when the light leaves, then the dark sees

Before you follow me, go through a few pages of my blog to see what you'd be getting yourself into. :s
/about for stuffs about me, I guess, haha.

during afternoon tea, there’s a shift in the air. a bone trembling chill, that tells you she’s there. there are those who believe that the whole town is cursed, but the house in the marsh is by far the worst. what she wants is unknown, but she always comes back. the spectre of darkness, the woman in black.

I’m sorry, I’m just looking at that dancing toy in the fifth gif
&
I
Cannot
Take it seriously. 

(Source: kingmoriartys)

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