@ambrosefaust said:
❝ They’ve gone to the underworld! Down, down, down! And they are no more. ❞
ask meme // accepting in lieu of starters
write a requiem then, won’t you, composer dear? death is worn like a shroud held tight around the shoulders. no, he doesn’t know or remember every ghost. no, it doesn’t matter.
salieri tilts his head to watch this performer, or whatever he is. the words are too exuberant for it not to be some level of performing, though there’s no telling if it’s directed internally or externally.
salieri frowns at him nonetheless. “give the ghosts a chance, at least. where’s the hope if everything’s to disappear into some hades or hel somewhere?”










