(A/N: Dedicated to Journey Maker)
Cold, Beautiful October
By SMYGO4EVA
Hearts are frozen in the midst of standing waterfalls, the ice piercing the very core of humanity and the warmth shielding us no longer. Affection exists no longer in the unforgiving world of the dead, the world where any human emotion is locked in stoicism and sadness. The requiem of the fallen lies in the haunting melody of the song, the cries of withered lust and unheard voices invoked.
The comfort of the sun lies hidden in the psyche; it yearns to be found. It wants to be discovered so the wings of a bound angel can be set free; to fly into the clearest skies of blue. Conjurers of the darkness fall upon the black lakes emerging from a frozen heart, but wolven fangs will disintegrate into a pure form of humanity.
Tears blossom and burn with desire as light brings upon the true nature of one's humanity, the essence of what makes a person human. Lovely emotions wash upon the shores and literally become frozen in the lake. The lake of which belonged to the frozen heart, the eternal autumn whispering in the cold, beautiful October.