So, uh.

There are four people, one for each element. There are four elements, and not all are equal. ~1313 words. And I really don't know why I have so much random mythology in my writing, or where I get it all from.

( Her hair is red, fire red, danger red, and it swings when she walks. )

matches are like butterflies
(bright sparks they die in slow motion)

they are red and yellow and gold and blue
(like autumn leaves)
and the smoke they leave is like quicksilver,
mercury-fast as liquid,
clinging, staining.
(the smell lingers in your lungs in your clothes)

a match might start a fire,
like one man might start a war.
(but fire is ( Read more... )

head back, eyes closed, i can remember the days when i loved you. i used to watch you from afar, listen to you talk and watch you smile. i counted the ways the sunlight shone on your hair and i thought you were beautiful ( Read more... )

in this mirror there is a land ( Read more... )

there is a little love ( Read more... )

i am not a saviour.

i am not big, or clever,
or good or kind
or any of those things.

i am selfish, and stupid,
and bitter and jaded
and all of those things.

i am not your saviour,
but maybe i can be mine.

Or do I divide and pull apart
'Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
This ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands? the captain slit the sails ( Read more... )

i have never been awake at 4 am ( Read more... )

Okay, I give up on my brain.

Supernatural, the fairytale. The names are slightly confusing, but they fit. Also, they fulfil that fairytale tradition that the name tells you about the character. (See; Cinderella, Snow White.)

~1327 words, mostly gen.

( the man who could not die and the man who was not a man )

You can be my maiden ( Read more... )