Susan smiled when Harry didn't let go of her hand, and started along a path that had proved trustworthy when searching for the spirts of trees. "Well, this adventure will be interesting!" she said, looking around.
__________________ “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 |