✧ CRIMSON PEAK SENTENCE PROMPTS !
* A MIXTURE OF CRIMSON PEAK PROMPTS , TRIGGERS MAY APPLY , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .
❝ They take the heat from the sun, and when it deserts them, they die. ❞
❝ You’re monsters. Both of you! ❞
❝ It’s a world of everything dying and eating each other right beneath our feet. ❞
❝ Surely there’s more to it than that. ❞
❝ Beautiful things are fragile… ❞
❝ At home we have only black moths. ❞
❝ Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty. ❞
❝ They thrive on the dark and cold. ❞
❝ What do they feed on? ❞
❝ You’re so… different. ❞
❝ Ghosts are real, that much I know. I’ve seen them all my life… ❞
❝ It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all. ❞
❝ But the horror… The horror was for love. ❞
❝ The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. ❞
❝ This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. ❞
❝ There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do to us. ❞
❝ Will you still like to know my thoughts? ❞
❝ The aches that you describe with such earnestness, the pain, the loss. ❞
❝ In fact, you only seem to know what other writers tell. ❞
❝ You clearly have not lived it at all. ❞
❝ Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly. ❞
❝ You are nothing but a SPOILED CHILD! ❞
❝ What do you dream of? A kind man? A pure soul to be redeemed? Perfection? ❞
❝ I advise you to return to your ghosts and fancies. ❞
❝ A house as old as this one becomes, in time, a living thing. ❞
❝ It starts holding onto things… keeping them alive when they shouldn’t be. ❞
❝ Some should never be spoken about again. ❞
❝ You will stay here, with us… won’t you? ❞
❝ A man that feeds off land that others work for him. ❞
❝ This parasite is perfectly charming and a magnificent dancer. ❞
❝ I cannot leave you here. ❞
❝ I find myself thinking about you even at the most inopportune moments of the day. ❞
❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. ❞
❝ The first time I saw one I was ten years old. ❞
❝ There were to be no parting kisses. No goodbyes. No last words. ❞
❝ You said you loved me! ❞
❝ I’ve always closed my eyes to things that made me uncomfortable. ❞
❝ I don’t want to close my eyes. I want to keep them open. ❞
❝ It makes everything easier. ❞
❝ I heard you the first time. ❞
❝ It’s an excellent likeness. ❞
❝ The more the house sinks, the worse it gets. ❞
❝ Goodness. How many rooms are there? ❞
❝ We must do something about it. ❞
❝ Others that hold onto an emotion. A drive. Loss. Revenge. Or love. ❞
❝ The spilling of blood. A terrible crime. ❞
❝ I don’t know. Would you like to count them? ❞
❝ Do we have to do this? Must we? ❞
❝ She stopped drinking her tea, but I poisoned the porridge. ❞
❝ That’s exactly what our mother told us in her last moment. ❞
❝ This is your home now. You have nowhere else to go. ❞
❝ Perfection has no place in love, [Name]. ❞
❝ You know precious little of the human heart, or love, or the pain that comes with it. ❞
❝ This place is hundreds years old. Souls come and go. ❞
❝ Some of them are good; some of them bad… ❞
❝ You insist on describing the torments of love when you know NOTHING about them. ❞
❝ How do you manage this house? ❞
❝ Actually, I’d rather be Mary Shelly; she died a widow. ❞
❝ Perfection has no place in love. ❞
❝ Perhaps we only notice things when the time comes for us to see them. ❞
❝ In [Country] we bank on effort, not privilege. ❞
❝ The men at this table, all of us, came up through honest, hard work. ❞
❝ Well, maybe not all of us. [Name] here is a [Occupation]. ❞
❝ If there’s one thing I know, it’s the importance of the right tool for the job. ❞
❝ Everyone falls in love, dear, even women. ❞
❝ There are things that tie them to a place. ❞
❝ The marriages were for money, of course. ❞
❝ You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.. ❞
❝ Nothing gentle ever grows in this land. ❞
❝ My heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞
❝ I won’t stop… until you kill me… or I kill you! ❞
❝ So it’s all out in the open. No more secrets! ❞
❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. And should that link be broken either by distance or by time, then my heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞
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