Story: Leader
Chapter: Caged Birds Can Never Fly
Rating: T
Summary: Robin centric . A take on the uncannon robin/raven relationship - if were to exsit , would it really?
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Through the cloak of black night we meet.
A shadow of a smile graces your dark features.
Distant,
Cold,
Tired.
Alone.
The darkness surrounds us.
A comforting blanket,
It's ebony fabric brushing against us
Hiding,
Comforting,
A lone red ember,
Fighting to keep alight
To keep secret
To keep sheltered
To keep what little of sanity we have left to ourselves.
And then we speak,
Warm air rushing out,
Touching,
Breathing,
Seeing,
Feeling.
Our hushed tones,
Shattering the black comfort like glass.
We watch silent again as the pieces fall.
And our facades drop.
As do our cloaks,
Our capes,
Our masks-visible or not.
And we stand there,
Physically clothed
Psychologically naked
Bare,
Exposed.
For us what we truly are.
We stare at each other, and slowly move forward
Until there is but an inch of black night between us
An inch of chaos,
Insanity,
Covered up pain.
Our lips touch lightly
Black meets Black
Shadow meets Shadow
Night meets Night
We meet.
And for a moment, we're free
The bonds broken
Chains snapped
Free to soar,
Free to feel
Free to live.
We break apart, and reality rushes back
Cold
Dark
And alone
We step away from the momentary paradise….
The counted minutes of relief
The minuscule instant of freedom.
And we retreat back to the shadows
Taking comfort in the dark night
Letting the blackness embrace us
Like we never could.
We return,
To our lives
To our chains
Locked doors,
And broken keys.
Thinking,
Hoping
Wishing
Waiting, for this moment to return
Yearning,
Secretly
Silently
Praying for another split second
Of freedom.
For a chance to fly ,
A Robin and a Raven,
Soaring above it all .
Above all the hidden hurts
The bruises
And the wounds that never heal.
To soar above it all
To feel ,
To be free,
To Love.
It will never come…
Caged birds can never fly.
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AN ( which does not stand for Author's Notes but Ani's Notes , hehe): Written last year in my melodramatic phase , over the top yes , but hey you mix a obsessive brooding leader and a gothically clad meditating half demon ...melodramatic just seeps out.
Again this is an origional fic of mine now being added to the "Leader" Collection
Please review kindly
love
-Ani