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they are lying on top of a broken stone 😭

Spoiler Post. . . . . . As the end of Outlander neared I was adamant about one thing, that I didn't think it was right that the show address Jamie's ghost. For me, I felt that was something that should be explained by Diana, and Diana alone. Matt, Maril, and others had said several times that they wouldn't be addressing Jamie's ghost in the finale. I has happy. I believed them. I was so very glad that they weren't. When I watching the finale and we were approaching the end I knew they were going to show Jamie's ghost. The way the episode was written I knew they were going to despite their assurances to the contrary. They had to, for the story in the episode to make sense. I was starting to get angry. But. To my utter surprise, I burst into tears. Tears of happiness. I loved it. I loved the whole scene. They way it drew me back to that very first episode and the way I felt the very first time that we saw Jamie's ghost on screen. It was beautiful. It was so very special, to me, seeing Sam as Jamie. Seeing him looking up at his Claire. Seeing the tears in his eyes as he heard Frank approaching, knowing what he knew. Seeing him walk away, heartbroken to leave her, but knowing that he had to let fate do its job, as it had already done so before. I've always said that it was Jamie's ghost who called Claire to his time, through the stones, to him. I believe that time isn't a loop as such, but a line that both he and Claire can move along. They both have one life, one death. But. Claire can travel through time, and Jamie can visit various moments in time, along their timeline. When Jamie died on the battlefield, he went to her. He knew where she would be. She had told him herself. He went to her, in that exact moment, to call her to him, to begin their life together. A life they they had already lived. A life he was already living with her. It was Jamie who triggered the stones. Stones that would speak to Claire. Stones that would draw her to his time. To him. To begin their life together. The forget-me-nots were perfect for his wife, a healer and a botanist of sorts. A gift from her husband who would never forget, and who would wait 200 years in purgatory for her. Her husband who was waiting for her to join him. I've always thought that when Jamie looks up and sees Claire for the first time, as she approaches him to fix his shoulder, I've always thought that there is moment of recognition from him with her. His soul seeing her soul, a moment of relief that she was home, that she was finally there, back with him. The ghost scene was one of, if not my favourite part of the finale. The part I hoped, almost demanded, that they shouldn't touch. To me, the parallels were perfect. Outlander has always been Jamie's story. He is the sun with which their universe revolves. People are drawn to him, to stand in his light. It is his hand that has guided their fate. It is his sword that protects them all. His name. His clan. His body. His soul. It is his love that binds them all. But. Just as importantly, it is Claire's love that SAVES him. It is Claire's love that SAVED him. In the beginning. In the end. And In every moment in between. ALWAYS. They are who they are because of each other. One cannot be who they are without other. They literally defied time and space to BE so. And, from them, their family grew. Blood of my blood. Bone of my bone. Dinna fash. There's the two of us now, and always, forever more. #outlander

Je viens de voir le dernier épisode de Outlander. Mamama l'épisode de dingue. J'ai tellement besoin d'en parler #outlander

@PerroquetQuete2 Tu as eu une méningite virale ? Ou bactérienne ? 😊

Sachez identifier rapidement les 1er symptômes : - Nuque raide - Photosensibilité (lumières dérangeantes) - Sensibilité aux sons - Perte d’appétit - Perte de soif - Perte de sommeil - Raideurs musculaires J’ai traîné la mienne une semaine avant que des vomissements n’arrivent

Je trouve ça trop bizarre, j'ai été hospitalisée la semaine dernière pour une suspicion de méningite. Fièvre depuis deux semaines, maux de tête terrible. Et là j'apprends qu'il y a une épidémie ? WTF #meningite

ma phobie d’être en couple depuis 7 ans et de se séparer parce que l’un des deux n’a plus de sentiments par pitié

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On m'a demandé "pourquoi est-il important d'être gentil ?", j'ai répondu: "Parce qu'on ne sait jamais qui est en deuil, épuisé ou à bout de forces. Votre gentillesse pourrait être la seule marque de tendresse qu'ils ressentiront aujourd'hui"

#StarAcademy L'histoire se répète encore

Anonyme : Je suis policier depuis quinze ans. Hier soir, j’ai arrêté un homme. Il roulait à 90 km/h au lieu de 70, et zigzaguait. Dans ma tête, c’était clair : conduite dangereuse. Quand il a baissé sa vitre, il n’était pas ivre. Il tremblait. — Ma fille… elle est à l’hôpital pour enfants. La chimio ne fonctionne plus. Ils m’ont appelé… ils m’ont dit de venir vite. J’ai regardé ses yeux. La peur, la vraie, ça ne se joue pas. J’ai rangé mon carnet. — Suivez-moi, ai-je dit. Gyrophares allumés. Je l’ai escorté sur une vingtaine de kilomètres jusqu’à l’hôpital. J’ai dégagé chaque carrefour. Un trajet de trente minutes, fait en quinze. Il a couru vers l’entrée sans se retourner. Je suis resté sur le parking. Une heure. Juste au cas où. Quand il est revenu, son visage était vidé. — Est-ce que je suis arrivé à temps ? ai-je demandé. — Oui… J’ai pu lui tenir la main jusqu’au bout. Vous m’avez permis d’être là. Il a voulu me serrer la main. Il s’est effondré contre moi. Parfois, servir et protéger, ce n’est pas appliquer la loi à la lettre. C’est savoir quand il faut être humain. Via les Anonymes dla night #fblifestyle

- tu fais ton travail et tu fermes ta bouche - il est tout seul, un 25 décembre justement il faudrait peut-être montrer l’empathie - qui t’a autorisé à le filmer et l’afficher sur les réseaux Connasse…

Ils sont si drôles purée #StarAcademy2025 #StarAcademyLive