we think we’re made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes. but we’re not. we are made of love and happiness and they way we laugh. we’re made of good memories and late nights and past-curfews. we have more substance than numbers.
This is Didi. She managed to squeeze into the space between the cupboards and was just sitting there watching us.
4/15 Daedric Quests — The Break of DawnIt is time for my splendor to return to Skyrim. But the token of my truth lies buried in the ruins of my once great temple, now tainted by a profane darkness skittering within. You will enter my temple, retrieve my artifact, and destroy the defiler.
Is this Zelda but in South Park?