that night jayne dreamt of spring. of the smell of sunlight and mint, bees and birds and a gentle chorus of fountains hidden behind the flowers. for a moment she felt warm. only a moment.
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that night jayne dreamt of spring. of the smell of sunlight and mint, bees and birds and a gentle chorus of fountains hidden behind the flowers. for a moment she felt warm. only a moment.
“touch comes before sight, before speech. it is the first language and the last, and it always tells the truth.” — margaret atwood
the wood's daughter
teos aesthetic i 🌿 crysta faylinn briarwood iv taurus sun / pisces moon / aries rising / enfp / hufflepuff / inspo
i opened my game just to test @honeybodies‘ reshade preset byee
hard at work or hardly working
ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀ: “First of all - if ya need to know - I learned it from a grimoire, and - to answer your second question - I’ve concluded that my great aunt Ferwen’s alchemy recipes had a bit of… dramatic flair. And thirdly, it’s bloody cold outside.” ᴇʟʟᴀʀɪᴀ: “Crysta, did your great aunt Ferwen’s grimoire happen to include a spell for forging life into golems, as well?” ɴᴏɪʀᴀ: “What?!” ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀ: “…Maybe.”
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