When did we all stop believing in magic? Why did we put all our hopes in a box in the attic? I'm the long-shot I'm the Hail Mary Why can't it be me?
Practising Piper, Dornoch Show By Glyn Satterley
‘clair de lune’ by debussy but you’re wandering down the halls of your wealthy reclusive uncle’s grand and empty mansion trying to find who’s playing the piano because you haven’t seen another soul for weeks except your reflection in the mirror
I know it’s not the fairytale book you wanted, but this is better.
Enchanted (2007)
𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒂, 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒔
I don't wanna another night. Trying find another you, another rock bottom. I don't wanna wear another mini dress. To impress, a potential problem. I don't wanna spend the night at someone's place. And fill the space that you used to walk in. I don't wanna know the number in my phone. To wanna hold at three in the morning.
When you’re observing me, who do you think I’m observing? PORTRAIT OF A LADY ON FIRE (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Red-Headed League