Susan blushed, and looked up into Harry's eyes. This day was so perfect, and she had completely forgotten about the danger that lay ahead. About the whole reason that Harry was even here. She leaned her head on his chest, moving slowly to the music. Susan closed her eyes, taking in the warmth of Harry.
__________________ “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 |