"That dress is beautiful on you."





"You think? It isn’t too much?"

Keeping secrets was usually a bad sign…but not always.  “You said he told you that it was a ‘big night’.  Nobody ever says that when they have bad news.  What do you think he might have in mind?”

"I don’t know." Wendy admitted. Liz had a point, why would he tell her it was a big night, a special night, if it would only end with her heart broken. "Maybe they’re considering him for that promotion at work? That’s all I can think of."

"That’s a possibility," Liz agreed rather noncommittally, privately wondering if Alex was planning to propose to Wendy, but it wasn’t her place to suggest something so big, especially if it turned out to be something else.  "Do you know where he’s taking you?"

Wendy shook her head sadly. “He won’t tell me. I practically had to beg him to at least tell me how I was supposed to dress.”

Glancing down at the short, deep burgundy cocktail dress she wore, the young woman couldn’t have felt more out of her element. This was surely one of the shortest things she’d ever worn. “Thank you for coming with me, Liz. I’ve never had to shop for such a fancy dress before. I had no idea what to look for. Better check the price tag, hmm?” Wendy laughed nervously.

To forget the dead would be akin to killing them a second time. —Elie Wiesel, Night (via metalkinetica)
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Giant Black eyed susans

Narnia does a great job at illustrating good friendships. So much so, it makes me wish I had friends like Mr. Tumnus, Reepicheep, Puddleglum, & Jewel. They’re all such amazing friends!

Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness. —Katherine Henson (via abagofbooks)
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Aldara would sing softly 'Keep Holding On' by Avril Lavigne :)


That would be perfect!

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What is wrong with my brother

"Wow... you..." He cupped his hand over his mouth as if prepared to catch tears. "You look incredible."



Wendy beamed, tears filling her own eyes. “D-do you really think so, Zal?” Holding the lacey skirt of her gown out and spinning around, she fiddled with her fingertips. “You think Alex will like it?” {{Wenzal will be the death of me, it’s official}}

At her radiant expression of joy, Itzal’s own joy and pride squeezed his chest until his eyes dampened. He lowered his hand and gave a soft smile. “Of course.”

Clearing his throat, he added, “Can you dance in it?”

As tears spilled down her face, Wendy raced over to her best friend and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. “You’ve always been so kind to me. You… You saved my life, Zal.”

Pulling away from him, she lifted the skirt up and gave a little twirl. “You’re not getting out of it that easy.” Wen winked.

Learn to be quiet about your misery
And keep your sadness in the dark.

 Because, my dear…
                                    Nobody cares about your broken fragile heart.

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My muse is dying in your muse’s arms. My muse asks yours to sing to them as they die, what song does your muse sing to mine?


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