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And when that happens, I don’t think my heart will be able to handle it. I might just cry the whole day. And probably go crazy.
Colin—looking sexy—in the forest.
MOST BEAUTIFUL MERTHUR MOMENTS (#07)
M: What was your mother like?
A: I never knew her. She died before I opened my eyes.
M: I’m sorry.
A: I barely know anything about her.
M: Can’t you ask your father?
A: He refuses to talk of her. It must be too painful for him. Sometimes it’s as if she never even existed. I still have… a sense of her, almost as though she is part of me.
M: It’s the same… with my father, I never knew him. And my mother has barely spoken of him. I’ve got this… vague memory. It’s probably just my imagination.
A: I’d do anything for even the vaguest memory.
M: Is that why you’re so determined to find morgause, to see what she knows about your mother?
A: Is that so wrong?
M: No.
Is that too much to ask for?
Oh gods, IMAGES. INMYMIND. IMAGES!!!KJDNBFKJEB
You belong at my side.
I’ve seen how much I need you, how much you need me.
We’re like two sides of the same coin.
Let me start with DAMN YOU, YOU WRITERS!
I am tired of:
I just have a lot of feelings. JUST. GIVE. ME. MERTHUR.
