no such think as fatealways hope.”
Like Allison, I’m an archer. I understand that feeling of your heart dropping when you have your last arrow nocked, an empty quiver strapped to your back, and it’s imperative to make your aim count. Allison Argent was that last arrow I wasn’t willing to release, and I wish could’ve stayed drawn back forever, tight in my grip.
But the impact this character had on me really was like letting that last arrow fly. It definitely hit its target, dead center.