torsdag 14 juli 2011

Harry.

Jag skrev aldrig om hur bion häromdagen var. Eftersom Idis ska se den alldeles snart ska jag inte avslöja för mycket. Men kan kortfattat säga att jag hade gåshud nästan hela tiden. Det känns så konstigt på något sätt, nu när det är slut med både filmerna och böckerna. Man har ju ändå växt upp med dem sedan man var elva år och haft dem under tio års tid. Jag har läst böckerna på både svenska och engelska, och sett filmerna om och om igen. Jag kan inte hjälpa att jag låter som en nörd, men jag älskar dem. Det är mer än bara en berättelse och saga. Allt måste vara så genomtänkt från första början, allt vävs samman så grymt och det blir bara bättre med allting som händer runtomkring. Det har blivit så mycket mer på något sätt. Mamma och pappa började läsa böckerna när de kom, och då var jag elva år precis som huvudpersonerna. De läste de tre första och sedan lästa jag resterande fyra själv. För att få slut på mitt nördiga pladder ska avsluta dagen med denhär lilla videon. Tycker den var mysig.

Och sedan, en av de ubermysiga berättelserna som bara gör böckerna ännu bättre...
 there were once three brothers who were travelling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. in time, the brothers reached a river, too treacherous to pass. but being learned in the magical arts, the three brothers simply waved their wands and made a bridge. before they could cross however, they found their path blocked by a hooded figure, it was death, and he felt cheated. cheated because travellers would normally drown in the river.but death was cunning. he pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic, and said that each had earned a prize for being clever enough to evade him. the oldest, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence.
so, death fashioned him one from an elder tree that stood nearby.the second brother, decided that he wanted to humiliate death even further, and asked for the power to recall loved ones from the grave. so death plucked a stone from the river, and offered it to him.finally, death turned to the third brother. a humble man, he asked for something that would allow him to go forth from that place without being followed by death. and so it was that death reluctantly handed over his own cloak of invisibility.the first brother travelled to a distant village, where with the elder wand in hand, he killed a wizard with whom he had once quarrelled. drunk, with the power that the elder wand had given him, he bragged of his invincibility.
but that night, another wizard stole the wand, and slit the brothers throat for good measure. and so, death took the first brother for his own.the second brother journeyed to his home, where he took the stone and turned it thrice in hand. to his delight, the girl he had once hoped to marry before her untimely death appeared before him. yet soon she turned sad, and cold for she did not belong in the mortal world. driven mad with hopeless longing,the second brother killed himself, so as to join her. and so, death took the second brother for his own.as for the third brother, death searched for many years, but was never able to find him. only when he attained a great age did the youngest brother shed the cloak of invisibility, and give it to his son. he then greeted death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, departing this life, as equals.



 

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