Oct 30, 2021
I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul.
— i love you so // the walters
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I hope you feel what I felt when you shattered my soul.
— i love you so // the walters
Dearest reader,🌿
Greetings! This is Mathilda Redfox and I go by the username @goreoftheredfox, and I am very much happy to relay to you a message all about the existence of this account.
This account serves as my green, little corner. 🍃 This was made with love for the purpose of writing. Prompts, poems, stories, and any form of literature will be posted in this account. Some are just random, such as moodboards and anything I desire to post. If maybe, you want a dedication, quiries, or you have a will of request, kindly click the Ask Box and there you go. Please, be kind and polite.
My tags are dark academia, cottagecore, royal, crown, goddess, she-elf, forest, red fox, corsets, shield maiden, daggers, swords, bow and arrow, blood, green, ink, poet, fantasy, and literature.
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Please, keep in mind that I am still learning and trying to improve as a writer and grow as a person. If you spot such mistakes of mine, do not hesitate to inform me privately so I can correct myself with your help. Also, take note that most of the photos I’ll be using here are not mine. Credits to their rightful owners!
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With love and honor, Mathilda Redfox. 🦊
They always say sunset is a proof that everything has an ending, but for me, it means a new tomorrow with you.
— gore of the red fox
Living is tiring. But at least I can wear pink ribbons and style my hair however I want. I can catch butterflies in my net and play with it whenever I want. I can eat small slices of cake and paint my lips light red as the wind offers a dance to my curly hair. I look pretty when I cry and gorgeous when I smile. The ocean waves when I arrive with the gift of peace as its wind give me comfort. Cherry stains on my white dress and my make up ruined by my tears. Living is tiring, but at least my nails are done and I can wear high heels while strolling around the streets of London with my dog on the leash. At least mushrooms and tulips are growing in my garden and nature sings to me of perfect melody and birds hum me good lullabies as I fall asleep. It may not change the fact that living is tiring, but at least good things exists. I just have to see it. A thunder never lasts forever, even the forever feels like forever.
“If my body turns cold when fate is yet to end with us, and if my road’s already a dead end, please take my heart. I promised to give it to you, didn’t I?”
— gore of the red fox
Though she was born in a cage, she grew larger and stronger, and the cage broke.
— gore of the red fox
Women are not JUST women.
— gore of the red fox