Death Whispered A LullabyWhat's more to say about the sky that hasn't already been said a million-times over? It was a pleasant aquamarine blue, with a light accenting of clouds, spread out nice and evenly across the sky. The career master sergeant had been decked out flat on the dirty road, amongst a thick layer of rubble and brick, near the front of a large plaza structure. He had been stitched left to right, across the stomach, by an hidden medium machine-gun position.It was so quiet that the ringing in his ears could just barely penetrate, but none of the sounds from the outside made it to his head. He didn't hear the gunfire or explosions. They weren't important to him anymore. He didn't hear another of his fellow soldiers' as he fired a rocket into the nest of enemy aggressors that had cut him down; the building's lobby exploded and collapsed in on itself from across the street. He heard nothing of it.All the man heard and saw was a story being told by a tall, hooded figure with a scythe. It was his to
LullabyHush, my child, go to sleepIt will all be okayHush, my child, close your eyesTomorrow will be another dayI promise youIt will be alrightThe world will waitUntil after tonightHush, my child, go to sleepIt will all be okayHush, my child, don’t you worryTomorrow will be another dayIsn’t that what you want me to say?
Makorra - AnnoyanceMako was about ready to rip his hair out.He'd just come from a rather taxing session of Pro-Bending training with his teammates, and as usual, his mood had turned sour from the moment he'd walked into the gym. It wasn't the fact they had to practice at the crack of dawn because they were rookies that bothered him, nor was it the pressure of the championships hanging over their heads.No, it was the newest member of the Fire Ferrets that'd been getting under his skin lately, one Avatar Korra.Now, there were several things that tweaked Mako's nerves, but this girl trumped them all. He'd never met someone quite like her before, so brash and hotheaded and in-your-face. In less than a month she'd managed to come barreling into his life and destroy nearly every ounce of normalcy she could find.Today's practice had been one of the worst yet. After the fiasco with the Equalists and Bolin being captured, Mako had stepped up the intensity of their team workouts, both for the tournament
Do You Know What It's Like (To Fall Apart)I feel myself crumbling to piecesLike a puzzle being smashed over a tableI glued myself together onceAnd I was such a pretty picture for a whileBut I forced the bond to snapLike a perfectionist who saw a piece out of placeAnd forced the whole mess back into the box*Have you ever had a boulder on your chest?A bolder would be crushing me lessThere’s a pack of wolves bowling me overTearing my guts from my interiorAnd leaving them to bake in the September sunAnd the tears must’ve evaporated from my eye socketsI can’t even bring myself to cry anymore*Give me a diagnosis already.I wish that someone would tell meThat I have a mental conditionSo that I wouldn’t feel so ridiculousLike I'm dramatizing my feelingsIn an internal Broadway productionComplete with a slew of melancholy violins*I’m a stale slice of coffee cake on a plateNothing can hold me together anymoreNot super glue or a warm embraceI’ve been undoing my stitches all alo