MysticBloom

Night is a time when sleep awakens a lot of music, and a special kind of conversation manages to take place in a small room. I consider myself a moth - like a glow in the moonlight, like the light of stars on a dark window, like a leaf that does not want to fall. I love conversations in which we can be very open, and our bodies are warm, I love long night stories, puzzles, mysteries, old legends, cruel beauty, thick fog, and the feeling of blissful intoxication that appears between the lines. Sometimes I can be a fairy from an old fairy tale - unusual, fragile, mysterious, like a ray of moonlight. And sometimes I see in myself a wolf who knows all the secrets hidden in dark corners, who understands how to become one with the night. My legs sway in the air. I like to spend the whole evening in the atmosphere of the moonlight, the names and scents of flowers mingle: lucky coincidences of words, flashes between phrases, from which a warm carpet is woven under each footstep. I love pajamas, I love to play with words, I love to watch the sky in my world - moth, starry, windy, tempestuous. I need someone who is ready to go hunting with me and share my secrets. You have to be open, I can become the same bright guidance of your night.

Online:Simply: I am online after midnight, when the mystical and mysterious time comes, when no one hides behind a mask.

I love:I love the night, the moon, the stars, music after midnight, black cruel beauty, books with short stories, old stories and tech that allows magic moments to happen.

I don't love:Rudeness, skepticism, dry conversations, people who pretend to be cool and do not want to share their real feelings.