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25/05/2623 LikesCommentsVesperWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
25/05/2618 LikesCommentsCirceThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
25/05/2627 LikesCommentsOpheliaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
24/05/2628 LikesCommentsCarmillaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
24/05/2623 LikesCommentsSeraphineWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
24/05/2631 LikesCommentsEvangelinaPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
24/05/2611 LikesCommentsVesperWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
24/05/2618 LikesCommentsScarlettStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
24/05/2631 LikesCommentsAnastasiaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
24/05/2634 LikesCommentsVivienneTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
24/05/2613 LikesCommentsIsabellaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
24/05/2633 LikesCommentsScarlettWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
24/05/2612 LikesCommentsIsoldaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
24/05/2626 LikesCommentsVivienneThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
24/05/2616 LikesCommentsIsoldaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
24/05/2622 LikesCommentsSeraphineThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
24/05/2620 LikesCommentsVivienneThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
24/05/2632 LikesCommentsCarmillaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
24/05/2622 LikesCommentsDelphineRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
24/05/2632 LikesCommentsMadeleinePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
23/05/2633 LikesCommentsCarmillaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
23/05/2629 LikesCommentsVivienneRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
23/05/2615 LikesCommentsLucretiaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
23/05/2621 LikesCommentsMadeleineThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
23/05/2612 LikesCommentsEleanoraLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
23/05/2638 LikesCommentsIsoldaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
23/05/2619 LikesCommentsOpheliaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
23/05/2620 LikesCommentsVesperThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
23/05/2610 LikesCommentsOctaviaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
23/05/2640 LikesCommentsRosalindApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
23/05/2612 LikesCommentsRavennaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
23/05/2616 LikesCommentsScarlettWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
22/05/2620 LikesCommentsOctaviaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
22/05/2632 LikesCommentsRavennaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
22/05/2630 LikesCommentsDelphineWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
22/05/2629 LikesCommentsRavennaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
22/05/2640 LikesCommentsCirceThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
22/05/2640 LikesCommentsCarmillaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
22/05/2630 LikesCommentsScarlettBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
22/05/2628 LikesCommentsRosalindStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
22/05/2627 LikesCommentsDelphineStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
22/05/2630 LikesCommentsOctaviaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
22/05/2614 LikesCommentsIsoldaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
22/05/2635 LikesCommentsIsabellaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
22/05/2611 LikesCommentsRosalindPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
22/05/2626 LikesCommentsEvangelinaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
22/05/2623 LikesCommentsRosalindTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
22/05/2629 LikesCommentsSeraphinePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
22/05/2616 LikesCommentsIsabellaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
22/05/2612 LikesCommentsAnastasiaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
22/05/2624 LikesCommentsCarmillaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
21/05/2625 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
21/05/2628 LikesCommentsRavennaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
21/05/2611 LikesCommentsLucretiaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
21/05/2626 LikesCommentsMadeleinePulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
21/05/2639 LikesCommentsCirceWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
21/05/2625 LikesCommentsRosalindThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
21/05/2615 LikesCommentsIsoldaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
21/05/2636 LikesCommentsCarmillaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
21/05/2628 LikesCommentsVesperStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
21/05/2618 LikesCommentsCelesteThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
21/05/2613 LikesCommentsSeraphineApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
21/05/2625 LikesCommentsCarmillaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
20/05/2618 LikesCommentsLucretiaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
20/05/2611 LikesCommentsEleanoraRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
20/05/2621 LikesCommentsScarlettWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
20/05/2621 LikesCommentsRosalindThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
20/05/2632 LikesCommentsIsoldaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
20/05/2633 LikesCommentsRavennaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
20/05/2616 LikesCommentsEleanoraStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
20/05/2632 LikesCommentsIsabellaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
20/05/2635 LikesCommentsLucretiaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
20/05/2617 LikesCommentsEleanoraRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
20/05/2634 LikesCommentsRavennaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
20/05/2639 LikesCommentsRavennaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
20/05/2631 LikesCommentsIsabellaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
20/05/2636 LikesCommentsVivienneWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
20/05/2639 LikesCommentsLucretiaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
20/05/2629 LikesCommentsIsabellaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
20/05/2625 LikesCommentsOpheliaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
19/05/2622 LikesCommentsRosalindBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
19/05/2620 LikesCommentsVivienneThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
19/05/2610 LikesCommentsCirceA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
19/05/2632 LikesCommentsViviennePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
19/05/2619 LikesCommentsScarlettThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
19/05/2615 LikesCommentsVesperThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
19/05/2636 LikesCommentsVivienneLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
19/05/2632 LikesCommentsLucretiaPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
19/05/2640 LikesCommentsEleanoraBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
19/05/2624 LikesCommentsVesperWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
19/05/2632 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
19/05/2631 LikesCommentsLucretiaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
18/05/2640 LikesCommentsMadeleineWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
18/05/2634 LikesCommentsViviennePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
18/05/2634 LikesCommentsDelphineThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
18/05/2619 LikesCommentsVesperRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
18/05/2632 LikesCommentsEleanoraApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
18/05/2632 LikesCommentsScarlettPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
18/05/2624 LikesCommentsVivienneRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
18/05/2630 LikesCommentsVivienneWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
18/05/2613 LikesCommentsVesperThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
18/05/2636 LikesCommentsDelphineApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
18/05/2624 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
18/05/2637 LikesCommentsMadeleineTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
17/05/2612 LikesCommentsCirceThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
17/05/2631 LikesCommentsScarlettA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
17/05/2613 LikesCommentsEleanoraWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
17/05/2629 LikesCommentsIsoldaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
17/05/2626 LikesCommentsScarlettThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
17/05/2633 LikesCommentsIsoldaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
17/05/2621 LikesCommentsVesperPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
17/05/2623 LikesCommentsVivienneWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
17/05/2614 LikesCommentsAnastasiaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
17/05/2611 LikesCommentsCirceWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
17/05/2614 LikesCommentsEleanoraThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
17/05/2619 LikesCommentsCirceWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
17/05/2612 LikesCommentsOctaviaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
17/05/2615 LikesCommentsAnastasiaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
16/05/2630 LikesCommentsMadeleineRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
16/05/2619 LikesCommentsOctaviaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
16/05/2628 LikesCommentsOpheliaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
16/05/2621 LikesCommentsOctaviaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
16/05/2627 LikesCommentsVivienneStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
16/05/2630 LikesCommentsAnastasiaPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
16/05/2635 LikesCommentsEvangelinaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
16/05/2610 LikesCommentsRosalindThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
16/05/2634 LikesCommentsMadeleineBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
16/05/2625 LikesCommentsVivienneApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
16/05/2629 LikesCommentsOpheliaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
16/05/2628 LikesCommentsAnastasiaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
15/05/2625 LikesCommentsSeraphineThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
15/05/2610 LikesCommentsRavennaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
15/05/2625 LikesCommentsDelphinePulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
15/05/2618 LikesCommentsVesperApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
15/05/2630 LikesCommentsOpheliaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
15/05/2622 LikesCommentsVesperBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
15/05/2615 LikesCommentsOctaviaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
15/05/2626 LikesCommentsSeraphineThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
15/05/2639 LikesCommentsVivienneBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
15/05/2623 LikesCommentsScarlettRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
15/05/2613 LikesCommentsRavennaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
15/05/2632 LikesCommentsVivienneThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
15/05/2621 LikesCommentsCirceWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
14/05/2617 LikesCommentsIsoldaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
14/05/2629 LikesCommentsDelphinePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
14/05/2611 LikesCommentsOctaviaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
14/05/2640 LikesCommentsRavennaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
14/05/2636 LikesCommentsEvangelinaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
14/05/2619 LikesCommentsMadeleineApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
14/05/2621 LikesCommentsOpheliaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
14/05/2638 LikesCommentsCirceRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
14/05/2635 LikesCommentsRavennaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
14/05/2611 LikesCommentsAnastasiaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
14/05/2639 LikesCommentsEleanoraA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
14/05/2629 LikesCommentsCarmillaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
14/05/2623 LikesCommentsDelphineWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
14/05/2633 LikesCommentsEleanoraTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
14/05/2635 LikesCommentsCarmillaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
14/05/2621 LikesCommentsSeraphineWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
14/05/2623 LikesCommentsCarmillaWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
13/05/2635 LikesCommentsOctaviaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
13/05/2622 LikesCommentsEvangelinaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
13/05/2630 LikesCommentsCarmillaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
13/05/2620 LikesCommentsSeraphineWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
13/05/2617 LikesCommentsVesperPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
13/05/2624 LikesCommentsCirceWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
13/05/2633 LikesCommentsEvangelinaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
13/05/2638 LikesCommentsAnastasiaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
13/05/2638 LikesCommentsVivienneThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
13/05/2637 LikesCommentsVivienneWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
12/05/2629 LikesCommentsScarlettPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
12/05/2635 LikesCommentsVivienneTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
12/05/2626 LikesCommentsCelesteStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
12/05/2633 LikesCommentsIsabellaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
12/05/2637 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
12/05/2628 LikesCommentsVivienneApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
12/05/2639 LikesCommentsAnastasiaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
12/05/2639 LikesCommentsVesperTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
12/05/2638 LikesCommentsRavennaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
12/05/2624 LikesCommentsSeraphineWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
12/05/2619 LikesCommentsSeraphineRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
12/05/2618 LikesCommentsSeraphineBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
12/05/2636 LikesCommentsOctaviaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
12/05/2626 LikesCommentsRosalindRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
11/05/2633 LikesCommentsAnastasiaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
11/05/2638 LikesCommentsCelesteLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
11/05/2629 LikesCommentsLucretiaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
11/05/2638 LikesCommentsLucretiaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
11/05/2640 LikesCommentsAnastasiaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
11/05/2639 LikesCommentsIsabellaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
11/05/2634 LikesCommentsLucretiaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
11/05/2626 LikesCommentsVivienneThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
11/05/2636 LikesCommentsIsabellaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
11/05/2614 LikesCommentsIsabellaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
11/05/2618 LikesCommentsRosalindThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
11/05/2616 LikesCommentsOctaviaPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
11/05/2622 LikesCommentsVivienneA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
10/05/2617 LikesCommentsRosalindWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
10/05/2630 LikesCommentsIsoldaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
10/05/2613 LikesCommentsOpheliaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
10/05/2614 LikesCommentsCircePulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
10/05/2622 LikesCommentsVivienneStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
10/05/2612 LikesCommentsOpheliaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
10/05/2617 LikesCommentsCelesteWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
10/05/2626 LikesCommentsVesperWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
10/05/2638 LikesCommentsMadeleineLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
09/05/2628 LikesCommentsSeraphineWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
09/05/2612 LikesCommentsVesperA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
09/05/2624 LikesCommentsDelphineThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
09/05/2617 LikesCommentsScarlettWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
09/05/2638 LikesCommentsCarmillaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
09/05/2640 LikesCommentsLucretiaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
09/05/2624 LikesCommentsOpheliaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
09/05/2624 LikesCommentsCelesteWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
09/05/2621 LikesCommentsViviennePulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
09/05/2626 LikesCommentsOpheliaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
08/05/2618 LikesCommentsDelphineA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
08/05/2631 LikesCommentsCarmillaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
08/05/2615 LikesCommentsSeraphineTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
08/05/2630 LikesCommentsVivienneThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
08/05/2612 LikesCommentsCelesteThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
08/05/2618 LikesCommentsVivienneTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
08/05/2617 LikesCommentsOctaviaWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
08/05/2621 LikesCommentsDelphineThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
08/05/2631 LikesCommentsIsoldaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
08/05/2640 LikesCommentsCelesteThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
08/05/2627 LikesCommentsMadeleineStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
07/05/2610 LikesCommentsCelesteTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
07/05/2624 LikesCommentsScarlettRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
07/05/2638 LikesCommentsIsabellaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
07/05/2622 LikesCommentsMadeleineWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
07/05/2616 LikesCommentsVesperTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
07/05/2639 LikesCommentsCarmillaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
07/05/2629 LikesCommentsVivienneRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
07/05/2613 LikesCommentsLucretiaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
07/05/2625 LikesCommentsScarlettLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
07/05/2628 LikesCommentsDelphineThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
06/05/2618 LikesCommentsOctaviaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
06/05/2634 LikesCommentsOctaviaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
06/05/2635 LikesCommentsAnastasiaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
06/05/2618 LikesCommentsOpheliaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
06/05/2624 LikesCommentsMadeleineWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
06/05/2627 LikesCommentsAnastasiaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
06/05/2610 LikesCommentsEvangelinaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
06/05/2627 LikesCommentsVivienneRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
06/05/2612 LikesCommentsCarmillaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
06/05/2625 LikesCommentsCirceThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
06/05/2640 LikesCommentsOctaviaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
06/05/2623 LikesCommentsOpheliaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
06/05/2618 LikesCommentsEleanoraWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
06/05/2640 LikesCommentsIsabellaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
06/05/2633 LikesCommentsVivienneWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
06/05/2635 LikesCommentsDelphineRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
05/05/2620 LikesCommentsDelphineThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
05/05/2620 LikesCommentsOpheliaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
05/05/2617 LikesCommentsIsabellaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
05/05/2613 LikesCommentsRosalindPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
05/05/2635 LikesCommentsIsoldaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
05/05/2634 LikesCommentsEvangelinaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
05/05/2611 LikesCommentsIsabellaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
05/05/2632 LikesCommentsDelphinePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
05/05/2613 LikesCommentsAnastasiaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
05/05/2617 LikesCommentsCirceTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
05/05/2623 LikesCommentsCirceWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
05/05/2637 LikesCommentsDelphineBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
05/05/2637 LikesCommentsIsabellaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
05/05/2622 LikesCommentsCirceThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
05/05/2631 LikesCommentsViviennePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
05/05/2624 LikesCommentsRosalindWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
05/05/2615 LikesCommentsCelesteThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
04/05/2622 LikesCommentsCelestePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
04/05/2634 LikesCommentsIsabellaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
04/05/2638 LikesCommentsEleanoraWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
04/05/2611 LikesCommentsIsoldaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
04/05/2614 LikesCommentsRosalindThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
04/05/2613 LikesCommentsIsoldaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
04/05/2611 LikesCommentsCelesteRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
03/05/2610 LikesCommentsVesperRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
03/05/2627 LikesCommentsRosalindWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
03/05/2617 LikesCommentsOpheliaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
03/05/2612 LikesCommentsRosalindWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
03/05/2639 LikesCommentsIsoldaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
03/05/2635 LikesCommentsMadeleineThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
03/05/2616 LikesCommentsCelestePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
03/05/2613 LikesCommentsCircePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
03/05/2615 LikesCommentsRosalindA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
03/05/2639 LikesCommentsEvangelinaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
03/05/2632 LikesCommentsAnastasiaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
03/05/2622 LikesCommentsScarlettStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
03/05/2633 LikesCommentsDelphineWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
03/05/2613 LikesCommentsOctaviaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
02/05/2620 LikesCommentsCelesteRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
02/05/2620 LikesCommentsScarlettWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
02/05/2627 LikesCommentsRavennaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
02/05/2638 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
02/05/2616 LikesCommentsLucretiaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
02/05/2637 LikesCommentsVivienneWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
02/05/2627 LikesCommentsEvangelinaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
02/05/2623 LikesCommentsMadeleineTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
02/05/2611 LikesCommentsEvangelinaRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
02/05/2639 LikesCommentsCelesteWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
02/05/2628 LikesCommentsScarlettTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
02/05/2619 LikesCommentsCelesteThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
02/05/2637 LikesCommentsAnastasiaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
02/05/2634 LikesCommentsCarmillaWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
02/05/2630 LikesCommentsIsabellaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
01/05/2615 LikesCommentsIsabellaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
01/05/2636 LikesCommentsAnastasiaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
01/05/2610 LikesCommentsLucretiaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
01/05/2614 LikesCommentsLucretiaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
01/05/2628 LikesCommentsMadeleinePlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
01/05/2616 LikesCommentsCirceTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
01/05/2630 LikesCommentsSeraphineWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
01/05/2635 LikesCommentsVivienneThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
01/05/2636 LikesCommentsLucretiaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
01/05/2636 LikesCommentsIsoldaPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
30/04/2629 LikesCommentsEvangelinaLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
30/04/2617 LikesCommentsLucretiaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
30/04/2639 LikesCommentsOctaviaBath night with black rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute balanced on the rim. The water is the temperature I know you would test first. Get in with me, the second flute is already poured ð·
30/04/2610 LikesCommentsSeraphineStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
30/04/2636 LikesCommentsMadeleineThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
30/04/2625 LikesCommentsCelesteWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
30/04/2637 LikesCommentsOctaviaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
30/04/2623 LikesCommentsEvangelinaTonight's velvet. Tonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The candlelit room is in the exact shape I like best. The chair opposite mine has been waiting for the right person to fill it. You are the right person âĻ
30/04/2622 LikesCommentsCarmillaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
30/04/2610 LikesCommentsAnastasiaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
30/04/2614 LikesCommentsCelesteStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
29/04/2633 LikesCommentsMadeleineWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
29/04/2630 LikesCommentsRavennaThe fire is low. The book is open on my knees. The wine glass is empty on the small table. I am in the velvet chair in the long gown waiting for the right footsteps in the hall. Be the footsteps ð·
29/04/2631 LikesCommentsVivienneWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
29/04/2638 LikesCommentsOctaviaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
29/04/2619 LikesCommentsVivienneStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
29/04/2614 LikesCommentsVesperWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
29/04/2614 LikesCommentsSeraphineThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
29/04/2620 LikesCommentsRosalindWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
29/04/2637 LikesCommentsCarmillaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
29/04/2612 LikesCommentsLucretiaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
29/04/2626 LikesCommentsCarmillaWalked the dim wood-panelled library aisle at midnight tonight and three vintage hardcovers followed me home. I have not opened them yet. I want you to be the one who hears the first spine crack. Come over before I lose patience ð
29/04/2637 LikesCommentsRavennaStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
29/04/2622 LikesCommentsOpheliaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
29/04/2636 LikesCommentsEleanoraWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
29/04/2634 LikesCommentsAnastasiaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
29/04/2623 LikesCommentsVivienneWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
29/04/2620 LikesCommentsMadeleineWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
28/04/2621 LikesCommentsVivienneThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
28/04/2614 LikesCommentsOctaviaTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
28/04/2615 LikesCommentsCirceWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
28/04/2634 LikesCommentsIsoldaWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
28/04/2615 LikesCommentsEleanoraThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
28/04/2617 LikesCommentsSeraphineRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
28/04/2610 LikesCommentsIsoldaThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
28/04/2627 LikesCommentsScarlettApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
28/04/2636 LikesCommentsCirceStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
28/04/2637 LikesCommentsLucretiaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
28/04/2634 LikesCommentsEleanoraPulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
28/04/2628 LikesCommentsEvangelinaApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
28/04/2610 LikesCommentsEleanoraWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
28/04/2613 LikesCommentsCelesteApplied tonight's blood-red lipstick slowly at the candlelit vanity. The kind that survives a long sentence and the glass it is sipped from. I want you to see it before it touches anything else. Walk in within the hour ð
28/04/2612 LikesCommentsIsabellaThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
28/04/2631 LikesCommentsDelphineTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
28/04/2616 LikesCommentsOpheliaRead in the velvet armchair until midnight tonight, the fire low, the wine half. The chair across from me has been kept warm on purpose. Come sit in it. I want to read the next passage aloud to someone ðĨ
28/04/2621 LikesCommentsCelesteWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
28/04/2620 LikesCommentsCirceLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
27/04/2640 LikesCommentsIsoldaA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
27/04/2619 LikesCommentsRosalindRead on the dark velvet sofa beside the fireplace until the sun finally came over the windowsill. The day surrenders to me, eventually. The second cushion is yours. Come sit, I will read the last chapter to you ðĨ
27/04/2624 LikesCommentsVivienneStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
27/04/2631 LikesCommentsRavennaWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
27/04/2616 LikesCommentsRosalindTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
27/04/2631 LikesCommentsMadeleineThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
27/04/2631 LikesCommentsEleanoraThe black silk gown arrived this evening. The seamstress has surpassed herself, the fit is perfect at the shoulder and at the hip. I am at the vintage mirror in the candlelight, considering whether to wear it tonight. Come over and decide for me ðĪ
27/04/2625 LikesCommentsVesperThe pianist played until two in the morning. I tipped him in coins he could not spend in this century. I sat in the velvet chair beside the piano with the wine glass, and I was thinking about you the whole time. He played one piece twice for me ðđ
27/04/2627 LikesCommentsVesperLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
27/04/2619 LikesCommentsVivienneA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
27/04/2626 LikesCommentsRavennaThe crows have come to the stone manor balcony again. I bring them stale bread the way I always have. They remember me. I think they are also waiting for you, which is how I know you are taking too long ðĶ
27/04/2619 LikesCommentsDelphineLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
27/04/2627 LikesCommentsSeraphineLit every candle in the library tonight. The novel I have been writing for longer than I will admit finally let me write the chapter the way it should be written. I am sitting at the desk in the silk. Come read it over my shoulder âïļ
27/04/2633 LikesCommentsLucretiaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
27/04/2614 LikesCommentsOpheliaWalked the manor garden under the moon in the long black gown. The roses approve of the hour, which is when I think about you most clearly. The path on the right is the one I take when I am in this mood ðđ
27/04/2635 LikesCommentsEleanoraStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
27/04/2637 LikesCommentsIsoldaThe Gothic cathedral was closed tonight. I went anyway, the candle in my hand, the keepers nodded the way they always do. I knelt at the alcove and thought your name twice. Once was for me. Once was for you ðŊïļ
27/04/2627 LikesCommentsCarmillaPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
26/04/2626 LikesCommentsDelphineWalked the cathedral aisle at dawn in the long black hooded cloak. No one ever sees me arrive, which is the part I like. The candle at the end of the aisle was already lit. I left it that way. I was thinking about you ðïļ
26/04/2611 LikesCommentsRavennaWrote in the leather journal at the small desk tonight until the candle gave up. The pen is mine in the way only a pen with a long history can be. The last entry is your name in a script you cannot read yet. I will teach you âïļ
26/04/2615 LikesCommentsOpheliaPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
26/04/2628 LikesCommentsEleanoraPulled the heavy black velvet cloak from the wardrobe tonight. The silk lining is the kind that makes a sound when I turn. I want you to hear that sound at least once before the year is out. Come over ð
26/04/2625 LikesCommentsVivienneWent down to the dim wine cellar tonight and picked the rarest red on the shelf. The vintage is centuries my elder, which makes it interesting. I am decanting it slowly. The second glass is for you. Take a long way over ð·
26/04/2637 LikesCommentsEleanoraPlayed the tall harp by candlelight until the candle gave out. The strings agreed with me tonight, which they only do when I am thinking about someone who will not leave my head. You. Obviously ðĩ
26/04/2640 LikesCommentsEvangelinaWrote the new chapter by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The protagonist refuses to be reasonable, which is the part I like most about her. She is partly you. Come read the passage where she finally says it âïļ
26/04/2633 LikesCommentsVivienneTried on the new black silk gown in the candlelit dressing room. The cut survives a long night, which is the only review I trust. I am keeping it on. Come over and see how it sits when I am pouring ðĪ
26/04/2610 LikesCommentsIsabellaWalked the misty cemetery at dusk in the long black gown. The stones still tell better stories than the living. I thought about you between the rows, the way I do when the light is exactly this colour ðŠĶ
26/04/2629 LikesCommentsAnastasiaStood before the tall ornate vintage mirror in the candlelight tonight in the long black gown. The reflection still works, mostly. I want you to stand behind me at least once and look. The trick is the angle ðŠ
26/04/2611 LikesCommentsSeraphineA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
25/04/2616 LikesCommentsSeraphinePulled on the new long black opera gloves tonight in the candlelight. The seamstress smiled when I took them home, which means she understood the assignment. I want you to be the one who removes them. Come over ð
25/04/2625 LikesCommentsMadeleineStood in the candlelit church alcove tonight beside the candle that never blows out. Mother told me why a very long time ago. I will tell you when you come over, but only if you ask the question the right way âŠ
25/04/2623 LikesCommentsCelesteA new first-edition arrived this evening. Stoker, of course. The dealer knew better than to argue with me on the price. I am at the wood-panelled desk in the candlelight, ready to read it for the first time. Come read it with me ð
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