He came into a lot of spare time recently and tonight he sends me this
He cleared out the Butcher shelf :D so proud
But the next Dresden is called Skin Game.
That’s it, I’m fucking out, that sounds terrifying as shit.
Reserved my copy of Cold Days today. Nope, no Amazon, I’m gonna walk right past that B&N anyway, I want it RIGHT THAT MOMENT.
This is going to hurt so much.
I finally found lights for Bobs eyes! I know they aren’t the right color, but it was that pink or blue. But I feel accomplished either way :)
Haha Bob doesn’t want to read Harry’s silly journals, he wants the good stuff from the grocery store bestseller shelf.
So on Monday I will part two of New Beginnings, but for now enjoy a poem from my good fried Wat about Cold Days.
In the dark and quiet hearts
A nation made of many parts
Gathered all here do await
To know a certain wizard’s fate
Winter’s kiss, a deadly game
He will not emerge the same
Light the fire, burn it down
Harry Dresden comes to town
The words are written, newly sown
Cast into the great unknown
All we have left to us is wanting
The memories of a haunting
We stand as one, all together
To brave again the stormy weather
With reaching hands and eyes ablaze
To read, at last, of colder days
This really deserves a reblog, a Dresden Files poem!
A Dresden Files fandom poem! Come and get your feels right here.
This man is my master.
I had a rough day, so James is going to read to me now.