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asgardeventide2012-05-20 01:31 pm
mendings) wrote in asgardeventide2012-05-20 01:31 pm
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two ♥ accidental video
[Backdated to the 19th.
Effy's getting dressed, wandering around her room. Luckily, she's not anywhere near half naked, but as she's pulling on a light long-sleeved button up, she starts to hum. Humming turns into the soft, light lull of singing.]
You're an island of a girl, adrift in a world with a rising tide. You know that the coming storm is gonna be a crazy ride. [She seems to be going with the tune, at least for now. She's moving around her room, grabbing a few bracelets off her bedside table.]
With your altars made of trash, the aftermath of disposable dreams. [She sways gently, pausing by her bed. She's almost lost in the song, it seems.] You know that you were born for more than what machines provide.
I will write you a song that sounds like a faded photograph.
[She stops abruptly, frowning. Her brow furrows. Taking a breath, she realizes that her bracelet has been recording.
She doesn't say a word. She rolls her eyes, and turns off the feed.]
Effy's getting dressed, wandering around her room. Luckily, she's not anywhere near half naked, but as she's pulling on a light long-sleeved button up, she starts to hum. Humming turns into the soft, light lull of singing.]
You're an island of a girl, adrift in a world with a rising tide. You know that the coming storm is gonna be a crazy ride. [She seems to be going with the tune, at least for now. She's moving around her room, grabbing a few bracelets off her bedside table.]
With your altars made of trash, the aftermath of disposable dreams. [She sways gently, pausing by her bed. She's almost lost in the song, it seems.] You know that you were born for more than what machines provide.
I will write you a song that sounds like a faded photograph.
[She stops abruptly, frowning. Her brow furrows. Taking a breath, she realizes that her bracelet has been recording.
She doesn't say a word. She rolls her eyes, and turns off the feed.]
[ Video ]
[ Video ]
[She'd grown out of the idea of actually singing them, and she didn't want to get stuck with the song once again. So she sends her the rest of the lyrics.]
There.