Is it just a container for the mind?
When her hands reached out and poured the tea, it was as if she also poured something into me, while I sat there sweating in my cab. It was like she held a string and pulled on it just slightly to open me up. She got in, put a piece of herself inside me, and left again.
Literature Posters → I Am The Messenger
RAVENCLAW
If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind,
of what, then, is an e m p t y desk a sign?
[CHO CHANG]
Âme ! être, c’est aimer.
HERMIONE GRANGER // Lightning Era
“What’s the answer?”
“I haven’t the slightest idea.”
For Day 3 of @pocpotterweek ♡