my love, for the ones that feel it the most, look at her with her eyes like a flame…
I have blood on my hands too. We all do.
i thought of angels
choking on their halos
get them drunk on rose water
see how dirty i can get them
pulling out their fragile teeth
and clip their tiny wings
"Go ahead, have fun. Kill them all."
a drabble, featuring Wendy & Peter in Storybrooke,
not in the way you think.
He screams her name until his voice is hoarse and he sounds more jungle cat than human, and still she does not fly back to him.