books, candles, rain. my apartment. 10/27/19.

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books, candles, rain. my apartment. 10/27/19.
Not all answers are found outwardly. Some lie within the self, and are brought out.
HILLAM HALL, by Sandy Settle (@witchqueenofthemoon)
And so I had nothing, not even the knowledge of my despair. It was as a whirling vortex upon the wind. I could merely stand inside of it, and cry into the cosmic night.
HILLAM HALL, by @witchqueenofthemoon
“...No one told me of your beauty.” He spoke with blunt, pointed force, his voice like a storm itself, driven toward me;
HILLAM HALL, by @witchqueenofthemoon