Themes in Batch: 4 Breathe, Alive, Death, Scream
Themes Completed: 07/30
Finish Date: 8/07
Finished Drabbles are denoted in “Tinkerbell” green .
New Drabbles are denoted in Blue
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I see him every day, and I can’t say why, but my heart starts to flip. Everything about him makes me want to fly through the stars, forever. His hair, his eyes, his name. Everything about him makes me want to smile. He gives my heart a reason for beating, every moment of every day.
I can’t imagine life without him. He makes me feel a way I’ve never felt before about anyone else in the world. Is this…this just might be…am I in love?
If this is love, then I never want to feel any other way again.
Brown ringlets. Blue nightgown. Squeaky voice. WENDY. What kind of name is that?
She comes into MY world, talking to Peter, taking him away from me.
“Oh Tinker Bell! You’re so pretty!”
“Oh, Peter, teach me to fly!”
Whatever happened to Faith and Trust, Peter!? I had faith and trust that we would be together forever, and yet a girl with big blue eyes walks by and its “Goodbye Tink!”
She’s lucky I’m so tiny, I would do things to her she couldn’t imagine.
Maybe I’ll just go talk to the mermaids…they’ll help me!
….Stupid Wendybird. I hate her.
True freedom. Flying, soaring high above Neverland, seeing all. The mermaids here, the pirates there, the Lost Boys in the distance. The freedom to fly, the freedom to choose where to go, when to go. The freedom to get angry, or sad, or even the freedom to be lost. Life is so delicate, such a short, precious thing. With just six short words (There’s no such thing as…well, you know!), it could all be over. No more freedom to dwell in gardens, no more riding on the back of a bird into the sunrise. No more freedom to just…be…me.
Maybe it would be best if you just left. Peter doesn’t need you anymore. After all, you’re just a Pixie. What can you do for him? You can love him, sure, but can you really ever truly love him? You only have room for one emotion, after all! You’re not even sure what love is!
Breathe in. Breathe….out.
How can I explain what I feel? When I’m around him, my world lights up, and I light up too. My light gets brighter as he gets nearer, but he doesn’t seem to notice. Do I make him feel alive? Is he good at hiding it? He really has always seemed happier around me, perhaps he feels my light in it’s alive state, making his light ignite too.
I’ve got wings to fly, I’m so glad that I’m alive.
(Lyrics taken from "I'm Alive" by Celene Dion)/
A piece of me did, too.
Silently, I scream.