♚ She pushed upon both doors at once with the flat of her gloved hands, but neither one would budge. Locked and barred. “Let me in, you stupid,” she said. “I crossed the narrow sea.” She made a fist and pounded. “Jaqen told me to come. I have the iron coin.” She pulled it from her pouch and held it up. “See? V a l a r m o r g h u l i s.” The doors made no reply, except to open.
Alas poor Meyowrick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath carried me around by my nape a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it.
my boys ⇄ eleventh doctor ↳ “The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”