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