Jamie Hope

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YES, YES, YES!!! I got a reply from Jamie! And he signed tickets for me and my sister. He’s so lovely!

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So
Jamie has been including “G-Foot” (which has been used in past fases, if I’m not mistaken) in some of his images, more specifically, on the members clothing. The same appeared on the website when it came back (posted on Reddit by one of its users).
Could this mean a possible, let’s say, clothing line for Phase 4?

Noodle did mention something about design in one of her newer interviews (I think it was something like shoes). And she has been following many fashion related Instagram accounts. She even posed for a fashion magazine.

Let’s hope so ♡

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25 Days of Outlander - Day 4 / Favourite Line Directly from the Book 
‘I will find you,’ he whispered in my ear. ‘I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgatory, two hundred years without you – then that is my punishment, which I have earned for my crimes. For I have lied, and killed, and stolen; betrayed and broken trust. But there is the one thing that shall lie in the balance. When I shall stand before God, I shall have one thing to say, to weigh against the rest.’
      His voice dropped, nearly to a whisper, and his arms tightened around me.
      ‘Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God! I loved her well.’
(Timor Mortis Conturbat Me, Dragonfly in Amber)

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voyager, chapter ten

“I - spoke to you of my wife,” he said, forcing the words out as though they hurt him.

“Yes, you said she was dead.”

“I said that she was gone, Major.” Fraser corrected softly. His eyes were fixed on the pawn. “It is likely she is dead but -” He stoppend and swallowed, then went on more firmly.

“My wife was a healer. What they call in the Highlands a charmer, but more than that. She was a white lady - a wisewoman.” He glanced up briefly. “The word in Gaelic is ban-druidh; it also means witch.”

“The White Witch.” Grey also spoke softly, but excitement was thrumming through his blood. “So the man’s words referred to your wife?”

“I thought they might. And if so -” The wide shoulders stirred in a slight shrug. “I had to go,” he said simply. “To see.


[…] “I see. And your wife…?” Grey paused delicately.

Fraser shook his head briefly.

“There was nothing there to do with her,” he said softly. “She is truly gone.” His voice was low and controlled, but Grey could hear the undertone of desolation.

Fraser’s voice was normally calm and unreadable; he did not change expression now, but the marks of grief were clear, etched in the lines beside mouth and eyes, thrown into darkness by the flickering fire.