A Masquerade of Embellishing Mysteries
Mystery is a beautifier unlike any other.
Romanticism requires a bit of ignorance. There is a shade of mystery to all romantic things, and, of course, mystery itself is just a romanticized shade of ignorance. All that is magical or fanciful or awesome is a silhouette yet to be detailed. In many ways, causality is the enemy of romanticism. Rarely do the inner workings of…