In which Carmilla make a deal. Her total loyalty to her vampire family against Silas’ (and therefore Laura’s) safety.
The dust of dust.
We are the apple of God’s eye.
We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.
“Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right.”
With golden string
our universe was brought to life,
that we may fall in love
every time we open up our eyes.
Sleeping At Last - SUN ♫
(sorry for the long post, and for my undecipherable handwriting)