Runecneht - 𝕽ū𝖓𝖊 𝖈𝖓𝖊𝖍𝖙

regret

Nothing has been the same, nothing will ever be the same. Agony's distorted verbal attacks from the near but very present past, the calmness of the wind as it frisk the forest with its delict hands spreading an abundant amount of pollen as spring grows near and near. I ask the question of what will bring me back to clarity and normality but its not as simple as moving on or letting go you have to forget every last drop of blood that was ever shed the countless mistakes and hardships you've cost people. In this scope of matter and forms there is no longer a soul that knows me, now I'm just wondering to leave soon and be put to rest by decay of natural process. That's truly alone now I'm just a shell of who I once was my potential has fallen there is no other word that suites me more then regret. I regret staying a live for those I loved and I regret living, nothing will ever feel normal again not love not any relationships. My heart is nonexistent.

as you look it looks at you, with intentions of kindness

Isn’t it funny? How the cold numbs everything          but grief.

If we could light up the room with pain we’d be such a glorious fire.

(Ada Limòn)

The ghosts of Crimson Peak all fit within the style of the film but are different in the way they are categorized by three different colors: red, black, and white. Each color has its own meaning for the fate of the ghost after death … Red ghosts are people who are trapped at Allerdale Hall. Black ghosts are people who choose to stay. White ghosts are people who choose to leave.

CRIMSON PEAK (2015) dir. Guillermo del Toro