Emily's Wild Nights, Wild Nights

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    Sorrah
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    DaVinci2
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    4mos ago
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Prompt

A dimly lit bedroom at dusk. The bed is unmade, with deep blue sheets scattered like waves. On the pillow lies a stack of handwritten glowing letters, each sealed with dark blue wax bearing arcane sigils. Female with long, tar dark hair and pale skin, in beautiful silver dress with shiny sapphires on it, she sits on the edge of the bed, leaning forward with quiet, piercing intensity. Their eyes glow faintly, one part lover, one part supernatural observer, staring directly at an open book resting on the bed. The book’s pages are turning on their own, the ink shimmering with flecks, magical lights of night sky and glimmers like tiny constellations. Nearby, a delicate pile of nightingale feathers spills from a carved wooden box, each feather etched with fine symbols of desire. A single candle burns low on the bedside table, casting a golden halo that barely keeps back the encroaching darkness. On the floor, a reflection: as if the whole scene is mirrored in black glass, showing the same figure—but in the reflection, the eyes blaze like a cold sun, revealing their true, otherworldly form. Outside the window, dawn is beginning—a thin line of light rising, illuminating an ancient, fog-wreathed landscape beyond. The atmosphere is charged: a storm contained in silence, the air vibrating with unspoken words and an overwhelming sense of forbidden longing. Silver sigils floating in the room, a hint of magic.

More about Emily's Wild Nights, Wild Nights

Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port, —
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!

- poem by Emily Dickinson

Prompt by ©Sorrah

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