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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.

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.
Caitlin
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"Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C."

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I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
John Keats, La Belle Dame Sans Merci (via mercurieux)

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themagicfarawayttree:

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I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress, with an instinctive, deep, and unshakeable love. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness.
Guy de Maupassant  (via mirroir)

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