aes; romantic academia.

by @sylvia.


crashing steel-wool waves, letters tucked away in castle walls and sealed with kisses, ballroom dances and sweet nothings, studying by the light of a lantern, brocade lined boots with pointed toes, textbooks with rumors written on the inside, a mysterious red ribbon, meeting under the light of a full moon to dance around a fire, reciting byron and keats in the highest tower of the school, sending secret letters via pigeon or raven. - user voxapollo, tumblr.