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[girlwithlandscape]

[mollydobby]

Colin Firth in costume fitting for Kingsman: The Secret Service (2014)

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“I have never wanted to be one thing forever, but maybe I could have been yours.”

— Dimension 20, Cloudward Ho

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“What if you didn’t lose your memory? What if something in Martinaise came and stored it all away. For you to slowly open one box at a time. So you can choose which parts to keep. Keep almost none of it. Only the flowers on the windowsill. Only the distant sound of a radio. Lose all the actors, the dark shadows, leave only the still lifes, the blissful distant wash of waves. If everybody knew—you never did. She’ll be coming soon. That is all.”

— Disco Elysium

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“Isn’t it our duty to burn on if we can? To fight for as long as we are able? Perhaps you were not the savior you seemed. I had learned better than to think of life as some simple tale, after all; there is no guarantee of happy endings or true heroes. I believe that still. But when I look on all we have achieved since, I wonder. Perhaps it is not heroes we need—only people who are willing to try. I do not know what manner of story that makes. But I do know that, without an ending, it would be no story at all.”

— Jaheira, Baldur’s Gate 3

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“Dog in Bed” — Joyce Sidman

Nose tucked under tail, you are a warm, furred planet centered in my bed. All night I orbit, tangle-limbed, in the slim space allotted to me.

If I accidentally bump you from sleep, you shift, groan, drape your chin on my hip.

O, that languid, movie-star drape! I can never resist it. Digging my fingers into your fur, kneading, I wonder: How do you dream? What do you adore? Why should your black silk ears feel like happiness?

This is how it is with love. Once invited, it steps in gently, circles twice, and takes up as much space as you will give it.