Somehow, the idea of soulmates always bugged me. I’m not much of a believer in any kind of higher power, so to me the concept of being destined by fate instead of choosing your own kinda goes against the idea of free will and conscious choice. Like, there’s a finality in it, and it just doesn’t sit right with me.
his family has been pure long before the world had any concept of purity - surviving, no, thriving on the idea of corruption as the means to remain on their pedestal. it’s a clever sort of wandless magic, really, one that has afforded him the name to hold court in back alleys and hotel ballrooms. and so he smirks, and smokes his contraband cigarettes, and beds girls to piss his father off. but even he knows that you can only want what you are not yet capable of losing.
I picked up riding horses while I was filming The Three Investigators in Cape Town, South Africa. Every weekend that I had off, I would go ride horses. It was pretty amazing. I got to see a lot of beautiful landscapes.