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Author: tea_4e0jdp

::: Fingolfin Had Died :::

::: Fingolfin Had Died :::

Title: Fingolfin Had Died
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s estate owns all the Elfies. 🙁 I just borrow them to play.
Warnings: (Canon) Character Death.
Summary: As Fingon faces his final battle, he thinks of his father.
Note: “UtĂșlie’n aurĂ«! Aiya Eldalie ar AtanatĂĄri, utĂșlie’n aurĂ«!” and “Auta i lĂłmĂ«!” are lifted straight from the Silmarillion (p 225 of the edition I own :x) and mean “The day has come! Behold, people of the Eldar and Fatgers of Men, the day has come!” and “The night is passing!”

in times of war

::: Lost Heaven :::

::: Lost Heaven :::

that highest
blinding pinacle of bright joy
you are the stars
hoping
in the blackened night

you are heaven in all its
wisened beauty

and I
for lack of you
am in hell

the icy pit
satan’s eternal cage
resides within my belly

torturous fires
fry my nerves
panic overrides logic

suicide trees
have replaced my dreams
with silence

::: Dead :::

::: Dead :::

Title: Dead.
Rating: PG-13 (due to subject matter)
Disclaimer: Personal work.
Warnings: None.
Summary: Looking at things from a different (and somewhat morbid) angle.
Note: I don’t know where this came from. It just magically appeared -poof!- in my head

I died today.

::: Private Laughter :::

::: Private Laughter :::

Title: Private Laughter
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: HydexGackt
Disclaimer: This is merely my version of the artists in question. Obviously I know nothing of the real people and, quite frankly, probably never will. I claim no ownership or anything of the sort. Obviously these events are fictional and have no basis in reality what-so-ever.
Warnings: None.
Summary: Hyde remembers days gone past.
Note: Incomplete. I’m totally stuck on this piece and have no idea what to do with it. Originally an idea which came to me while listening to the Bonnie Pink song of the same name.

I miss the laughter

::: Blue Glass :::

::: Blue Glass :::

Title: Blue Glass
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is merely my version of the artist in question. Obviously I know nothing of the real person, and quite frankly probably never will. I claim no ownership or anything of the sort. Obviously these events are fictional and have no basis in reality what-so-ever.
Warnings: None.
Summary: The art of song writing.
Note: Dedicated to nyde. Remember that little two lines of imagery I wrote you? Well, I planted it and watered it and it decided to grow and blossom into a short piece. 🙂

like a flower in a vase; a moment caught in glass