Susan continued searching around the forest seaching for some sign of what they were looking for. She heard a rustle of movement slightly deeper in the woods, and looked futher into the trees. "C'mon, before he or she leaves!" Susan said pulling Harry along.
__________________ “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 |