Still Crushing – after all these years…

1984.  I was 16.  I had a crush on a kid three years my junior.  He was strong, he was brave, he was determined.  He was open-vested.

Atreyu.  (sigh)  Oh Atreyu.  Screaming to save Artax – yanking on those frickin’ reins.  And then (SPOILER ALERT) the damn horse drowns and now, almost 30 years later, I still get a lump in my throat.

And then when Atreyu meets up with Rock Biter when he is washed up on shore… Only the soulless cannot be affected: 

So what am I doing now?  Ordering the book online, because in spite of having seen the movie at least a dozen times, I’ve never read the original text by Michael Ende.  I may have to have box of tissues handy.  Because of the tears you sick bastards –  the kid is still 13, even after all these years!!  And it was the purest kind of love.