#vanished

[unhinged2you]

now it's over, you've taken your life.

[insectsthatspunyoursilkk]

[wormpiratesblog]

guys this is bad i cannot be trusted with platonic love stories

someone's gonna need to put me down.

[charnel-grounds]

“One moment she was sitting there; The next, she’d vanished into air — The Ipsidiad, can. VI”

Edward Gorey (1925–2000), The Awdrey-Gore Legacy, 1972

It will be remembered that Miss Awdrey-Gore was one of the most prolific (vide our Two Shilling Reprint Library) and celebrated writers of detective stories at the time of her unexpected disappearance on St Spasmus’s eve in 1927. On various occasions since then, she has been reported (among a number of another possibilities) in a private lunatic asylum, living in Taormina dressed as a man, married to a Salubrian nobleman in Slobgut, or alternately, a garage mechanic in Idle-on-Sea, in religious retreat on the slopes of Kanchenjunga. But always falsely: her whereabouts for the past forty-four remain unknown.

[coquettemeth]

[spellofselfdestruction]

now we’re both dead and scared of the black

[theconstantnymph]

Vanished, 1995