βThe real magic, you see, isn't in the grand vanishings or levitating doves. It's in the whispers, the cracks in the veneer, the clues you might miss while your eyes chase the spotlightβ¦For cracks, like secrets, have a way of widening in the shadows, unnoticed until the light shifts, revealing the chasm you never saw coming.β (x)
βπ cracks in our story and on the ground that weβve paved, 3 years in advance like weβd live till this day.
light will bleed through and our secrets will follow, debris will subside and theyβll know of the hollow.β (x)
βπ when your reputation is not a pretty sight, i will tarnish my own image to match your frame; dust coated glass, speckles of stars filling into the cracks. i will meet you down at the bottom, my love.β (x)
βYou and I became us and we. There we stood, no frets to be. My hand in yours, our hearts intwined. The sound it came, in slow pitched waves. Higher and higher, deep fears it raised. Reaching an amplitude, a crack it made. Hold me close, hold me tight. This glass castle will shatter tonight. - 12/04/2019.β (x)
βSmashing against the frozen structure that is so solid it feels like glass, so solid it feels like it will never break. The time draws near, springtime sunshine causing small drips and fractures. You strike a match and blow the smoke toward the structure that shelters and protects you. Suddenly, you hear a crack, a crunch, a whoosh. There is a sudden give beneath you, and you tumble through the broken, melting hole in your palace. You have FINALLY smashed through the ice castle!β (x)
βShattered ceilings,
Shards pour like rain
Calm is her demise,
Chaos lives againβ (x)
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π¬ 1Β Β π 12Β Β β€οΈ 53Β Β·Β Post by @daisyswift3 Β· 23 imagesΒ Β·Β Are we at the βsplit in the narrativeβ now? βIf all you want is gray for meβ (bearding
π¬ 5Β Β π 32Β Β β€οΈ 122Β Β·Β Post by @daisyswift3 Β· 5 imagesΒ Β·Β Yes this is exactly how I interpreted it too! Below I color coded different words and
