I felt as though I had woken from one dream into an even more remote one, some bizarre wartime bomb shelter of the unconscious.
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NOT EVEN THE RAIN HAS SUCH SMALL HANDS (ALEKOS FASSIANOS)
“My heart of silk / is filled with lights / with lost bells, / with lilies and bees.”
“The soft light made her feel as though she were going into the heart of the milkiest pearl.”
Summer archive moodboard for the dreamiest darling @roseate-angel.♡
Has to be one of the best passages of a book I’ve read in a long time
Japanese Hydrangias, c. 2005. Cressida Campbell
now all I need is to have a large library in an old house, which is located on the outskirts of a small town, with a lot of magic books that can help make a potion for a variety of purposes, cure a person or predict the future
“we were so desperate to unveil ourselves that we came out like poetry—”
chelsea hodson / james sant’s a thorn amidst the roses
@modernmythsnet | event ten | user vs (round two) | moral ↳ @thewinedarksea vs @mrnoahczerny - cyberpunk/dark + loki
“there’s a revolution coming.”
Poetry Inspiration Moodboards | snowflake lashes
you were a ghost story; unbelievably haunting and still lingering around my heart