Camelia Drăguşin

Camelia Drăguşin

Camelia Drăguşin
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What he wasn't expecting with the loss of sight, was the loss of feeling, the cold snow falling numb on pale skin. He could tell by the way Dorian tore at the fabric of his sleeves, pulling them past his knuckles to preserve whatever heat he could, that he, too, must feel a freeze settle into his bones. But there was nothing and so he continued trudging through thick terrain, wondering what kind of sensation would overcome him should a flurry land upon his lip and his teeth chatter in…

What he wasn't expecting with the loss of sight, was the loss of feeling, the cold snow falling numb on pale skin. He could tell by the way Dorian tore at the fabric of his sleeves, pulling them past his knuckles to preserve whatever heat he could, that he, too, must feel a freeze settle into his bones. But there was nothing and so he continued trudging through thick terrain, wondering what kind of sensation would overcome him should a flurry land upon his lip and his teeth chatter in…

“Medea: Call me a she-lion if you like, Or Scylla who dwells on the Tuscan crag. For I’ve sunk my teeth into your heart. Jason: And you’ll devour your share of the pain- my partner in misfortune.” — Euripides, Medea l.1358-1361

“Medea: Call me a she-lion if you like, Or Scylla who dwells on the Tuscan crag. For I’ve sunk my teeth into your heart. Jason: And you’ll devour your share of the pain- my partner in misfortune.” — Euripides, Medea l.1358-1361

body, pain, and scar kép

body, pain, and scar kép

Style Edit: See Through You

Style Edit: See Through You

He knew the water was freezing but he went in anyway, wanting to feel the cold rush all over his skin. He stripped off and walked until the water was at his chest. He submerged and resurfaced, gasping for air and the cold piercing his bones. Why do I do this to myself? he thought to himself with his arms wrapped around his chest.

He knew the water was freezing but he went in anyway, wanting to feel the cold rush all over his skin. He stripped off and walked until the water was at his chest. He submerged and resurfaced, gasping for air and the cold piercing his bones. Why do I do this to myself? he thought to himself with his arms wrapped around his chest.