November 11, 2008 - 11:52pm — Anzel
The terrace paintings still, the darkness glimmers
And snow, with grace, rides flurries with the wind
And nature's wrath, unyielding, lets you wander
To brace the frostbite standing by your side
Where few are brave enough to move an inch
Into the place where standing still is stone;
Chase stars, and seek the land that's neverending
And blue will take you in, will feed your soul
She's broken, lying down amidst the mist
Of snows, by angels, tainted colors rich
With midnight skies, and moonlight bleeds, they guide her
To places where the endless fades the sin
The beating breaks like sunlight through the cracks
And faintly doth her heart begin to give
For diluted as Paint compared to angel
Like iris to the colour of the Twi'
Gentle as the fragile Painted Lady
Pleading not to break against the wind
A form lays down beside her like the sunlight
To warm her fur in wishes long forgotten
Though aching from the show' of ashen rain
They lay beside the emptiness they have
Beside the children, lie the same in angels
For none could ghost the nexus that they had
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I don't often write poems and edit them, but this one, I decided to reread and edit. :3
I have this image in my head of the scene, but I don't have a picture or anything that would fit...
Remind me of Nightwish
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
To pray is to believe, to believe is to purify one's soul
Aww... I don't fully
You don't? I thought it made
Taint is resting upon a frozen, icy plain that is covered in snow (the kind you see during white-outs). Simply due to the way that times work in Alaska and the poles, I imagined the sky being a deep blue, and glowing lighter blues slowly as the day comes, blah blah blah.
Plume sits by her form. Taint's body feels as cold as stone, because in Plume's world, Taint is only a ghost. But Plume still can see Taint. Taint is sitting, looking out, and has no knowledge that Plume is there. So they just sit.
x3
I understood it better than
Ohh... I thought it was something along those lines but of course, Taint doesn't know she's there. Just like it is really. *sigh*
There must be some way, there's got to be! There's got to be a thin bit in the glass between us. *tilts head* But I don't know where.
Hm...