Ruins of Despair
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A weary pilgrim on the grave of the Romantic Hero, a forlorn eulogist cast upon the desolate shore of the exquisite agony that is The Gothic.
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'Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' (P.B. Shelley)
#books #gothic #romanticism
'Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' (P.B. Shelley)
*clapping my hands in excitement*
January 13, 2026 at 11:08 AM
*clapping my hands in excitement*
More like springtime lethargy. I live in Helsinki; here the increase in daylight is rather dramatic during the first months of the year, and I guess some of the more shadowy types just can't handle it :D
January 13, 2026 at 10:57 AM
More like springtime lethargy. I live in Helsinki; here the increase in daylight is rather dramatic during the first months of the year, and I guess some of the more shadowy types just can't handle it :D
Oh no, springtime stresses me out as is!
January 13, 2026 at 10:42 AM
Oh no, springtime stresses me out as is!
This is oddly true in part, as sounds do become noticeable quieter in low temperatures (say, -20°C and below, especially if there's lots of snow). But imagine the clamour – and regret – in springtime, if the second part were true!
January 13, 2026 at 10:23 AM
This is oddly true in part, as sounds do become noticeable quieter in low temperatures (say, -20°C and below, especially if there's lots of snow). But imagine the clamour – and regret – in springtime, if the second part were true!