Dare Not (Vanilla, RHC, Cherry, Chopped Nuts)
Verse: Sparksong
Challenges: Vanilla #15 (inhospitable lodgings), Red Hot Cinnamon #10 (charred/scorched) + Cherry + Chopped Nuts
Title: Dare Not
Summary: Er... Côme's message for Irene if he knew what was going on while she was missing?
Rating: PG-13 (implied torture, suicidal thoughts if you squint)
Notes: Moar from the Caged Bird sub-verse/AU thing. I seem to like tormenting Irene, yikes.
This is a villanelle, the same form as the famous "Do not go gentle into that good night".
Sort of for mah Poetry Party over at the_malt_shoppe, as a kickoff. (Couldn't I have written something nicer for this? Ugh.)
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite,
Though eroded and fresh-cut are thee,
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Fists and spell set you alight,
You are losing even your will to be,
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.
The birds outside have taken flight,
My darling, can you know my plea?
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Your captors laugh at your plight,
But in your mind you are with me,
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.
We are coming and bring a blight,
Don't fade my dear, you will be free,
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.
Challenges: Vanilla #15 (inhospitable lodgings), Red Hot Cinnamon #10 (charred/scorched) + Cherry + Chopped Nuts
Title: Dare Not
Summary: Er... Côme's message for Irene if he knew what was going on while she was missing?
Rating: PG-13 (implied torture, suicidal thoughts if you squint)
Notes: Moar from the Caged Bird sub-verse/AU thing. I seem to like tormenting Irene, yikes.
This is a villanelle, the same form as the famous "Do not go gentle into that good night".
Sort of for mah Poetry Party over at the_malt_shoppe, as a kickoff. (Couldn't I have written something nicer for this? Ugh.)
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite,
Though eroded and fresh-cut are thee,
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Fists and spell set you alight,
You are losing even your will to be,
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.
The birds outside have taken flight,
My darling, can you know my plea?
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Your captors laugh at your plight,
But in your mind you are with me,
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.
We are coming and bring a blight,
Don't fade my dear, you will be free,
Dare not forget for what you fight.
Oh, the burns do sting and the frost does bite.