27 November, 2006
.sleep.
Muscles are tense and cheeks are pale. She sang a shallow lullaby (over & over) trying to lull herself to sleep. Slumber is a distant acquisition, and she paced discontently in her room, wearing away the nihlistic, groaning floorboards with each restless step.
"Lovers burned and took their revenge
The lion sails tonight..."
Her voice shook more and more with each word:
"Once consumed and turned to ash
In its cold blue light"
The words turned her mind over in their disturbingly harmonious hands until she finally sank into the depths of her own self, and lay still.
When she awoke, she was relieved to know where she was, in her room. the familiarity curved her lips into a smile and she opened her window. The sun was out and it was raining. Perfect. She hummed and she blinked, until she noticed the tips of her toes were singed. Then, she cried.
"Only a lover lost burns in GhostFire"
Credits: Tiger Army for song lyrics
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