From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. Buy her a dragon.
There may come a time when I don’t reblog this post but that day is not this day.
A day may come when the when this post is not reblogged, but it is not this day!