Here dwell together still two men of note
Who never lived and so can never die:
How very near they seem, yet how remote
That age before the world went all awry.
But still the game’s afoot for those with ears
Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:
England is England yet, for all our fears–
Only those things the heart believes are true.
A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
As night descends upon this fabled street:
A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety-five.
– Vincent Starrett
Hi there. I'm Kizzi.
I'm twenty years old.
I'm a gamer, and a reader, and I watch a little anime and probably too many old Disney films.
I'm more English at my core than I care to let on.
When it comes down to it, I'd like to think I'm a nice person. But then, wouldn't everyone?
I'm a geek. I'm socially awkward, until I know you well, and I can never quite seem to get this whole "conversation" thing down.
I mess everything up, eventually.
I want to get out of this city one day, even though I love it here.
I'm not as pessimistic as I probably seem, and if you've read this far it'd be lovely if you'd get in touch. I love meeting new people.
This girl is my best friend. I love her to pieces.
She is beautiful.
She is articulate.
She is kind, and charming, and the world is a better place for her presence in it.