He smells like forest.
"After my last audition for Game of Thrones, they said, "Congratulations, princess. I was like, "Bye-bye, call centre."— Emilia Clarke for Flare Magazine (April 2014)
My style is black and it’s expensive
who needs april fools my entire life is a joke
Narcissus was a hunter from the territory of Thesipae in Boeotia who was renowned for his beauty. He was the son of a river god named Cephissus and a nymph named Liriope. He was exceptionally proud of what he did to those who loved him. Nemesis, the daughter of Zeus, noticed and attracted Narcissus to a pool, wherein he saw his reflection and fell in love with it, not realizing it was merely an image. Unable to leave the beauty of his reflection, Narcissus died.
"Harry, it’s not how you are alike. It’s how you are not…"
Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife be any different?