| as you go off to the war ( @ 2008-09-03 03:52:00 |
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| Current music: | 30 Seconds to Mars; "Was It A Dream" |
| Entry tags: | another country: thirty ways, arch |
Yeah, I'm a selfish bastard, but at least I'm not alone.
(do i dare) disturb the universe
second: "none of a kind"
Arch crouched in a corner, his knees drawn up to his chest. One thin hand toyed with a tear in the fabric of reality, pulling at the edges, widening it as quickly as it knitted itself back together. Its edges bled darkness like gore: shadow that swept over his hand like smoke, sinking into his fingers with a hiss, dissipating in the thick city air.
Suddenly seeming dwarfed by his baggy black sleeves, his twitching digits curled into a fist, and Arch stood, groaning, flexing his jumping hand. Darkness writhed just beneath his skin, purpling the veins and staining the bones. Without his insistent interruption, the hole in reality behind him was gone in moments, and Arch turned from the space where it had been—just cobblestones, now—back towards the city,
and smiled.
First thing I ever wrote for this! Oh-hoh, I bet you're confused now. Also. The first part of thirty ways to say goodnight will be up soonas soon as I write it.
Suddenly seeming dwarfed by his baggy black sleeves, his twitching digits curled into a fist, and Arch stood, groaning, flexing his jumping hand. Darkness writhed just beneath his skin, purpling the veins and staining the bones. Without his insistent interruption, the hole in reality behind him was gone in moments, and Arch turned from the space where it had been—just cobblestones, now—back towards the city,
and smiled.
First thing I ever wrote for this! Oh-hoh, I bet you're confused now. Also. The first part of thirty ways to say goodnight will be up soon