Curiosities, grotesqueries, antiquities, and related musings from a girl who was hatched, not born.
I'm the witch who dies at the end of the fairytale. I have obsessions with natural history, the occult, and all manners of terrible and beautiful things in between. I collect curiosities, keep strange pets, and prefer to keep to myself, but I love meeting interesting people. So please don't hesitate to say hello.
Agostino Arrivabene
Il sette (notte)
(Source: v3l3nomortale, via cyclicality)
The sheer talent of humans.