April 2013
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you
upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance
upon the mountains like a flame.” —William Butler Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire (via terra-atque)
upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance
upon the mountains like a flame.” —William Butler Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire (via terra-atque)
