Mar 22, 2023
“You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me, hating me through death and after. Love will have its sacrifices. No sacrifice without blood.
To die as lovers may–to die together, so that they may live together. Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when summer comes; but in the meantime there are grubs and larvae, don't you see–each with their particular propensities, necessities, and structure.”
The second painting in my series on Carmilla, the 1872 novella by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu.
