Raven could fight, fire and heat and power flung up against the dark in a wave, a wall, a counterthrust. It remains motionless just a little above my hours Raven could flee, grabbing Ace's cage as he goes, safe and away and gone, for now or for good. like the soul of an eyeless statue. Instead he raises his hands to Blodwen's wrists, grip firm but gentle, and he lets the Dark in, heat haze twining around it like vines, like ivy. There is a throng gathered in that bird His laughter stutters, body choking in one breath. thousands of people forgotten, wrinkles obliterated Two. broken embraces and laughter that has not ended, Then silence. works arrested, silent stations. And a rising tide of power floods out of him, from his hands, from his chest where she touches him, and pours back into her, back over her, Raven's laughter ringing high and clear above it all. a heavy sleep of golden spangles.
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Date: 2006-06-13 03:10 am (UTC)It remains motionless just a little above my hours
Raven could flee, grabbing Ace's cage as he goes, safe and away and gone, for now or for good.
like the soul of an eyeless statue.
Instead he raises his hands to Blodwen's wrists, grip firm but gentle, and he lets the Dark in, heat haze twining around it like vines, like ivy.
There is a throng gathered in that bird
His laughter stutters, body choking in one breath.
thousands of people forgotten, wrinkles obliterated
Two.
broken embraces and laughter that has not ended,
Then silence.
works arrested, silent stations.
And a rising tide of power floods out of him, from his hands, from his chest where she touches him, and pours back into her, back over her, Raven's laughter ringing high and clear above it all.
a heavy sleep of golden spangles.