That moment you realize you are Edmund
he almost gets them killed because he wants sweets
we’re still Edmund
That moment you realize you are Edmund
he almost gets them killed because he wants sweets
we’re still Edmund
I’m always thinking, how do you paint a picture with words when the subtle nuances of just you and I sitting here together you can’t display?
I’m not gonna dial down my moves. Okay, then neither will I.
The purpose is to experience fear. Fear in the face of certain death. To accept that fear, and maintain control of oneself and one’s crew. This is a quality expected in every Starfleet captain.
When on tumblr:
When in public
THIS IS SO TRUE IT’S NOT EVEN FUNNY.
I don’t think I’ve ever related to something more than this.
The stories we love best do live in us forever…