Ice-blue eyes, and ice-blue heart.
She knew he was trouble from the very start.
He wouldn't believe her,
Because he's okay, He's sure.
Green eyes terrified,
amber heart petrified.
Blue eyes cold,
amber remembers what he was told.
This cat is trouble,
Down the brown tabby tumbles.
A screech of pain.
Here comes the rain.
Washing away the old spoken prophecy,
Before all is peaceful, blood will spill blood. And the lake will run red.
Blue eyes, dead.
SquirrelXBramble- Hawkfrost
Song: Again
By: Flyleaf
