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Hi there, I assume you just stumbled upon this blog. A fall down the rabbit hole, an accidental step through the wardrobe into a wonderful land unknown. Explore it if you desire. I have an overwhelming desire to travel to every corner of the globe. Im drawn to forests and woods. Old soul. Addicted to books, coffee and tea. Lover of fairytales, myths and legends. Fondness of Ireland and Scotland. Musical soundtracks. This place is a space where I can express my emotions,thoughts and inner creativity in a different form. Post me a letter if you ever need to talk about anything.

We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one.

if you don't even believe in the possibility of magic, you will never ever find it.

Never touch girls forged in fire.



the end of an adventure

my heart


Labyrinth (1986)
But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.
Anne Brontë (via songofiaras)

(Source: feellng, via songofiaras)

Skin as white as snow

(Source: thimblesandpirates, via the-hexorcist)


Please could you stay awhile to share my griefFor its such a lovely dayTo have to always feel this wayAnd the time that I will suffer lessIs when I never have to wakeWandering stars, for whom it is reservedThe blackness of darkness forever x

Pandora (detail) by John William Waterhouse (1849-1917)
oil on canvas, 1896

Midsummer by Flora McLachlan

Bubble Wall