En el tintero...
... que contiene la sangre, tinta de infinitos colores inimaginables. Todo un mundo entero, idiomas hablados por millones y ninguno en este planeta, las alas de un ángel, un libro entero de hechizos, un corazón que aún arrancado palpita, un dragón y miles de almas contenidas en un suspiro.
Todo eso contiene mi tintero de imaginación.
Todo eso contiene mi tintero de imaginación.
+.+ JKR sabe como despertarle el interes a uno… ni negarlo! XD
Pottermore
You named him Festus? You know that in Latin, ‘festus’ means ‘happy’? You want us to ride off to save the world on Happy the Dragon?
“A critical hit!” … “It’s not very effective”
Oh no!! xDDD
xDDD
The pen is the tongue of the mind.
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
(Source: brianabibb0)
The wood nymph instructors left me in the dust. They told me not to worry about it. They’d had centuries of practice running away from lovesick gods. But still, it was a little humiliating to be slower than a tree.
