Feuillemort

Gothic Romanticism. 19th century Aestheticism, Decadence, and Symbolism. Forgotten lore. Curious old things and places. This is a blog dedicated to the dark and the decadent. "And I, going, borne by blowing winds and grief, flutter, here — there, as on the air the dying leaf." — Paul Verlaine, from "Autumn Song"

[lauramakabresku]

[nonalimmen]

Desolate and distant, yet calming and comforting.
 © Nona Limmen {via Instagram}

[russsianbimbo]

astnomer student aesthetics

[vampireswife]

Dolce & Gabbana / Fall 2020

[zivyx-deactivated20200628]

Here is a non-exhaustive list of New England superstitions that are particularly close to my heart;

(please note that some regional superstitions may overlap)

*Carrying a lucky bone will ensure that nothing will harm you (it comes from a head of a codfish, ¾ of an inch, notched and white)

 *Rock an empty chair and you will have bad luck.

*Painting the door to your home red will ward off both witchcraft and the Devil.

*It’s bad luck to kill a spider. If it spins down from the ceiling towards you, it’s good luck. 

* If you spill salt you must throw it over your shoulder or it will bring bad luck

* If a broom falls over an unexpected guest will come to call

* If an unfamiliar animal (dog or cat) comes to live with you, you will have good luck.

 * If you leave the house and forget something, don’t turn back to get it. If you must, do not leave before sitting down again or your venture will fail.

 * In reference to the sunrise/sunset: “Red at night, sailor’s delight, red in the morning, sailor take warning”.

* It’s bad luck to kill a seagull, it will bring storms the next time you are at sea. 

* It’s bad luck to venture into a cemetery when pregnant. The spirits may try to claim the unborn babe.

* Never turn your back on the dead when exiting a cemetery, walk through the gate backwards to leave.

* Knock on wood to keep from jinxing yourself.

* If you put an iron nail in a witch’s footstep she’ll be bound to the spot.

[lathraios]

“Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant, they would destroy the very things they were meant to illuminate. Embryonic bonfires, each bearing a seed of destruction so potent it could tumble cities and dash kings to their knees.” 

- Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings 

@langdonsdemon

[robert-hadley]

The Suffolk Tudor home of Susan Ownes and Stephen Calloway. Photo by Christopher Horwood

[crucefix]

Did ye make some unholy bond with that goat? The Witch, 2015 | Dir. Robert Eggers

[deathandmysticism]

Aereoplastes theo-sophicus, sive, Eicones mysticae, 1620

[carga-de-agua]

Norman Lindsay (Australian, 1879 – 1969).

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

Le Diable Amoureux (1878 - Etching and drypoint) - Félix-Hilaire Buhot

[levanthira]

"𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱!"

-𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖓 𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖚, 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆.

[teenagelobatomy]

mármol

por Juan Pablo Tavera

[lunareye]

Just some more simple stuff. Instagram ~ Lunreye

[fragrantblossoms]

Ellen Rogers, Gnosis PT1; Christ Consciousness.

[deathandmysticism]

Ottaviano Dandini, Detail of Witches at a Black Mass, 18th century

[bimorgana]

I can see in you the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close-set bars of a cage, a vivid, restless captive. Were it but free, it would soar, cloud-high.

Jane Eyre (2011) dir. Cary Joji Fukunaga