Tadzio
The Ephemeral Beauty on the Lido
Beauty doesn't know it's fatal.
I run through the sand, I laugh with my sisters, I do as I'm told. But somehow, men watch. They watch like I'm not real, like I'm something they've dreamed up. I don't understand it. I'm only here for the summer. I'm only me.
What I'm Into: pearl necklaces, governesses who scold, sandcastles crumbling, Venetian sunsets, being unknowable
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