Once upon a broken heart evangeline5/22/2023 ![]() ![]() Every entry here was carved panels, decorative architraves, glass awnings, and gilded keyholes. Nothing in the Temple District was this unattractive. The door at the end of this decrepit alley was barely taller than she was, and hidden behind a rusted metal grate instead of covered in beautiful bloodred paint, but she would have bet her father’s curiosity shop that this was the missing door. It’s now impossible for anyone to enter the church-Įvangeline shoved the two-week-old newsprint into the pocket of her flowered skirt. ![]() ![]() Painted the deep bloodred of broken hearts, the iconic entry simply vanished from one of the Temple District’s most visited churches sometime during the night, leaving behind an impenetrable marble wall. The door to the Prince of Hearts’ church has disappeared. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |