I want auroras and sad prose
Turns out autopilot was not as functional as Tony had made it out to be when he'd insisted upon installing it in everyone's cars only a week prior.
I want to watch wisteria grow
Natasha hadn't been too keen on the idea in the first place. Didn't really trust a machine, even if it was Tony's, with her life.
Right over my bare feet
But with the worst hangover she'd had in a long time, her life had seemed particularly insignificant. She was joking herself if she truly believed it was the hangover.
'Cause I haven't moved in years
She hadn't even been awake to see the car coming right at her.
And I want you right here
Hadn't been terribly conscious when the somehow distressed voice of Friday sounded for her to take the wheel.
A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
Had barely had time to plan her next move before she felt the fiery sting of metal cry through her shoulder.
With no one around to tweet it
Scrape her face. The impact of the airbag knocked the breath out of her and her seatbelt fastened against her. Aside from the other car, she was alone.
While I bathe in cliffside pools
A strong male frame ripped itself from the other car. He clutched his arm. She tried to move.
With my calamitous love
She couldn't. Couldn't bring herself to cut the seatbelt off her. She was upside down. Deep into a ditch. She felt the blood rush to her head.
And insurmountable grief
She felt the hot blood run down her face. Saw the man stalk towards her. She might have panicked had she not felt particularly hopeless.
Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die.
Author's note:
how do we feel about the song quote thing? is it too distracting? I'm considering rewriting this chapter.
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lake of shadows
Fanfiction- takes place after black widow good luck, this one's going to hurt *i do not own any of these characters, besides alina romanoff. rest are property of marvel. *individual photos on the cover are not mine!
