You Wore Wild Flowers In Your Hair

❝ You are the other half of my soul,
Your limbs entwined with mine,
As if they had always belonged there.
And they have.
Always.
But the Gods will not smile upon us.
The blood we share has doomed us.
I cannot bare this world without you,
But I cannot live in this world with you ❞
- Love Letters: Kupalo and Kostroma [a.m.b.]

[Slav mitolojisiyle alakalı kısa bir one-shot]