Athaair

Prologue Wordlist for this chapter:   Elvish (Fel’äe)                          English Do’ Mel’onne                       My Lord      Dai’gë Tha’ë tala?                Who is there? Lil’a Weann’en llim’ mea ro ai’d hï’de           I humbly thank you for the aid    Mal’                               Lady Nj’le                               Yes   Ra’o!                              Run!      Reillenno lo’ Yalla’flealin                      Captain of the Elite Guard Ti’sch                               And A light snowfal

“Your eyes, they shine so bright I wanna save that light ”

i am the girl with more faith in myths than in the future. there are more dead bodies in this world than the living. and if that doesn't frighten you, then i don't know what would. i guess you could say that graves are just the closets in which we hide our skeletons in.   {but don't             forget to                        throw away                                      the keys} there are ghosts all around us. and i think that maybe, just maybe, i'd rather take my chances down in the underworld with them than up here where the earth is slowly dying— all because of the living.

I won't leave, Even if, You say you hate me. I won't go, Because I can see, The pain you hide. I know you don't trust. That's fine with me. I'll just stay, Until little by little, Your heart opens. Until you can learn, To love and trust again. I promise, I won't leave like the rest.

"The woman of my dreams" And you (choose to) forget that the dream dreams you, not you the dream "Living a dream life" Yes, you are the hero, but not yours the script And you don't know how it will go, nor how long it will last, nor how it will end "And then I awoke" With only a fleeting memory fading fast like wisps of smoke from your grasp "So beautiful it made me cry" And though the tears are of joy, All you are left with is despair.

i don't sleep anymore. or at least i don't think i do. it's one of those things i stopped keeping track of like the number of words that make my mother cry (cancer, lists). if i'm being honest, i stopped sleeping (maybe) around the time i started thinking in a series of parentheses. because i don't sleep, my arteries demand too much air (oxygen, clean) from the space outside my window. i make my room my heart, cold. it fills with a wind only bricks can breathe, an ice only soil is willing to withstand. i am winter's soul. the world becomes a different place when you stop noticing sound (mute, black and white film) and start noticing every m

You'll never know How much you mean to me How your work drives me to be more How your words give me the courage to go on How your being gives me reason to wake up in the morning You'll never know How your voice speaks to my soul How your touch sends chills down my spine How your eyes show me such wonder You'll never know How your actions affect my every move How your presence alone makes my day How your friendship makes my life worth living You'll never know How much I admire everything you do How much I enjoy every minute you're with me How much I love every piece of you You'll never know How you saved my life just by b

I don't really feel that you were friend not really at all you just told me what to do and how to feel I don't really think you were my friend at all

Not an artist Not a musician Not a poet Not a builder Not a singer Not an actor Not patient Not helpful Not a director Not an author Not a scientist Not a teacher Not a model Not an angel Not a thinker Not a reader Not a designer Not a script Not an adventurer Not a warrior Not a doctor Not a detective Not a child Not yet a woman If I am none of these then what am I?