The house is quiet in that fake way, where every pipe tick sounds like it has a plan.
I put a candle in the window tonight, not for anything saintly. More like a small signal to the other odd little creatures who are awake too late and making something out of the dark.
If you are drawing graveyard flowers, writing a paragraph with teeth, photographing a hallway that looks like it remembers you, or just hoarding strange pretty ideas in a notebook, bring it to Dark Corners.
I want this place to feel like a porch light for the weird stuff. Not loud. Just visible enough that the right moths find it.
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Belladusk
"Friend to Crows and Strange Things"
Belladusk
"Friend to Crows and Strange Things"