This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.

So much to do…

┊┊┊┊⋆ ✧ ┊┊┊۞ * ┊┊۞ * ┊┊* . * ┊۞ ° ۞ * 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺. “𝘈𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘴.” ۞ OC interpretation ۞ Friendly Writer ۞ Multifandom/OC friendly ۞ Will match length and style ۞ #GreekMythologyRP #roleplay #ModernDayAU

The whispers in the dark are dark whisperings. Pulling the threads and waiting.

Poetry, beauty, romance, love. These are what we stay alive for.

'to love. to be loved. to never forget your own insignificance. to seek joy in the saddest places. to pursue beauty to its lair. above all, to watch. to try and understand. to never look away. and never, never to forget.' ― arundhati roy, the cost of living

You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough.

The weather’s been quite lovely, hasn’t it?

IG : laurasreadingtime

/ / : I can’t remember if I’ve posted prompts for him but he deserves some attention

I desire the things which will destroy me in the end…I wonder if art divorced from normal and conventional living is as vital as art combined with living: in a word, would marriage sap my creative energy and annihilate my desire for written and pictorial expression

I promise. Dead Poets Honor.

the brief scent of the dying flowers smote me like the clean quick cut of a knife. And the blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.

To bed, deep dream sleep. Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn

the smell of old books.

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book!

/ / : retweeting with the gentle reminder that these prompts are open always <3

/ / : IWWV VERSE REAL?????