pivot, pivot, PIVOT!!!
Hannibal tugged at her, but her body was frozen to the ground. He pressed his face against her. Her bosom was frozen hard, her heart silent. He put a napkin over her face and piled snow on her. Dark shapes moved at the edge of the woods. His torch reflected on wolves' eyes. He shouted at them and waved a shovel. Mischa was determined to come out to her mother—he had to choose. He took Mischa back inside and left the dead to the dark.

"Give whatever there is to give! You can always give something, even if it’s a simple act of kindness. People who give will never be poor!"
Anne Frank
March 26, 1944 (via happyharry)
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