This scene feels like what I once saw on a screen
I searched 'aurora borealis green'
I searched 'aurora borealis green'
Liam tilted his head to one side, running a hand through his hair. ”I’m afraid not,” he said, brows creasing. ”But I’ll try to help, if you’d like. I heard about writing a poem to Vox, but I haven’t done it yet, myself.” Truth be told, he’d been rather hoping that he could avoid it.
When the woman held out her journal, Liam accepted it, reading the words written there and raising his brows. ”This is good,” he said, handing it back to her. ”Really captures the whole creepy broadcast thing.” Liam paused, thinking, then offered:
”A voice in my head starts to chime,
Announcing the news out of time.
It chuckles, then sighs,
Knows when someone dies -
Yet claims that its breathing is mine.”
When the woman held out her journal, Liam accepted it, reading the words written there and raising his brows. ”This is good,” he said, handing it back to her. ”Really captures the whole creepy broadcast thing.” Liam paused, thinking, then offered:
”A voice in my head starts to chime,
Announcing the news out of time.
It chuckles, then sighs,
Knows when someone dies -
Yet claims that its breathing is mine.”
I've never seen someone lit from within
Blurring out my periphery
Blurring out my periphery
Liam
