#maybe bernie goes to a talk serena gives. or she reads a poem at the seance and they get chatting after
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I went to Hebden Bridge recently for the first Sylvia Plath literary festival (it was really good, hope it's an annual thing) and omg. The vibes of this place! It was like walking through a Hallmark movie; there was a Pumpkin Festival, everyone and thing was autumn incarnate, it was beautiful.
And obviously. Obviously! My mind went to fandom and fanfic. It was like I was part of a construct of a perfect fic, lives were playing out before my very eyes, and I can't do mood boards, but here. I think you get the gist
#Apothecary Bernie#serena is a visiting academic/ poet/ writer/ plath enthusiast discoveing herself after years of putting others first#maybe they meet at the dead (women's) poetry society seance at Nelson's wine bar which bernie frequents#maybe bernie goes to a talk serena gives. or she reads a poem at the seance and they get chatting after#maybe bernie loves getting involved with it all. offers to walk people to heptonstall to plath's grave#(its a fucken Hill man i would advise against unless you're prepared to see jesus when you draw breath)#lots of fic ideas anyway#Wolfe and Wild#berena fic ideas#and i honestly just fell in love with this place like Sylvia Plath probs never intended to end up buried here#like absolutely not. but if i had to have someone else choose for me this'd be it.#beautiful place#❤️
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