"The Sins We Kept" / #116: Beloved

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Title: "The Sins We Kept"
Challenge/Prompt: #116 / Beloved
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: Violence, Trauma
Disclaimer:  Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
Summary:  ...my cracked lips to her stone hands.
Author's Notes:  one of these days i will actually write a love story that doesn't end or begin in tears.

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I pray in the shade of her wings.

My forehead to her feet and after, my cracked lips to her stone hands. My lips sting. I taste ash and I paint her fingernails bloody beautiful red to match her shining eyes and crawl away in tears.

We cry, bleed, and cannot die. Our wings torn, swords dimmed, feet chained to a city of tombs.

And her, my mourning star, my love cast to stone and her light extinguished for daring to lead us to war.

Yet I pray. To callous firmaments, fickle goddesses. For wings, that she might fly again.

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