Susan tapped her chin and thought. "North, north.. Oh, we could meet some dryads in the woods northward! Unless you don't feel like doing that, we could, wait that would be too far to go..." she said trying to think of somehing good.
__________________ “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 |