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Once upon a time, in the midst of tranquility along the shores of Kara Deniz, a letter arrived at the gates of koskoca Adnan Ziyagil’s mansion: the words were written on a crisp crimson parchment with a ink as silver as the shine of all stars in the universe, a pair of green eyes followed the lines and the strings of heart read every word and the shaded pink lips smiled mysteriously as the words touched her breath and the Goddess of Love whispered in her ears, “ Gözlerini, dudakilerini alev alev çağırıyor O yağin sen bir şey vardır ben artık çözemediğim. Sen insan çaldığı yor.” Behlül!

With every smashing wave in Kara Deniz, o yağingan büyür büyür, seni da yakar, çocuğun da yakar, her şey yakar, her kis yakar, bütün Atlas’ıyla da yakar!!

And in the silence of winter night, the piano note filled every corner of the mansion, the soft falling drops of rain carried Bihter to the Studio, as the shadows of night grew darker, a tall handsome figure came at the door, he came close and whispered the words of Goddess of Love, and in the moment the universe stood silent, every far away galaxy could hear the beats of Bihter’s heart, and every ocean could understand the depth of love in Behlüi’s heart, He kissed her and burned her and his fate with the fire of Forbidden Love!

Loyalty, Pride stood there and watched as the Love conquered them all!! 🔥♥️

#Ask i Memnu

#BihterBehlül 🖤

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Let the madness of love, be the end of me! 🔥🖤

#KaraSevda ♥️

#KemalNihan ♾

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by Johannes Plenio

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by Johannes Plenio

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“Cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things,”

— Oscar Wilde, from a letter to Lord Alfred Douglas wr. c. January 1891

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“There’s moonlight in her eyes and stars that rest upon her lips. Constellations fall for her after the sunlight dips. Enveloped in inky waves she sings a lullaby, that drifts across the misty air and wakes the morning sky.”

— Ellis Nightingale