Woman with a Head of Roses, 1935
the magic begins » favorite book: the prisoner of azkaban.
You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think that we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you have need of him. How else could you produce that particular Patronus? Prongs rode again last night.
breaking bad + weapons
You getting to know me is not gonna make it any easier for you to kill me.
I always want to drew this Prophecy since it is so beautiful and sad. I hope that I can understand and present the meaning of the prophecy in someway.
Because of real life. And I grew up. And I don’t really care for them anymore.