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Published May 12, 2019
"There is more than one door. There is an infinity of doors. All leading to where the bones of our darkest secrets haunt. We all have a cellar door of our own design. My door is made of bone and ash."
“A lie can be more telling than the truth.”
“After all this darkness, Makenna,” he says, “we’d never be enough for each other. You know this.”
"One day, when Luke and I are nothing but ash ourselves, this house will be tore to the ground and the hatch ripped open. The cellar door will be unsealed and the remains of our darkest truth will be brought into the light."
I can´t remember who said it, but the claim was made that "cellar-door" is likely the most beautiful phrase in the English language. Heard out of context, the two words paired together evoke a melancholy that settles deep in my bones. an echo of beauty that feels forbidden.
There is more than one door. There is an infinity of doors. All leading to where the bones of our darkest secrets haunt. We all have a cellar door of our own design.
My door is made of bone and ash.
I'm a rivulet branched out from the storm. Created from the stream.
Isolation can wreak havoc on your rationality.
A lie can be more telling than the truth.
"There’s a fine line between passion and obsession. I crossed that line, and I’m standing before a man that spiraled down obsession’s pit."
"She locked herself in that cellar. I might hold the key, but she holds the way out."