That […] mixture of sensuality and cruelty which has always seemed to me to be the real “witches’ brew.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche, The Medusa Reader, transl by Walter Kaufmann, (2013)
...she sits alone at her table, shuffling her tarot deck compulsively.
Erin Morgenstern, from 'The Night Circus'
something ive noticed while reading dantes inferno is that there seems to be a lot of italians in hell
❛ it looks worse than it feels. ❜
emilia’s gaze flicked to the figure standing before her, taking in the blood staining her sleeve and the fresh cut along her jaw. strangers though they were, there was something familiar in the way she held herself — shoulders squared, chin lifted, as if daring the world to see her pain.
❝ it looks worse than it feels. ❞
the girl’s voice was even — almost dismissive — but emilia didn’t miss the way her fingers trembled slightly at her side. the witch narrowed her eyes, hesitating for a moment before stepping closer. ❝ maybe. but you’re still bleeding. ᴸᴱᵀ ᴹᴱ ᴴᴱᴸᴾ. ❞
♱ ⠀⠀… ⠀⠀𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖 ⠀⠀your ⠀⠀𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖊 ⠀⠀.
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I’m not afraid of you anymore. Because I’m holding the axe.
Byzantine silver cross pendant, 10-11th century.
a questionnaire, noor unnahar // haunted womanhood, heather havrilesky // lamb's head on a plate, viggo johansen // citizen illegal, josé olivarez // grief lessons: four plays by euripides; tr., anne carson