littledallilasbookshelf reblogged
Of COURSE I’m reaching for the Beatles. I mean, duh.
There is something about words. In expert words, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves round your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you
they work their magic.
Thirteenth Tale