You are a creation of my fevered dreams.
So hear this please and watch as your heart speeds up endlessly
And look for the stars as the sun goes down
Each breath that you take has a thunderous sound.
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
—Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Dirge Without Music”
Iris [Supernatural PG Anna/Young!Mary]
Written for spn femslash week
First crappy edit for spn fem-slash week. »
you’ve always believed angels were watching over you.