Kaylie Smith

Of course, as with the magic, Ophelia was quickly learning that the idea of something was only pleasurable when it stayed an idea. A distant daydream.

“What a phantasmagoria the mind is and meeting-place of dissemblables!”

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

Shadows can only be seen in the presence of light,” he told her, the words agonized. “I worry when you leave, there will be no one left to see me.”