Oh, excuse me, madam, sorry, this may seem strange but, have you seen a fallen star anywhere? We’re in a crater, this must be where it fell.
Sometimes I’m someone else and then I come back, but I still feel them. All of them. I’ve been many people. I can hear them, sometimes suddenly. I’m all of them, but none of them is me. Do you know who’s real?
Arthur + his obsession with Merlin’s backsideBonus:
allison argent in various states of undress
"Kings" + Final Words