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“Facilis descensus Averno:
Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis;
Sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras,
Hoc opus, hic labor est.
(The gates of Hell are open night and day;
Smooth the descent, and easy is the way:
But to return, and view the cheerful skies,
In this task and mighty labor lies.)”
― Virgil, The Aeneid

“You’re not alone Remus,” is what comes out of him in the end, his friend’s eyes widening, “okay?”
Remus nods. “Okay.”
And James wonders if one day he’ll actually be able to convince all the people he loves that it’s true.”
― MesserMoon, Choices

“Lets him bring them together again, lets him hold his face, thumb brushing his lips, lets him pull lightly on the back of his head, bringing their mouthes together. It’s not like it was before, it’s careful, breakable. And James thinks, this is what they mean, when they say love is falling.
Because he doesn’t know where the floor is.
Because he knows it’s going to hurt when they hit the ground.”
― MesserMoon, Choices

“The first time you kissed me, I thought—he touches like the sun,” James laughs helplessly. “You think I’m bright Reg? You—you, when you let yourself, shine so fucking bright.”
― MesserMoon, Choices