I am Tatiana. And I believe in, and hope for, and love Alexander for life.
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check thebronzehorsemandaily and barefoot-in-jasmine-june if you want stuff based on bronze horseman
Oh hello there my angel, THANK YOU SO MUCH. I deadass didn’t even think of looking cause it’s such a small fandom. On that note you should message me so we can do the talking thing about the series. This legit made my day and I’m kinda freaking over someone else liking the series too ok.
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Happy Wedding Anniversary, Tatiana & Alexander ♥
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Happy Birthday, Anthony Alexander Barrington (May 29, 1919)
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“What strength he once possessed had left his body and gone to a tiny girl with freckles.”
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Figuring out how to live your life when you’re all busted up inside and out—there is nothing harder. Oh dear God. Where is Alexander?
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“But you better keep yourself alive for me, soldier, because I can’t continue to live without you.” That’s what she said, looking up into his face, her hands on his beating heart. He bent down and kissed her freckles. “You can’t continue? My cartwheeling queen of Lake Ilmen?” Smiling, he shook his head. “You will find a way to live without me. You will find a way to live for both of us,” Alexander said to Tatiana as the swelling Kama River flowed from the Ural Mountains through a pine village named Lazarevo, once when they were in love, and young.”
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He heard bombs exploding like fireworks, and as if in a dream his father's face flashed before him, wanting to know what Alexander was doing near death's door before it was his time. He said, "Dad, I'm going for her.”
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“She knew that alexander was sitting on the bench by the house slightly behind her, and that he was watching her. he was doing that more and more often. Watching her as he smoked. And smoked. And smoked.”
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Tatiana & Alexander + instagram
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"There was nothing more cosmically chaotic than war."
― Paullina Simons, The Bronze Horseman
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“How do you manage?" she asked in a low voice. "How do you manage to carry your weapon, to stand guard, to go and fight, to be strong for all of us?"
"I give you," said Alexander, glancing at her, "what you need most from me.”
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