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.
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