Eight hours.
In eight hours, I'll be sitting in a dark theater, heart pumping, holding my breath with hundreds of other fans while the last part of everyone's favourite epic saga begins to unfold.
I can't wait.
Of course, it'll only be THREE hours until the theater anticipates the lineups starting.
I can't wait for that, either. I'll be the nutter in the Slytherin scarf.
One question is on everyone's mind: how will the re-write of our favourite Death Eater's death sit with fans? Personally, I am torn. I always, always prefer movies based on books to sit as close as possible to the source material...but in this case? A crystal house before a burning, battle-strewn Hogwarts should be visually stunning. An epic demise is still less than he deserves - he was SO CLOSE, darnit! - but it may be a fitting homage to JK's greatest character.
We'll see
...Here's my homage. Inspired by Severus Snape, of course.
The poem reads:
Wordcrafter – weave words into pretty patterns
until they melt like butter on your mind
Singing through consciousness
Art as timeless as any canvas
Coaxed into being as by an oil-laden brush
Master artist, weave your words
- Ty Rose (me!)
Light painting in a dark room, long-ish shutter speed. Sorry I suck at calligraphy - yes, I did use the feather quill that is in the photo to write it. I learned that steel nibs and really, REALLY crinkled paper don't mix. Oops.
PS: I love that pocket watch. And Severus Snape. I am going to cry tonight.
Wordcrafter – weave words into pretty patterns
until they melt like butter on your mind
Singing through consciousness
Art as timeless as any canvas
Coaxed into being as by an oil-laden brush
Master artist, weave your words
- Ty Rose (me!)
Light painting in a dark room, long-ish shutter speed. Sorry I suck at calligraphy - yes, I did use the feather quill that is in the photo to write it. I learned that steel nibs and really, REALLY crinkled paper don't mix. Oops.
PS: I love that pocket watch. And Severus Snape. I am going to cry tonight.
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