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Emma Watson is on page 380 of 527
“My home is your home. My arms are a haven for you to rest. My last name is yours if you desire it. I will loue you to my grave, and even beyond it, when the mists welcome me, when I am hopefully very old and gray and grouchy and haue spent the seasons beside you when you are here and dreaming of you when you are gone.”
5 hours, 10 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 388 of 527
“I should have been surprised to have yet another god within my fortress, unannounced. They were like cats, I thought, drawn to the people who liked them least.”
3 hours, 51 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 388 of 527
“This time, we flew as allies, and I took in the world with my own eyes.”

AHH IM OBSESSED
3 hours, 53 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 380 of 527
“My life feels brief as the dew when I compare it to your ocean.”
5 hours, 10 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 380 of 527
“I know that you and I come from different realms, and that you will be prone to wander, as your magic prompts you. And I am a man with roots and a set number of days allotted to me. Time that I do not want to waste.”
5 hours, 12 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 380 of 527
“I long for you.”
5 hours, 13 min ago
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 375 of 527
Aug 12, 2026 05:18AM
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 341 of 527
“Matilda smiled at me. That is when I knew I was doomed, knee-deep in this quandary.
I loved her.
I had loved her for a long time and I did not know what to do about it.”
Aug 12, 2026 04:42AM
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 332 of 527
“And for a moment, our hearts were young again.”
Aug 12, 2026 04:33AM
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 310 of 527
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Aug 12, 2026 04:13AM
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Emma Watson
Emma Watson is on page 296 of 527
“She was not mine by spoken tow but something deeper. Something that felt older, stronger, darker, like a language that had been sung centuries ago but had now been forgotten. Something that simmered in the blood, calling to me, calling to her.
How I had resisted that pull, as if it were something to fear. A weakness that would doom me should I let myself surrender to it. I did not want to fight it any longer”
Aug 12, 2026 03:57AM
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