For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Repaint! And boy did it need it.

I know John has a different appearance according to Muir herself but... I can't stop picturing him like this lol... he's just a guy 🤷‍♀️