Tumblr user lemon-sqrvs sits trapped in a burning car, assuring the other screaming passengers that hey, maybe this doesn’t have to be a bad thing. Maybe the flames creeping towards the gas tank will actually make the car go faster!
In my headcanon, Solas is the wolf you hear howling in the mountains
after the destruction of Haven. I like to think he’s both looking for
the Inquisitor, and also trying to signal to them where to go without
knowing where they are.
Whatever we had is just water under the bridge now. While you walk across the wooden planks and reach new people, I’m floating in what used to be. I’ve come a long way from the usual drowning. I never really learned how to swim in any regular bodies of water, so it’s not surprising that I didn’t fare well in those thickened by nostalgia. You got out so easily as if it was just another day at the beach for you. Maybe it was. Maybe the idea of us was just a good pastime, and that’s all it was ever meant to be. And honestly, that’s okay.