Viking Girl Scribbles

Night makes the skin pale. Bleeding under a full moon. Lying there, sleepless. Watching the dark sky. Following the cold moon’s path. Fingers cold, mind numb. Slow crimson trickles.  Night is long, never ending.  No dreams, only death.

when falling in love  disregard caution, just fall   there will be much blood a ray of sunshine  waiting for you, forever  a promise of snow as if my own heart  decided to stop beating  a hole where you were

And the fog settles  On ravished fields of barley  Molten gold sunset 

the electronic giggles and tears and the love make up strong friendship