trust no one
and end up doing all of the work because everyone in your group is an idiot
There are worlds out there where skies are burning, where seas sleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there is danger, somewhere there is justice, and somewhere else tea is getting cold.
Gwen/Morgana; and now whatever way our stories end, I know you have rewritten mine, by being my friend.
