Odd topic choice, right? Harry Potter, the British wizard who defeated the Dark Lord, vs Naruto, the future Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village? Is this even a contest? No, not really. I'm just comparing them at the moment. Don't worry. You can attack the comment section later. Now, I selected these two is because they are very similar in certain ways. They came out around the same time, have similar styles to them, and their story-lines have a similar way of handling situations.
Well, the title says it all. Another rant or rave about GOT S8, right? Wrong. Well, partially right. Since it has been about a month since the final episode aired I've had time to reflect on the series as a whole. Was the show good, bad, or ugly? In truth, it is all three. The first couple of episodes of season one were so damn dry, but it wasn't their fault. They had to establish a lot in those episodes to avoid it later. Everybody's got to start somewhere. Yes, having read the books does give an advantage for the first four seasons, and parts of season five. You know what's going to happen, you can tell which characters are spliced together, and you have faith in how it's being portrayed. Most importantly, you can sit there smug while your non-book reader friends watch the Red and Purple Weddings. Gets me every time, I swear. We had a good thing going for everyone.
I don't know where to begin. I am just feeling... off. Have you ever moved in with a significant other or loved one, and just hated it? I mean it's not like the area you live in is bad, but everything feels like it's falling apart. I don't know what I'm saying to be honest. I feel more reserved than I ordinarily do. I live in an apartment with my S/O, and some other people. They aren't supposed to be here, but we are helping them out.
"I adelfí sou tha érthei sýntoma edó! Your sister will be here anytime now!" a woman shouted running back and forth as servants tried to clean around her, "This is a first in what? Fifty? Sixty years?"
Decisions, decisions, Pandora thought waiting for her jet to arrive. Stay and play, or go? She shook her head in heated frustration. It was time. She had been dreading it for so long, but she couldn't any longer. Always the rebel, the troublemaker, the vixen. Pandora fought to be herself all the time. Now, she was returning home. To a fate unknown. To... her family.
"So, you barge in here and want to know about Pandora, yes?" Darien said, turning his chair around at the head of the boardroom table.