i just love old things so much. i love standing in a ruin knowing that it was once a city or a building real people lived and walked in, or seeing a weapon someone used to wield to fight for a nation that no longer exists, or a statue of someone who’s been dead for thousands of years. i love hearing songs that have been sung for centuries, or eating foods with ancient recipes. i love the idea that even when people have passed and civilisations have fallen there are still little pieces of the past we can feel today.
“What he really wanted was someone like — someone like a parent: an adult wizard whose advice he could ask without feeling stupid, someone who cared about him (…) . And then the solution came to him. It was so simple, and so obvious, that he couldn’t believe it had taken so long — Sirius.”
Lord Kib 