There Must Be Magic

By GirlWithACamera

The Burning Cathedral of the Summer

"I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips." - Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit

Thursday's sunrise was fierce and golden: a burning flame that lit the skies and set fire to the edges of the horizon.

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