FallShe walks aimlessly now. Her heart dripping blood down her sleeve. She was once vibrant. Happy. A smile once graced her now lifeless face, and lit up her dull azure eyes. Something had changed.Fall
Her smile was beautiful. Her heart was glowing. Her hands fitted perfectly in mine. Her head nestled perfectly on my shoulder. I knew everything about her. And she knew most about me. The lines of worry between her eyebrows, that crinkled nose when she laughed. Her twisted smile in times of boredom that could always make me laugh. ‘Yeah, I knew her once...’.
And now she’s running. And she can’t stop.
musicHe plays. His fingers dancing lightly over the black and white keys. His mind as lucid as the ocean itself. He sighs as he plays, encompassed by glowing warmth he has never felt before. The music he plays rises and falls. Soft twinkling notes as the water runs off the hard mossy rocks, as the sunlight twinkles in its translucent depths. The deeper heavier notes as the waves roar and scream, crash against the rocks and splinter into a million tiny pieces.music
And then the music flows. Its whispers and rises all at once. It resounds within the room. Wild horses accompany his playing. Eagles rise on his notes. He finds himself lif
By MoonlightBy moonlight they fought. The black blended into the night’s darkness, the only visible sign of the brute, was the vibrant blue eye. The White had a scream that pierced the soul, and the eyes glazed over a brilliant brown. They danced and swirled and kicked and screamed under the milky moonlight. The dust they disturbed floated around them like a protective haze, yet miles away over the mountains in the valley; their battle could be heard. On top of the peaks, their cries of anguish could be heeding lingering on the cold night air. Still the battle raged. One must die. One must back down.By Moonlight
And stillness engulfed the two. The
Meetings and DreamsSo they met. Two souls, walked across a room, and touched. Their thoughts and words melded. They were perfect for one another: Fresh and new and unburdened by hate and pain. He took her out soon after. They sat opposite each other, their eyes searching each other’s face, hungry for something. She was innocent, he was charred. She was his missing piece, and he was hers. Of course, she was trying to escape her life. As he was trying to forget his. There were constants in their lives...friends. Family. Work. They were new to each other. Uncharted waters and they both sailed without maps. The phone trilled violentMeetings and Dreams
Not in Harry Potter: DHQuotes/ words that should be in Harry Potter but Aren’t:Not in Harry Potter: DH
- “Geez, Voldemort, stop acting so gay!”
- Fabulous
- “Bellatrix, stop groping me. Just…just…go stand over there.”
- “Tell me Lucius, who’s the prettiest ballerina of them all?” Voldemort gave a cold smile at the clearly horrified man.
- “Sooo, what’s REALLY going on between his lordship and that snake, hmm?”
-“Wait a minute,” Harry said. “You want me to put this Snitch where now?”
- “What we ne
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I do love all these
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I hope you enjoy your stay.
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Living is easy
with eyes closed
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