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I'm the one in love
"I hope this email finds you well..." It doesn't. It finds me in Bastogne.
this is who you're talking to when you ask me to wake up and get out of my bed btw
Delirium (who knows the paths outside of Destiny's book) being so prominently placed outside ‘a’ White Horse. This focus on echos, and the weight placed in Death's solo episode on, “It's too late once they're gone”/ “Sometimes all it takes is a person”...
Just makes me want to headcanon an echo of Morpheus’s essence, lingering on in the old White Horse. Much like the building around him in a state of half life/half death. Refusing to move on, existing half in the structures dreams of memories past, half living in the ruins of present, ever watchful. Waiting eternally for Hob, as Hob once waited devotedly for him.
Meanwhile Hob, trying to carry on with his life the best he can, is getting a deluge of coincidental occurrences outside the many White Horse pubs of London. Near constant incidents that trigger memories and reminders, until he's driven half mad by them. Which will inevitably drive him back to the place it all began, if for nothing else but to truly grieve and lay this haunting to rest.
For the white horse in mythology is: ‘A symbol of salvation, hope, freedom. and the ability to traverse spiritual boundaries.’ For them, it's never just been a place, but a path where anything is possible.
I don't care how it ends, but I need a Disney, Beauty and the Beast level, Morpheus and the inn around him, flourishing back into glorious living multicolour in Hob's arms.
Liam is me rn as someone who lives in usually tropical warm weather
My hands are freezing but we must keep rebloging
IMFUCKINGFREEZING
Sophia has managed to take the whole of TWO DUVETS. TWO. as we can see here. she is laying on one WHOLEFUCKINGDUVET and has the other keeping her nice and toasty whilst I'm here freezing my FUCKING TITS OFF