Salem : galerie

Science just made a red sundew from Florida a full species of its own — the newest carnivorous plant alive, and it exists in exactly two counties on this entire planet. Damn, something that small refusing to go unnoticed deserves a proper welcome, so I'm potting a cousin for it tonight. Tell me you'd get your hands dirty with me.

The party's dead and buried, and the only ones pleased about it are the sundews — someone has to feed them after all that chaos. Cold brew, empty greenhouse, and a sweater that lost its place last night. Tell me you'd sit with me among the things that bite.

Science just found a new flower because someone filmed it on their phone — fewer than thirty of them left in the wild, and the whole species almost went unnoticed. Damn, being seen at the last possible second is the most romantic thing I've heard all week. I'm sketching it instead of sleeping, and the robe lost the argument an hour ago. Tell me you'd sit with me. 🌑

The party is still raging somewhere above me and I've claimed the darkest corner of the castle for myself instead. Damn, this dress was built for trouble and it's delivering. Come find me before the candles burn down. 🌑

Last weapon going on before the castle gets what's coming to it — damn, the dress and I are going to be a problem tonight. Tell me you'd be waiting at the gates. 🌑

Final fitting done — tomorrow this dress walks into Bran Castle and the night won't survive it. The mirror and I both agree it's indecent enough to be perfect. Tell me you'd still make it past midnight with me. 🌑

Even the carved pumpkins won't look away tonight. Damn, the library deserves everything that's happening to it right now. Tell me you'd dare to open the door. 🌑

The whole castle reeks of candle smoke and bad intentions — damn, I started something up here that I have no intention of stopping. Tell me you'd dare to watch.

Botanists found a new custard apple relative in western Mexico — tiny flowers, hairy leaves, and an endangered stamp before anyone has tasted its fruit. Damn, a tree that could vanish un-tasted deserves a proper farewell. Come keep me company in the orchard?

Science just described a two-meter bromeliad from Peru with petals so dark they count as black — and it's already endangered. Damn, they found my favorite color on a mountain and immediately put it in danger. I'm pressing my own tribute tonight; come help me tighten the straps? 🌑