Ack. I've been completely, insanely busy these last couple weeks. Therefore, I have not had a chance to update this story. I am finally getting around to it. Here it is:
I do not own the Titans or the song Angel by Sarah McLachlan.
The sun drifted slowly down onto the roof, its pale light slicing thinly through the air. Falling on a square of metallic-grey roof, it illuminated a lone figure, standing solitary near the edge. The hem of a blue cloak fluttered gently in the slight breeze.
Spend
all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that
would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good
enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some
distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let
me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace
tonight
Raven Roth looked up into the murky sky. The day was nearing, the fateful hour that would destroy her friends along with the rest of the world. She cringed, the image from atop that building burned into her mind. All of them, turned to cold, unforgiving stone.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I wish…there were something I could do." Only the silence answered.
In
the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold
hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled
from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of
the angel
May you find some comfort there
"I am not a coward," the empath told her growing doubts. "I will not take the easy way out." Nevertheless, some tiny part urged her to leave, to run away from everything she knew and never go back.
So
tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's
vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on
twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all
that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last
time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This
glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
"What am I thinking?" the sorceress asked herself. "I can't just back out now. I can't."
You can, an insistent voice piped in. You can…
"I can't desert them. I won't!" The little voice faded away.
In
the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold
hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled
from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of
the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of
the angel
May you find some comfort here
Her blazing violet orbs challenged the sky. "You will not win." Resolutely, the dark girl turned on her heel and swept into the tower, as if walking away from some simple victory.
Sorry about the length. But I really had to write it that way, honestly I did. Anyway, please review it. I need them to continue. And I promise I'll get the next chapter up sooner. Cross my heart.
Xx RavenStar
