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~The lake is frozen over
The trees are white with snow
And all around
Reminders of you
Are everywhere I go~
Dragging yourself from the comfort of sleep was like pulling yourself from a tempest, the waves crashing over you, dark clouds beating you with heavy storms. Yet, you woke to darkness, silence. Your eyes, swollen, red and stinging from the night’s tears, glazed over as you peer into your memories, a time lost.
Time stood still in this room, while the rest of the world passed you by.
And despite the unbearable ache, the wound in your chest from a heart long broken,
you wished to remain in these visions, these figments of your dreams,
for they were the only thing keeping him alive.
It's late and morning's in no hurry
But sleep won't set me free
I lie awake and try to recall
How your body felt beside me
When silence gets too hard to handle
And the night too long
Limbs weighted, you slowly tear yourself from the softness of your blankets, the warmth of your pillow. You push aside the thick curtains. The brightness of the sun against the snow pierce your sleep laden eyes, and you jerk away. As you rub your eyes with your woolen sleeve, you perceive the giggles of children, sprinting through their wonderland, carols tinkling in the clean air, happy conversation and cheerful greetings shared with loved ones, friends and strangers.
A hollow smile perches on your lips. You are a shadow here, observing, never participating.
Much like he used to be...
A shadow, staying behind, watching time roll by...
Your heart nearly stops, as if a knife cut deep into a place you want to ignore so much.
And old tears burn the corner of your eyes, something you fear...
the reality you tried to hard to suppress...
~And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky
I keep this moment by and by~
Flakes glitter as they dance to the ground like little, falling stars. Trees bend and rustle with the wind, melding together in an exquisite pas de deux. Smoke emits from every chimney which cast a hazy cloud over the whiteness below.
But, the scene tires you know. You close your curtain and shuffle back to the sanctuary of your bed...
To the haven of your dreams...
There you would find him.
There, he becomes real.
~Sense of joy fills the air
And I daydream and I stare
Up at the tree and I see
Your star up there~
Once again, you sink into your pillow, the silken softness cradling your throbbing head. A thin film of tears wash over your eyes as you gaze into your lost world, the unearthly realm you created for yourself to escape the grief of the outside world. Your heart pounds in your chest, and you tighten the blankets around your trembling shoulders.
Then, you see him...
A mass of black, shielding dark eyes, skin whiter than the snow, his back hunched as if once, he carried the weight of the world upon his shoulders:
this visage you long for the most, a legend, a hero in your eyes, the only man you ever loved.
Quivering fingers reach for him, stretch for the apparition.
He stands a moment. He observes you, until limber fingers reach for you too.
Time stands still while the rest of the world passes you by.
And as the blackness slowly engulfs you, you swear you feel his cold fingers interlocking with your own, filling those empty spaces, as if filling the tear in your heart...
As frozen tears streak down your face,
a thin smile rests upon your lips.
Here, in this strange place, this clouded limbo of sleep and awake, here he returns for you. Here you see him...
And it is the place you are willing to stay...
~Oh I miss you now, my love...~
~The lake is frozen over
The trees are white with snow
And all around
Reminders of you
Are everywhere I go~
Dragging yourself from the comfort of sleep was like pulling yourself from a tempest, the waves crashing over you, dark clouds beating you with heavy storms. Yet, you woke to darkness, silence. Your eyes, swollen, red and stinging from the night’s tears, glazed over as you peer into your memories, a time lost.
Time stood still in this room, while the rest of the world passed you by.
And despite the unbearable ache, the wound in your chest from a heart long broken,
you wished to remain in these visions, these figments of your dreams,
for they were the only thing keeping him alive.
It's late and morning's in no hurry
But sleep won't set me free
I lie awake and try to recall
How your body felt beside me
When silence gets too hard to handle
And the night too long
Limbs weighted, you slowly tear yourself from the softness of your blankets, the warmth of your pillow. You push aside the thick curtains. The brightness of the sun against the snow pierce your sleep laden eyes, and you jerk away. As you rub your eyes with your woolen sleeve, you perceive the giggles of children, sprinting through their wonderland, carols tinkling in the clean air, happy conversation and cheerful greetings shared with loved ones, friends and strangers.
A hollow smile perches on your lips. You are a shadow here, observing, never participating.
Much like he used to be...
A shadow, staying behind, watching time roll by...
Your heart nearly stops, as if a knife cut deep into a place you want to ignore so much.
And old tears burn the corner of your eyes, something you fear...
the reality you tried to hard to suppress...
~And this is how I see you
In the snow on Christmas morning
Love and happiness surround you
As you throw your arms up to the sky
I keep this moment by and by~
Flakes glitter as they dance to the ground like little, falling stars. Trees bend and rustle with the wind, melding together in an exquisite pas de deux. Smoke emits from every chimney which cast a hazy cloud over the whiteness below.
But, the scene tires you know. You close your curtain and shuffle back to the sanctuary of your bed...
To the haven of your dreams...
There you would find him.
There, he becomes real.
~Sense of joy fills the air
And I daydream and I stare
Up at the tree and I see
Your star up there~
Once again, you sink into your pillow, the silken softness cradling your throbbing head. A thin film of tears wash over your eyes as you gaze into your lost world, the unearthly realm you created for yourself to escape the grief of the outside world. Your heart pounds in your chest, and you tighten the blankets around your trembling shoulders.
Then, you see him...
A mass of black, shielding dark eyes, skin whiter than the snow, his back hunched as if once, he carried the weight of the world upon his shoulders:
this visage you long for the most, a legend, a hero in your eyes, the only man you ever loved.
Quivering fingers reach for him, stretch for the apparition.
He stands a moment. He observes you, until limber fingers reach for you too.
Time stands still while the rest of the world passes you by.
And as the blackness slowly engulfs you, you swear you feel his cold fingers interlocking with your own, filling those empty spaces, as if filling the tear in your heart...
As frozen tears streak down your face,
a thin smile rests upon your lips.
Here, in this strange place, this clouded limbo of sleep and awake, here he returns for you. Here you see him...
And it is the place you are willing to stay...
~Oh I miss you now, my love...~
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OH. MY. GOSH. I ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING...and it got weird. You're supposed to decided whether or not Reader dies at the end. It's all up to you. Honestly, I planned this way back in the day, but I never wrote it! So, here it is.
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I just read chapter 58. ),: