Dark Academia Guide

dark academia autumn

•black earl grey tea and coffee cups left on the window-sill as rain falls softly. a classical record plays in the background, crackling with the grains of time

•the golden september light falls gently on the campus buildings. a cold breeze slips under your tweet and wool as you notice new secret engraving on the stone walls

•the feeling of a new notebook, leather bound and with empty white pages. your fountain pen rolling along the wooden desk

•your shoulder aches from the weight of all the books you've brought home, perfumed with the ancient musk of the hidden library you've discovered for the first time

•the leaves swirling past as you sit on the bench campus, filling your curious mind with secret languages and the sonnets of your most treasured poet