This folder is for art that has to do with the Protectors of the Plot Continuum, a fictional organization devoted to the extermination of bad fanfiction. Read my PPC stories at Neshomeh's Archive.
My love is a storm on a red summer eve,
a wind that wakes
the weary boughs of drowsing trees,
and shakes
their heavy heads of last year's leaves.
I am a ship on a gray winter sea,
no home or tide
to steer my course or carry me;
I bide
until my love shall set me free.
So come on and blow, you wild summer wind,
come raise a gale
and I'll raise my sail.
No rock will it stay, nor reef will it hinder me now.
Though I break apart
I won't lose my heart
and naught me from my love will discind.
My love is a tempest to stir the cold seas,
that swells the waves
to caps of foam with careless ease
and saves
my heart from winter's deathly freeze.
I'll