REYKJAVIK

To Dean,

« I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way that this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep »

SONNET XVII
Pablo Neruda

With love, joy.

[HALF-BLOOD PRINCE & THE DEATHLY HALLOWS]

ALL CREDITS GO TO J.K ROWLING
I ONLY OWN ANNABEL AND HER PLOT LINE

cover by @crestmaws