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Japanese mother of pearl fantail dove, 1880

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fabulous creature?

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Christoffer Wilhelm Eckersberg (Danish, 1783-1853)

Porthus i parken Villa Borghese i Rom

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Saint-Janskerk, Gouda, Netherlands

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La Nuit (before 1937)

— by Auguste Raynaud

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Greg Sellers | Sunset Lily

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Human chess - Palace Square, St. Petersburg

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twenty years across the sea

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UNESCO-Welterbe Markgräfliches Opernhaus Bayreuth by baroqueblockbuster.

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Attending to the shrine, Venetian lagoon by Hermann David Salomon Corrodi

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New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream

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Valentine Cameron Prinsep (1838-1904) "Ayesha" (1887) Oil on canvas Pre-Raphaelite Located in the Tate Gallery, London, England This portrait was widely assumed to be a portrait of Queen Ayesha, from Rider Haggard’s novel, She. The novel had been published the previous year, and quickly became one of the most popular in the late 19th century.

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cemetery of laeken, brussels.

the story of a marble worker evrard flignot who devastated by the death of his wife built a mausoleum for her. at first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. but, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.

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“I will never be ready. I will keep her waiting forever, and she will wait, because she loves me. I am evil, I have said this. The guilt lies between each of my ribs, it has a tighter hold on me than she does, it grows all over my body like mould. If she leaves it up to me, we won't ever leave Crossmore. We will die here, shrivelled up by fear, separate from one another.”

Sunburn by Chloe Michelle Howarth.

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“Some parts of her I keep in my memory, others in my heart. This I keep in my blood. And all night in bed, my blood slowly drags through my veins, bringing that moment to every piece of my body. It’s beyond words. This isn’t a feeling, it is a state of being.”

Sunburn, Chloe Michelle Howarth