I am neither living nor deceased.
I do not exist, yet I am very real...
Mine are the unseen eyes that watch you when you are alone.
Mine are the fingers that chill you to the bone, without a touch.
Mine is the voice you hear in the silence.
Mine is the shadow that passes at the edge of your sight.
Yours is the blood that flows, crimson and sweet, with my eternal gift.
Yours is the cry as numb fingers grasp at an unseen presence.
Ours is the darkness and silence that greets us for all eternity.
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Stories by RavenLeFae
Sing Me To Sleep
She loves him so deeply, a love that stands the test of time. But she is so tired...she just wants to sleep...
That Night
This is an alternate timeline/ending to "The Chosen One" (series 2 finale...yes, this is going back...
Music Therapy
Reader is now working and living with the Avengers (and Loki) She has a troubled past, and after a rough day...
