Post by vanya, on May 24, 2011 14:13:22 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; height: 600px; border: 10px solid #dddddd; background: #c5c0c0; color: a9a0a0; vertical-align: top; text-align: justify; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 9px; padding: 5px; line-height: 15px; font-weight: bolder; ]a falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind. the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out, you left me in the dark. no dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart. and in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat, I tried to find the sound but then it stopped, and I was in the darkness, so darkness I became. the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out, you left me in the dark. no dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart. I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map, and knew that somehow I could find my way back. then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too, so I stayed in the darkness with you. the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out, you left me in the dark. no dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart. the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out, you left me in the dark. no dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight in the shadow of your heart, dearest love. cosmic love florence + the machine |
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 360px; margin-top: -550px; z-index: 1; position: relative, bTable][atrb=style,border: 5px double #bdbdbd; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.6; background: #ffffff; ] A shrill yowl burst forth from the nursery. Surprised, nearby cats looked towards it in surprise, but paid no mind and returned to their duties, even when another cry split the air like the swipe of a hawk's talons. Within the nursery, Littlewhisker lay on her side, her belly swollen, sides heaving with exertion. Pain rippled through her in swift contractions, and her head fell to the side as she unleashed another wail. "Great StarClan in Silverpelt!" she cried. "This hurts worse than a snakebite..." She caught her breath for a brief moment and fixed her emerald gaze on Strickenflame. "You are never doing this to me again." It felt quite cramped in the little nursery. Silversoul, the medicine cat, and her apprentice Sandpaw were attending as their duties demanded. Strickenflame stood nearby, though kept at a safe distance, and Littlewhisker knew that outside the den her brother Scarredstar was listening diligently. It was rare for him to leave his duties for anything, and she was grateful he was in attendance, though he'd politely given the other cats space. He's a good cat, she thought, but her attention was swiftly sucked away as another painful contraction pierced her. How long would she have to endure this terrible pain? It was nearly unbearable. -x-x-x- It felt like moons later when finally, it was all over. Littlewhisker lay exhausted, and curled against her belly were three tiny bundles of fluff. One was calico, like his mother. Surprisingly a male, the smallest kit of the litter cuddled tight into her white fur. Another was a grey tabby, with faint sprays of orange fur across her little cheeks, with a bit of darker mottling on her coat. The last, and the biggest, was a ginger tabby, just like his father. Despite the pain she had just gone through, joy filled her at the sight of her kits. In the face of all the pain, it was worth it. She wrapped her tail around them and rested her head on her paws. Very worth it, indeed. TAGGED : strickenflame, silversoul, sandpaw WORD COUNT : three hundred forty-one NOTES : YAYBABIES CREDITS: TEMPLATE by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC |