Mahoney: Now we wait.
Magorium: No. We breathe, we pulse, we regenerate. Our hearts beat, our minds create, our souls injest.
People are all puzzles to be figured out.
.... she didn’t realize—now that’s a lot of love.
Everybody here has loved and lost, so level up and love again. … If you lift your eyes, I am your brother.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map