❝ I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist. ❞
You are a shadow, wreathed in the judgment
of darkened cathedrals, bloodied rose gardens,
sacramental souls lying scattered on the floor.
And I, I am frightened by your scent
like opium, like rust in the rain.
— Kristina Costa, Elements: Love in Five Parts (via insidieuxs
❝ You see, I want a lot.
Maybe I want it all:
the darkness of each endless fall,
the shimmering light of each ascent. ❞