My other art dump was a mess, so I'll just start fresh. :/
(I didn't choose the name ~ I blame whatchamacallit for any confusion that might have been caused, and please contact her if you'd like to file a complaint or have any questions.)
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
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