| patron saint, are we all lost like you?|:shouldwereallyreachforheaven:
Title: Sæglópur
Fandom: Hunter!Barbarian!Kariko
Rating: G
Genre: Random Poetry written at 1 in the morning to a Sigur Rós song.
Summary: Is this what free feels like?
She's put the skull down, left it behind.
All that's here now is she and the rain and nothing more.
Arms to the sky.
Feet firmly on the ground
Head tilted to the heavens.
The drums start
She doesn't hear them, fake thunder
The real one shatters everything, and she flies.
Doesn't matter that she's out of time
Or that she isn't supposed to be here
She's doing it for her own sake
And no one else's.
For the first time, she's free.
Fandom: Hunter!Barbarian!Kariko
Rating: G
Genre: Random Poetry written at 1 in the morning to a Sigur Rós song.
Summary: Is this what free feels like?
She's put the skull down, left it behind.
All that's here now is she and the rain and nothing more.
Arms to the sky.
Feet firmly on the ground
Head tilted to the heavens.
The drums start
She doesn't hear them, fake thunder
The real one shatters everything, and she flies.
Doesn't matter that she's out of time
Or that she isn't supposed to be here
She's doing it for her own sake
And no one else's.
For the first time, she's free.