Watching Masters of the Air and thinking about the days of old with all my buddies in the Band of Brothers fandom. If you’re still here, hi. Miss y’all.
the feminine urge to mourn lost cultures and empires. for your heart to ache every time you remember how many languages no longer have speakers, how many ruins are abandoned, how many people lived happy lives before you. to feel melancholy and longing every time you study history - of this world or another, even fictional. to want to play a role in history, but in the same time fear dying, passing, being forgotten like those thousands before you.
