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HOW IS THAT LOCKWOOD AND CO IS NOW A DECADE OLD?

God, how time goes.

Let's just say that I'm kinda ashame of finding out this word just a few months ago, but I'm glad I did.

To celebrate, I made a PowerPoint that one day, I hope, will be presented to Netflix and will persuade 'em to continue this series.

The bad thing is that I do not know how to post it here.

Can someone teach me? I wanto all of you to give me advice and recomendations of it.

People

I had a dream, where I was walking barefoot in a school garden, it was raining, and then I saw a tall, dark haired man that was standing in the rain like a ghost.

I approached, and ask him if he saw my rain boots.

Really. Just like that.

And then the man turned and there it was Morpheus. He looked tired but his eyes where kind of... Shining. He said that he didn't see my rain boots, but that he would tell me if he does.

Now, when I was about to wake, I remember that we were standing in front of each other, my boots finally found, and that Morpheus was smiling. It was little, tiny, but a smile nonetheless.

I woke up and felt like if a have made something good for someone, like, I was kind, and the someone felt better for it.

What a dream.

If I find one like that, im getting married.

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People, I am an oneironaut.

I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.

I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.

Should I sleep again or I am in danger?

Some thoughts, quotes and just things I had once that I considered are something worth knowing:

Also some of this are scattered on my writings.

When you are a child, the only thing you may have and that never leaves you are dreams. You dream, with reaching the stars, with walking among clouds, with travelling the world. When you grow up, you realize that stars are far away and are way bigger than you. That clouds are just air, and that the world is too big. Those dreams die. And you have to continue.

Sometimes you like loliness not because you truly do, but because when you needed not to be alone, you were, and you had to like it cause there was no choice.

A sword is not a sword without first passing through the blacksmith's hammer. Pain forges you.

"I am nobody, but thats my advantage. I am a blank space that I and only I can fullfil. I may be nobody, but I can make myself anybody. I can be the one that shows them wrong, I can be the one that rattle the world. I can be the one that defies, I can be the one that fights to be better. And just by that, I am someone. Someone that made something, and for that something I may remain. I may be remembered. And considered. And listened. I am nobody, but I can make myself someone. " —Me analizing THE scene (not the possession, the one when Lockwood practically begs Lucy to stay) of Ep 2 "Let go of Me" from Lockwood and Co. It is needed to say It came out at 3:00 am while I was planning to talk to Netflix.

The only dream I ever had (the only dream that I wrote that Esther from my Sandman fanfic has) is that I want to be able to sing "I Lived" by One Republic with all the right of the universe.

If I ever had an encouter with a celebrity I admire, I will not shout, or go crazy, or do something weird. I will just say hello and see what comes after that.

To dream is to defy, and to defy is to dream.

You're not crazy, you just dont manage to be as false as the mayority.

You may be tired, but please, do not give up. One day you'll look back and laugh, realizing that the pain, the tears, the loliness, all those things that made you bleed, had a purpose.

"Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel". Neil Gaiman, you are wrong. Love is described perfectly on the Bible, on 1 Corinthians 13.

Darkness is interesting, yet dangerous. Be aware of that, always.

You are something to treasure. Your mind, your body, your heart. Do not waste yourself.

Hebrews 11:1

Whatever that comes out of that great and dreamer mind of yours is something worth to know.

Laugh, cry, suffer, fly, dream, love, live. And do not dare to regret any of it.

Who does not? I NEED NAMES

Does anybody else ship Harmony?

This moment people... I'll have to write an AU of my fic.

PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS 1.08 • "The Prophecy Comes True"

People.

Lets fight:

Which one should be the type of flower that Lockwood would give to Lucy?

I personally think that they both are beyond that sick with lavender, so the wisteria it should be, but it usually blooms in Korea, as the ss says.

Lets be honest Lockwood would definately travel to Korea AT FOOT to get this flowers if he wants to give 'em to Lucy.

Yet, I would like to get to a common agreement with all of you.

So, lets make the question again:

Which flower do you think Lockwood would give to Lucy?

Dear Locknation:

I did a madness. I talked with Netflix Customer Service of Latinoamérica about Lockwood's cancelation.

Was I nervious? Trembling as a leaf in autumn.

Was my heart racing? Like a purasangre.

Was it worth it? Kinda.

Why? I'll tell yah.

Here, the agent told me that Netflix has got licenses of a lot of studios around the world. Sometimes, due to licenses agrees, some series got cancelled. According to what the agent told me, according to what I investigated, and according to my own thinking process, here is an important thing : the series got cancelled because there had been a disagree between the producers. Or something alike. Something truly nasty had seem to happen, to lead to this decision.

So, Locknation, i ask from you to help me find a way to comunicare directly with any producer of the serie, if its possible. If its not, well, i don't care. We'll make it possible. Is there an instagram account, or a Facebook, or a e-mail? Preferly e-mail, thats more direct. Something that will be as direct as Katniss' arrows.

Lets go people! NOTHING WE CANT HANDLE TOGETHER.

—Zia.

So Loki got his throne, sat in the middle of the void, and practically became Yggdrasil. What now? Sigyn appears?

*silently expecting so cause even if Loki mastered the slipping, he became a person to admire, and he doesnt deserves to be alone. Not like that, not like nothing either. He learned his lesson, and proved to every single soul that doubted him, and to himself, that he can be selfless. Let him be happy please, at any way, may it be with Sigyn, Sylvie, anyone. Just don't let him be alone.*

Ah.

Someone can make an edit of the final with "Alone" by Alan Walker.