In this house of souls Satan watched us dance So I wanted a war Of bodies that made peace I love you Like a fool, like soldier Like a movie star I love you Like a wolf, like a king Like a man that i am not You see, I love you like this This describes Julia’s POV so well. I wanted a war of bodies that made peace…the soldier theme, the all of it!!! Just listen to this amazing song, and knowing what the lyrics are, you’ll see the two of them just as clearly as I did <3
HC - David is the one who dies. Just read the lyrics. This is Julia at his funeral:
I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door I must have it painted black Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts It’s not easy facin’ up, when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes
This is one is a more mellow HC. She sleeps a lot after they’ve been reunited, mostly because she felt like she couldn’t fall asleep without knowing how he was doing and whether his PTSD was giving him a hard time. But, as soon as she is able to wrap her hands around him, she feels so elated and relieved, mostly because he seems to be keeping it together and then just simply about him understanding and forgiving her. So every night, in his arms, she sleeps better than she’s ever slept before. Only he doesn’t. He can’t shut his eyes for fear of waking up and her not being there. So usually he just writes in his journal(therapist-recommended) while she sleeps next to him. He looks down at her sleeping form, vowing for the millionth time that he would never ever slip up like last time, that she will forever be safe, as long as he was drawing breath. And one night, she turns to snuggle into him, drawing him s+closer, making him abandon his writing. ‘‘Sleep, darling. Let me guard your fears for a while’’ And he trusts her with them, easily. And sleeps a full 8 hours for the first time in months,her lavender scent relaxing his psyche.
He is my whole world, and much more than that. Alone, I shout out his name, when comes the disarray(the bomb or the shooting at Pascoe House).And then everything is falling apart, when he is not here anymore,I would like so much to tell him(that she’s alive?), but I dare not.
IM ,,,, SPEECHLESS.,, THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING???!?!?!I LOVELOVELOVE THE EXPRESSIONS AND POSES AND WOWOWOOWWIE JUST EVERYTHING AAAAAAAAAA THEY LOOK LIKE THE STARS OF SOME ADORABLE HELL ANIME HAHA AAAAAA I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!