...then she went right back onto the moors. But here she is ~captured in time. A silhouette based on a painting by her brother, Branwell, over heather purple. An antique buckle and a lace doily frame her like her delicate health framed her stark soul. Charlotte would have approved; Emily would have shook her head and shrugged on her way out the door to roam the moors with her hawk, her massive dog and her ghosts.
