In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.
Hailey | XXI | Canada
"The moonlight drowns out all but the stars."
occasionally i write things and make gifs.
i also have a penchant for handsome actors, exotic tea blends and green haired menaces