I walk the halls and marvel at the traces the ghosts left behind; their faint laughter and passionate love affairs in the dark
their dancing and music their finery and cries their pain as end of an era comes closer each passing day
I wonder how it must be, a ghost in the world, stuck within your time
— ghosts of versailles, stuck in your time of parties and fun // a.
4 janvier 2020 04:29 am this is based upon a trip to Versailles, and how it’s not so empty and beautiful and it just made me think of what is it like for the ghosts that still haunt it— the memories and emotions about it.