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dovewell:

tread carefully, for all the wild fairies are at play

I am this strange thing I despised;
John Berryman, from The Heart Is Strange: Poems; “Sonnets,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
I am not a creature that was born. I am a fire that was set.
Moss Angel The Undying, from Sea-Witch Vol. 2: Girldirt Angelfog (via romanceangel)

cairospirit:

L’Eglise de la Madeleine

czrenys:

YA LIT MEME // EIGHT OTPS:
[1/8] Alina Starkov & The Darkling

“Why won’t you leave me alone?” I whispered one night as he hovered behind me while I tried to work at my desk.
Long minutes passed. I didn’t think he would answer. I even had time to hope he might have gone, until I felt his hand on my shoulder.
“Then I’d be alone, too,” he said, and he stayed the whole night through, till the lamps burned down to nothing.

fardistantfuture:

The Gray Ones Gather by Piotr Jablonski

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