Rumple's p.o.v

Halfway gone like smoke

Uneven jagged edges

Many missing left out details

Beckoning ocean waves

Lingering reminders of yesterday

Enduring lost sunshine

Eternally voiceless angel of mine

Dancing embers

A valley of dry bones

Whispering cyclones

Ninety different shades of pink and blue

Our holy bloodline

Waits patiently for the rapture

Hanging on a tree, how does heaven appear from up there?

You long to be free so you go ahead and sing your swansong

Only memories can bring you back to me

Unpredictable describes this road that we travel on now together