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Hello, weary traveler

It is the season of frog singing, here. Of burning days, and of nights that know too much.

Never mind the noises coming from the abandoned house across the street (have you convinced yourself it was a fox laughing yet?).

Never mind that the eye shine at the edge of the woods is directed your way.

You're welcome to rest for a while, but do try not to linger.

Once they've noticed you, things become irrelevant very quickly.

Ways to describe Amber Eyes!! <3

daisy eyes.

mouth like a boarded up house.

eyes like air raid sirens.

www.instagram.com/xplaidxscorpiox

Accurate AF.

There are certain times when

it is best not to turn around.

Like when you believe you're alone

yet you feel someone standing

behind you.

The cats stare.

The leaves rustle.

Is it the wind?

What will you see when, in an attempt to take a photo, you forget to turn off the flash?

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(Zoom in on photo to see what sees you)

Dusk has fallen.

You are alone.

Just ignore the whispering from the raspberry bush.

(You are alone.)

rose & pennyroyal tea.