By The Pricking of Thumbs
I'm on my way. Maddy | NZ/UK | Historian. PhD student.
“Strange goddess, witch, and daughter of night,”— Charles Baudelaire, tr. by Roy Campbell, from “Sed non Satiata,”
when it comes down to it everything is about ghosts except ghosts, which are about love
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Das Bildnis des Dorian Gray, 1970
“I dreamed of you. I dreamed you were wandering in the dark, and so was I. We found each other.”
- Stephen King, The Green Mile
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For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.
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at least there’s fucking friends. at least there’s people who love you in this godforsaken world
i think it’s cute when someone admits they have a crush on you
i think it’s a fucking miracle
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She prepared herself for bed, as to dream of him when there.
Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (1817)
He’s not just fucking with Jonathan, it’s also insidious that Dracula is framing him because it’s another method of isolation; The villagers are likely to believe Jonathan has been turned into a vampire and is hunting their babies on Dracula’s behalf, so they fear and hate him. It’s one thing for Jonathan to think the locals won’t help, but now it works both ways, so even if he did try anyway it wouldn’t work.