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*  A MIXTURE OF CRIMSON PEAK PROMPTS , TRIGGERS MAY APPLY , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .
  • ❝ They take the heat from the sun, and when it deserts them, they die. ❞
  • ❝ They’re dying.  ❞
  • You’re monsters. Both of you!


  • It’s a world of everything dying and eating each other right beneath our feet.


  • Surely there’s more to it than that.


  • Beautiful things are fragile…


  • At home we have only black moths.


  • Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty.


  • They thrive on the dark and cold.


  • What do they feed on?


  • You’re so… different.


  • Ghosts are real, that much I know. I’ve seen them all my life…


  • It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.


  • But the horror… The horror was for love.

  • The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret.

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  • This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out.

     ❞

  • There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do to us.


  • Will you still like to know my thoughts?


  • The aches that you describe with such earnestness, the pain, the loss.


  • In fact, you only seem to know what other writers tell.


  • You clearly have not lived it at all.


  • ❝ Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly. ❞
  • You are nothing but a SPOILED CHILD!


  • What do you dream of? A kind man? A pure soul to be redeemed? Perfection?


  • ❝ I advise you to return to your ghosts and fancies. ❞
  • A house as old as this one becomes, in time, a living thing.

  • It starts holding onto things… keeping them alive when they shouldn’t be.


  • Some should never be spoken about again.


  • You will stay here, with us… won’t you?

     ❞

  • A man that feeds off land that others work for him.


  • This parasite is perfectly charming and a magnificent dancer.

  • I cannot leave you here.


  • I find myself thinking about you even at the most inopportune moments of the day.


  • ❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. ❞
  • The first time I saw one I was ten years old.


  • There were to be no parting kisses. No goodbyes. No last words.


  • You lied to me!


  • You poisoned me!


  • You said you loved me!


  • I’ve always closed my eyes to things that made me uncomfortable.

  • I don’t want to close my eyes. I want to keep them open.


  • It makes everything easier.


  • I heard you the first time.


  • It’s an excellent likeness.


  • The more the house sinks, the worse it gets.


  • Goodness. How many rooms are there?


  • We must do something about it.

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  • Others that hold onto an emotion. A drive. Loss. Revenge. Or love.


  • The spilling of blood. A terrible crime.


  • I don’t know. Would you like to count them?


  • Do we have to do this? Must we?


  • She stopped drinking her tea, but I poisoned the porridge.


  • That’s exactly what our mother told us in her last moment.

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  • ❝ This is your home now. You have nowhere else to go. ❞
  • Perfection has no place in love, [Name].


  • You know precious little of the human heart, or love, or the pain that comes with it.


  • I can’t. I can’t.


  • This place is hundreds years old. Souls come and go.


  • Some of them are good; some of them bad…


  • You insist on describing the torments of love when you know NOTHING about them. ❞

  • I’M NOT DONE YET!

  • How do you manage this house? ❞

  • Actually, I’d rather be Mary Shelly; she died a widow.

  • Perfection has no place in love.

  • Perhaps we only notice things when the time comes for us to see them.

  • In [Country] we bank on effort, not privilege.

  • The men at this table, all of us, came up through honest, hard work.

  • Well, maybe not all of us. [Name] here is a [Occupation].

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  • If there’s one thing I know, it’s the importance of the right tool for the job.

  • I’m a builder, dear.

  • Everyone falls in love, dear, even women.

  • There are things that tie them to a place.   ❞

  • The marriages were for money, of course.

  • ❝ You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.. ❞
  • Nothing gentle ever grows in this land.

  • My heart would cease to beat and I would die.

  • I won’t stop… until you kill me… or I kill you! 

  • ❝ So it’s all out in the open. No more secrets! ❞  
  • ❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. And should that link be broken either by distance or by time, then my heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞