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Hello. We are Megan and Marian.
a blog for the divergent trilogy. Both Dauntless.



posted 1 year ago on 16/6/2012 - 321 notes

All We Have To Do is Wait Until 2015 For the Divergent Movie 

simulationfour:

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fourbiased:

Dauntless is the cruelest of the five. 
They tear each other to pieces.

fourbiased:

Dauntless is the cruelest of the five.

They tear each other to pieces.


posted 1 year ago on 5/6/2012 - 361 notes

Beatrice Prior.

Beatrice Prior.


posted 1 year ago on 5/6/2012 - 644 notes

I must not fear.Fear is the mind-killer.Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.I will face my fear.I will permit it to pass over me and through me.And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.Only I will remain.Frank Herbert

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Frank Herbert


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everlarksberries:

mynameisfour:

A new name - The air howls in my ears as the ground surges toward me, (…) I hit something hard. It gives way beneath me and cradles my body. (…) A net. (…) I look up at the building and laugh. I have to stand of solid ground again. I see a few hands streching out to me at the edge og the net, so I grab the first one I can reach and pull myself across. I roll off, and I would have fallen face-first onto a wood flor if he had not caught me. “He” is the young man attached to the hand I gabbed. (…) His eyes are so deep-set that his eyelashes touch the skin under his eyebrows, and they are dark blue, a dreaming, sleeping, witing color. (…) His voice is deep, and it rumbles. “What’s your name?” “Um…” I don’t know why I hesitate. But “Beatrice” just doesn’t soung right anymore. “Think about it,” he says, a faint smile curling his lips. “You don’t get to pick again.” A new place, a new name. I can be remade here. “Tris,” I say firmly. “Make the announcement, Four.” Lauren says. The boy-Four-looks over his shoulder and shouts, “First jumper-Tris!” (…) Four sets his hand on my back and says, “Welcome to Dauntless.

(asked by fourfears-onfire)

Paula just teach me how to quality

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