January 2011
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Everyone knows that everyone dies. And nobody...
thimblesanddust:
Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not… today.
Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all. Now and then, every once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the wind stands fair and the doctor comes to call… … everybody lives.
Sweet dreams, everyone.
- River Song