May 12, 2018
when she’s not just a pretty face. CS
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when she’s not just a pretty face. CS
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corbin clarke - driafting
I have a drifters spirit. It's not that I mean to leave people, it's that I fully can not stay in one place. I long for flotation and lofty nights. I will not fully leave another spirit, but it's up to them to see how I am attached to them and what I've left behind. I leave little pieces of myself in every entity. Find it. Find me.
-a drifter (via mattiemaria)
A haunting story linked to the Fukushima disaster, but it's about what happens after that: the memories and the losses and the ghosts - and about how some things need to be given back to those who truly own them. Also features an amazing, creepy ending that resonates with Japanese horror stories. The link leads to a text version of the story, but contains a link to the audio version which is how I first encountered this story.
Me + PasFash
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Partner
If I could dance to the rhythm of your heartbeat, would you let me?
Sway with me.
Listen to these hushed whispers of mine, for it speaks your name. I will comfort you and keep you close, and you shall be untouchable, save for my sweet caresses. The world will gaze at you for leaving its confines; the world will beg you to come back to its lawlessness. I will stay your heart.
You will move with me, and no one else.
I am dancing to your heartbeat.
A Sinner's Sanctum--Prologue
It spiraled down, and down, and down. Endless.
He felt light as a feather, not because he was at peace with himself, but because he was empty.
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper he went. Hopeless.
Clinging to memories became his existence, and it was often that he escaped there. It was a sinner's sanctum.
He reached up to the mouth of the void, "Save me."
The void smiled back, "This is where you belong."
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It spiraled down, and down, and down. It was only the beginning.