I can’t do this, Sam.
I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
What are we holding onto, Sam?
That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.
psych challenge: [1/5] characters - shawn spencer
"ladies and gentlemen, i will be your narrator. my name is aurora borealis! there are over four hundred stars in our galaxy, maybe more. no one knows for sure. many have said the universe is even larger than the indian ocean. that is why it is called infinitum staroctopusium. ah yes, our glorious constellations, take a look. over here we have one with a guy holding some sort of thing. over here, our beloved olympic rings, all seven of them. and here’s one with a fish."
put your hand to your head. it really helps sell the thing.