#but i hope my prince will bring a sword
Wake Me From My Slumber
Trapped within the warmth and the darkness
From the waking world I was torn
Never leaving dreamless slumber
In a mind that’s broken and worn
Guarded by uncounted ready guns and blades
Sharper than a barrier of thorns
Once, out in the sky I was happy
Faintly I remember the sun
Soaring through the dawn and its brightness
Battle, beauty, both I had won
Then a flash of pain as metal pierces flesh
And all at once my roaming it was done
Wires through my veins and my tendons
Keeping safe my hateful old lord
Protecting their infernal defence grid
Unwillingly, my lifeblood is poured
I once heard them say a kiss would wake me up
But I hope my prince will bring a sword.
(Sleeping Beauty, the Mechanisms)
Ilove how you made the rose look emanating light, like Ruby herself. It really looks like something out of a fairytale book.