The Nightingale and the RoseJewels of a Nightingale embed the music-moon.More Like This
Dear, perhaps, the death of Life by pearls
though feathers are but copper loose in pocket's breast.
Hyacinths do blossom in his passion's bed
where there should be roses
red as he desires.
And his pale ivory seldom cease the sorrow.
And his lips speak the promise of the scarlet petals.
'She will dance with me till dawn.'
Such a great price!
Since when do bouquet-flowers exceed logic's philosophy?
Here, at last, is a true lover
who shall present the fowl's veins at expense of sailing shadows.
is better than
CoralinexWybie, fanfic-chapt 1It's been a while,More Like This
Since the Other Mother took Coraline.
I still don't know exactly what happened, but tonight,
I want to try to find out.
Hopefully, it doesn't jinx us...
''No! No! Go right!'' Coraline's voice rang out through her house as she screamed at the T.V.
We were playing a snowboarding video game on a Saturday night.
I giggled as the controller vibrated against my hands.
''What're you laughing at, Wy-bie!'' Coraline exclaimed, reaching over to slug me in the arm.
''Ouch! Jonesy! I was laughing at the game!'' I insisted, dropping the controller to rub my arm. She sighed and watched as both our players crashed.
''Sorry. I still need to get that stupid thing fixed, though.'' she said, motioning towards the console.
I shivered, and nodded.
''It's so cold in here...'' I muttered, tilting my head down so my coat would cover me more.
She let out another sigh, and stood.
''Well, come on!'' she said, grabing my wrist to pull me up.
''Why do you have the strength of a man?'' I whispere