sky

   The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

   Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

       In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

   The torch; be yours to hold it high.

   If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

       In Flanders fields.

Lest we forget...

Here are rest of characters from Caraval  by Stephanie Garber commissioned by @fairyloot To be honest I love Julian most he is my fav ❤ nothing will change it .

my sun and stars — moon of my life

@highqueenofelfhame and @starseternalnighttriumphant ✨

❤️‍🔥🍷🔪🩸

“ You’re an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature ”

“ You’re such a bad influence ”

The place I call home 😌🙌🇨🇦

tmw toronto hosts a championship parade and 2 mill show up 

FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN FICTION: dorian havilliard (throne of glass)

“She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her… You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love. Just as you cannot pick which parts of me you accept.”

The Archeron Sisters & Folklore Lyrics

“But the love of sisters needs no words. It does not depend on memories, or mementos, or proof. It runs as deep as a heartbeat. It is as ever present as a pulse.”

~ Lisa Windgate 

“The magic never stops in Banff 🔮🌌 “ by | Joey Mackin