howling ghosts they reappear [and in the winter night sky ships are sailing]


“Emma! Emma! Gods’ sake, lass. Say something!”

That was the first thing she heard as she was blinking dazedly, the aftershocks of her magic still burning behind her eyes. The first thing she saw was the anxious pirate (new motorcycle jacket, blue shirt with one too many buttons undone, black jeans, but very much, and not only due to the eyeliner and the hook, still a pirate) kneeling over her, smoking slightly and rather soot-stained but clearly ignoring that in his concern. “Your power – love, what did it – ?”

“I’m not really sure.” Emma propped herself on an elbow, still panting. “It just – exploded out of me, I was thinking about – it was the time travel thing again, changing the past and what that meant, and I don’t know, it just… happened.” Then, getting a better look and seeing that the smoke was coming from a charred hole in his shirt, directly over his heart, she sat bolt upright and gasped, clutching the lapels of his jacket. “Oh my God, Killian, did it get you?”

“Ah…” He coughed. “Nothing to be alarmed about, love. It was just rebounding all over the damned place and I didn’t want it to hit you by accident, so…” He scratched behind his ear, glancing away. “Just a flesh wound. Nothing serious.”

“Oh God,” Emma said again, for a somewhat different reason. “Have you been watching Monty Python with Henry?”

“Monty what?”

“Never mind. I just – you scared the life out of me! Don’t do that again!”

A corner of his mouth quirked. “Swan, you do realize who you’re talking to, what our lives are like? If I don’t scare you again, you don’t scare me again, and I somehow doubt that either of us can see that working.”

“Fine,” Emma sighed, slowly relinquishing her grasp on him. “But don’t think I’m going to just – ”

“Excuse me,” a voice said at that moment, behind them. “But where the devil am I?”

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So beautiful…



Title: Such Great Heights
Artist: Iron and Wine
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Iron and Wine - Such great Heights 

I am thinking it’s a sign

That the freckles in our eyes

Are mirror images and when we kiss

They’re perfectly aligned

A Tale of Two Sisters + Together