'I Saw The Wind Within Her' - Emily Dickinson
[OC: Charlie]
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'I Saw The Wind Within Her' - Emily Dickinson
[OC: Charlie]
‘Fazal tells me this is the last rose of the summer.’ he said. ‘After we spoke of flowers last night, I had a mind to give it to you.’ He gazed at it. ‘And then I decided that it was better to let it choose its own time.’ - The Bone Season, Samantha Shannon.
“I can offer you nothing,” he said. “Only a song in the shadows.”
“Sing it to me,” I whispered back.
‘A chroí,’ I said, ‘I’m not afraid of you.’ - The Dark Mirror, Samantha Shannon.
If I knew how prints worked id so be down to make prints of these if ya’ll were interested alas
I made a speedpaint of this but gave up halfway while recording so that’ll probably not go up sooooooo
Consider this a “sorry for not being more active you try and draw with a baby slobbering on your drawing arm” gift.
Do reblog!
- L
Autumn in Edinburgh 2016
candles || daughter
this is my view from my seat in the library today (!!!)
the bone season by samantha shannon
Nothing’s worse than a story without an end.
Westminster in the mist
A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Miserable Mill by Lemony Snicket
If you have ever had a miserable experience, then you have probably had it said to you that you would feel better in the morning. This, of course, is utter nonsense, because a miserable experience remains a miserable experience even on the loveliest of morning.
Kind of wish I’d studied in Oxford. It must be amazing to be surrounded by buildings like this.
siv @call-me-siv
one may smile and smile, and be a villain
I have this thing with hands
by Barnaby Kent
Steam train from Bewdley, England