He read the letter again, but could not take in any more meaning than he had done the first time and was reduced to staring at the handwriting itself. She had made her g’s the same way he did : he searched through the letter for every one of them, and each felt like a friendly little wave glimpsed from behind a veil. The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son.
'Wanna have a rousing discussion about truth? Honor? Patriotism?'
Loki and Thor banter in the halls of Asgard.
Hooray for better quality, and a quiet theater. I thought I would give you guys more Loki scenes. Please do not repost as your own.
Oh, the joys of working for the movies.
dayummm, he looks so fine~
Free! ending pic 1-12 ~ See You Next Summer!