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writetomyheart2015-08-15 07:58 pm
bluedreaming) wrote in writetomyheart2015-08-15 07:58 pm
[team sonic] hold it down
First word from here.
Title from New Americana by Halsey. This is part four of A little loneliness, preceded by the deep end and followed by I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.
The pen is the place where Amber goes sometimes when she needs a quiet, small place. It's a strange name, and doesn't make much sense, but that's what it's called on the blueprints, and when she looks it up there are only vague references to submarines and panic rooms. It's an interesting problem, but when you have a lot of time on your hands, little things like names are both inconsequential and yet crucial.
Like her name, Amber, a photograph of insects trapped, frozen for eternity, suspended in the moment of drowning. Amber wonders who gave the name to her, and what they meant by it.
Another thing to ask Danson, if he ever wakes up. Amber looks at the photographs of insects trapped in amber and wonders what the amber feels like, holding within it sleepers who will never wake.
Title from New Americana by Halsey. This is part four of A little loneliness, preceded by the deep end and followed by I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.
The pen is the place where Amber goes sometimes when she needs a quiet, small place. It's a strange name, and doesn't make much sense, but that's what it's called on the blueprints, and when she looks it up there are only vague references to submarines and panic rooms. It's an interesting problem, but when you have a lot of time on your hands, little things like names are both inconsequential and yet crucial.
Like her name, Amber, a photograph of insects trapped, frozen for eternity, suspended in the moment of drowning. Amber wonders who gave the name to her, and what they meant by it.
Another thing to ask Danson, if he ever wakes up. Amber looks at the photographs of insects trapped in amber and wonders what the amber feels like, holding within it sleepers who will never wake.