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I'M FREE AS MY HAIR,
I AM MY HAIR.

Becoming fearless isn't the point.
That's impossible.
It's learning how to control you fear,
and how to be free from it,
that's the point.

I'm selfish. I'm brave. I can't be controlled.


<< Nelle azzurre sere d'estate, me ne andrò per i sentieri,
punzecchiato dalle spighe, a calpestare l'erba tenera:
trasognato, ne sentirò la frescura ai piedi.
Lascerò che il vento bagni la mia testa nuda.
Non parlerò, non penserò a niente:
ma l'amore infinito mi salirà nell'anima,
e andrò lontano, molto lontano, come uno zingaro,
attraverso la Natura, − felice come con una donna. >>
- Rimbaud


"Severus, have you grown to care for the boy, after all?" said Dumbledore seriously. "For him?" southed Snape. "Expecto Patronum!"
From the tip of this wand burst the silver doe. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silver glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
"After all this time?"
"Always" said Snape.