Black for hunting through the nightFor death and mourning the color’s white
Gold for a bride in her wedding gown
And red to call enchantment down.
White silk when our bodies burn,
Blue banners when the lost return.
Flame for the birth of a Nephilim,
And to wash away our sins.
Gray for knowledge best untold,
Bone for those who don’t grow old.
Saffron lights the victory march,
Green will mend our broken hearts.
Silver for the demon towers,
And bronze to summon wicked powers.
— Shadowhunter children’s rhyme
don’t trust people who don’t get harry potter references
one time i got a sample from the tea store at the mall and as i walked away the guy said “tea you later” and then his coworker smacked him
i wish i was an octopus so i could slap eight bitches at once
