A/N: Yes. It's me. Forgive me for not updating IQ (lol).
I've finished school and I'm panicking at the moment because I'm going to university soon and since Germany is THE land of bureaucracy (even our politicians are joking about a law concerning the import for caramels that allegedly has over 25,000 words) I have to apply for this exam and that enrollment and at different faculties and all that sh*t. The deadlines are totally jumbled and the internet presentation of my university is REALLY bad so that you have to read every effing word twice and think about it for a minute so you don't forget this appointment or that test or whatever.
I went to school for 13 years and worked my ass off to graduate with good marks only to have to do tests to get into the study where I'll have to do exams every few whatnot? Months? WTF? (insert anxiety attack here)
OK, rant is over now. That helped a little bit. I really needed to vent. Phew. Congratulations if you read all that.
Anyways, so my muse died when I heard about Stella no longer being in NY on top of all that up there, so I was inspirationally dead. A trip to my favorite island (Föhr) helped and music did, too.
Many little snippets jumped into my brain. This is one of them.
Great. Now the A/N is longer than the story. Well done, self.
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Finally
Neben ihr wirkt die Sonne schwarz.
-Marteria
Compared to her smile, the sun looks black. The curving of her lips lightens up the universe around you and passers-by turn around to keep the beauty of her with them for a few moments before they are forced to turn back to their everyday life. Glimpses of things this beautiful have become rare for most people and in the last few months, for you too.
She looks indiscribable. It's as if the powers that be had wanted to reimburse you for all the anger, hate and death you have to see everyday by sending her to you in the first place.
You let your suitcase fall to the floor in complete and utter relief.
She is balm for your soul, even if she hasn't said a word yet, let alone touched you.
You have finally realized it.
She is your home. You are home.
Thoughts? I promise (this time I REALLY promise) to answer the reviews :)
