“April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.”— T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
(via kittencrimson)
“April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.”— T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
(via kittencrimson)
Candlelight-magick 