"I waited 650 years to hatch. Waited until your 18th summer. When i heard our elders talk about the weakling daughter of their general. The girl forecasted to become the head of the scribes. I knew you would have the heart of a rider and a head of a scribe. I knew you would be mine"
today i am thinking about how john green's OCD fixated on germs and microbes and how his brother hank created a youtube series exploring and demystifying the microscopic world and the creatures that live there.