by Lenna » Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:13 pm
Poland looked up, a little startled by the voice breaking the silence. He mentally scolded himself for being so on-edge. "I, um... Y-Yeah." he agreed softly, nodding his head, then pausing and looking down at Latvia. "Maybe you should get to bed- it's getting late, and today's been... stressful." he said to the smaller gently, since it was likely that, even with his short nap earlier, the boy was near as exhausted as Poland was himself.
Here they talked of REVOLUTION.
Here it was they lit the flame.
Here they SANG about `tomorrow'
And tomorrow never came.
♠ ♠ ♠
From the table in the corner
They could see a world REBORN
And they rose with voices ringing
I can HEAR them now!
The very words that they had sung
Became their LAST communion
On the lonely barricade at d a w n .~.Made by flight . thief.~