Once done, he scoops Judex up into his arms bridal style, and carries him off to his room. Some of the figments have taken refuge in the remains of the King’s old castle. Even while one half is destroyed, there’s still a lot of rooms.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go. — Jamie Anderson
