persephone's corner

theblackwook:

Je m’enflamme et me consume pour les yeux d’une étrangère qui ont bien plus de mystère que la lumière de la lune

mattiaperins:

A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame ? Quel est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre ; celui-là ne mérite pas d’être sur terre

hauntedthief:

no church in the wild

(insp.)

elegantblonde:

I want a Gothic squad, roaming around dark castles by candlelight, sultry makeup, silk and lace gowns, literature for days, where a constant and ominous fog clings to the grounds

olympusfalling:

Dracula Untold deleted scene

anniethecat:

I wanna be the weird lady who lives in a small house and grows lavender and wears sundresses with straw hats and always has a book to recommend

red-hoods:

@tfotadaily promo: applications open now

“Desire is an odd thing. As soon as it’s sated, it transmutes. If we receive golden thread, we desire the golden needle.”