And she'll sing of their angel's grace

their lilting melodies,

fragile fingers over piano keys

and the way the light flickered

as it burned

my favorite bit. it made me want to dance. you're writing is fanominal [i've never been sure how to spell that] very nice:)

I loved this one. It has that hint of hopeless anger tinged to it. Beautiful.

And she'll sing of their angel's grace

their lilting melodies,

fragile fingers over piano keys

and the way the light flickered

as it burned

Loved those lines! So beautiful and delicate!