Story: Leader

Chapter: Caged Birds Can Never Fly

Rating: T

Summary: Robin centric . A take on the uncannon robin/raven relationship - if were to exsit , would it really?

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Through the cloak of black night we meet.

A shadow of a smile graces your dark features.

Distant,

Cold,

Tired.

Alone.

The darkness surrounds us.

A comforting blanket,

It's ebony fabric brushing against us

Hiding,

Comforting,

A lone red ember,

Fighting to keep alight

To keep secret

To keep sheltered

To keep what little of sanity we have left to ourselves.

And then we speak,

Warm air rushing out,

Touching,

Breathing,

Seeing,

Feeling.

Our hushed tones,

Shattering the black comfort like glass.

We watch silent again as the pieces fall.

And our facades drop.

As do our cloaks,

Our capes,

Our masks-visible or not.

And we stand there,

Physically clothed

Psychologically naked

Bare,

Exposed.

For us what we truly are.

We stare at each other, and slowly move forward

Until there is but an inch of black night between us

An inch of chaos,

Insanity,

Covered up pain.

Our lips touch lightly

Black meets Black

Shadow meets Shadow

Night meets Night

We meet.

And for a moment, we're free

The bonds broken

Chains snapped

Free to soar,

Free to feel

Free to live.

We break apart, and reality rushes back

Cold

Dark

And alone

We step away from the momentary paradise….

The counted minutes of relief

The minuscule instant of freedom.

And we retreat back to the shadows

Taking comfort in the dark night

Letting the blackness embrace us

Like we never could.

We return,

To our lives

To our chains

Locked doors,

And broken keys.

Thinking,

Hoping

Wishing

Waiting, for this moment to return

Yearning,

Secretly

Silently

Praying for another split second

Of freedom.

For a chance to fly ,

A Robin and a Raven,

Soaring above it all .

Above all the hidden hurts

The bruises

And the wounds that never heal.

To soar above it all

To feel ,

To be free,

To Love.

It will never come…

Caged birds can never fly.

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AN ( which does not stand for Author's Notes but Ani's Notes , hehe): Written last year in my melodramatic phase , over the top yes , but hey you mix a obsessive brooding leader and a gothically clad meditating half demon ...melodramatic just seeps out.

Again this is an origional fic of mine now being added to the "Leader" Collection

Please review kindly

love

-Ani