Susan pointed out over to a place hidden partially by woods. It was high above a huge lake. "That's the Stone Table, up there. And over there," she pointed again, "Is where we camped before the battle."
Hermione scoffed. "That's what I tried to tell you! Anyway, why would you like a girl like Lavander?" she asked dispising the name on her tongue.
__________________ “Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask?
Do you believe that life will always let itself be mocked?
Do you think you can slip away a little before midnight in order to avoid this?
Or are you not terrified by it?"
~Soren Kierkegaard |