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The world has been...a trial recently, so this is the first I have written since the poem for my brother.  Prompts from comment_fic


Avengers movieverse, Loki, no redemption (Rings)

Every finger a strand of condemnation.


Fairy tales, author's choice, evil wins.

Ten thousand jars of souls, won.


Author's choice, any, no more time (double fill)

What was soft is now stone.  You are a static, unraveling memory.


Author's choice, any, difficult to forgive

The empty teacup;  a hollow  frame.


Author's choice, any, dead city (double fill)

Through the steel and morning glory it collects their lingering, spent conversations.


Welcome to Nightvale, through the doors. (double fill)

It's a beautiful, illusionary morning Nightvale. Please remember, doors open three ways.

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caffienekitty
Jun. 22nd, 2014 04:38 am (UTC)
Every single one a poetic gem. I feel very privileged to be allowed to enjoy your gift for words. *hug*
ciaranbochna
Jun. 22nd, 2014 05:39 am (UTC)
Ah, I don't know about that, but thank you:) J seemed to enjoy them too.

*Hugs*

Edited at 2014-06-22 05:40 am (UTC)
samalander_dawn
Jun. 22nd, 2014 06:55 pm (UTC)
very awesome :)

is it bad that I'd love to read an expansion of the jars of souls? :)
ciaranbochna
Jun. 22nd, 2014 10:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you.

No, I don't think so, but I don't see one happening;)
lurkingwombat
Jun. 22nd, 2014 08:42 pm (UTC)
I like the description of the dead city :)
hugs
ciaranbochna
Jun. 22nd, 2014 10:53 pm (UTC)
Thanks.
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