Sororityofviolence prompted the following, thank you for the prompt!

“Prompts, you say? Okay, how about a metalhead!Elsanna story. What actually happens doesn’t really matter. If you write this, could you reference either the album “In the Nightside Eclipse” by Emperor (awesome album, BTW, you should listen to it) or the song “Dunkelheit” by Burzum? Thanks in advance if you go thru with this one. “

“An observer of the stars, an observer of the stars”

“Kristoff, why do I have to go to the library with you?” Anna grumbled as the two walked into the gaping doors of the library. The smell of parchment and ink hit Anna as she prepared herself for the assault of knowledge.

“You’re going to help me find anything on the Roman gods.” Kristoff brushed off her grumbling and positioned Anna on one side of the library, “check this side.”

Anna pouted but Kristoff just kept walking. Anna turned to the book-shelf and picked a book at random, pulling it from the shelf to be met by piercing blue eyes framed with golden locks.

With purple streaks.

“Oh, hi,” Anna always was the silver-tongue of the family.

The girl on the other side of the bookcase raised her eyebrow, “Do you need help finding something?”

Anna blinked twice, “Oh, yeah, actually, I’m looking for anything on Roman gods.”

The eyebrow lowered and the girl vanished from the book-hole. Anna turned to see her come around the bookcase.

The girl was wearing a blue hoodie and skinny jeans, a look that very much suited her. She walked up to Anna and Anna noticed the one earing in her right ear and the headphone bud in her left. The way the girl walked was more of a saunter, like she had nowhere else to be, nothing to care about. The hair done up in a braid hung loosely over her shoulder and Anna could only imagine what it would look like hanging loose. As she came up to Anna, Anna was fairly certain she heard almost metal sounding guitar shredding.

“Walk three isles back and it’s on the left, third shelf up.” And with a nod in the right direction, the girl was gone.

Anna was speechless.

She stumbled over to Kristoff and motioned him in the right direction. When he asked where she was going, she only mumbled out, “research.”

A goddess had visited her. A goddess with golden hair, blue eyes, and purple eye shadow that complimented the streaks in her hair oh so well. A goddess with a love of metal. An angel with metal wings and … was it just Anna’s imagination, or had there really been a tongue piercing?

It took Anna three weeks and four favors to find out everything she could about the girl. Her name was Elsa Arendelle, she was a junior and an astrology major. She did indeed have a tongue piercing and an apparent love of metal music. Anna also found out that the blond worked at the library.

Needless to say, Anna went back to the library.

Anna meandered over to a shelf, all the while searching for Elsa, and started haphazardly running her fingers over the spines, not even reading the titles. She wasn’t sure how to approach the blond.

“If you wanted to know so much about me, all you had to do was ask,” the melodic voice had Anna spinning around and when faced with the half smile, arched eye-brow, and hand-on-hip posture, she was flabbergasted. She gaped like a fish and went redder than a tomato.

“You asked some of my friends about me, did you think they wouldn’t tell me some freshy was playing 24 questions?” Elsa took a step forward and Anna took a step back, hitting up against the bookcase.

“Uh, well, no, I just, I didn’t know how to approach you,” Anna stammered out.

“Hello is usually efficient.” Elsa wouldn’t lie, she was enjoying herself; the little red-head in front of her was unbearably cute. “So, what is it you want? I assume you’re not here for a book.”

Anna swallowed and blurted out the only thing that came to mind fast enough, “What song are you listening to?”

Elsa blinked, that wasn’t what she was expecting, Anna, as one of her friends had informed her, didn’t look like the metal type. But Elsa went with it, and with a devious little smile, grabbed out her other earbud, took another step forward, and pressed the bud into Anna’s ear. She let her hand linger on the girls jaw line too, because why not?

Anna saw the angel step forward, saw the smile flit beautifully across her face, saw the hand of the gods reach out to her, felt the brush of fingers and the onset of mus-

Anna frowned. Was the singer actually singing? Was this grunting into the microphone? His voice wasn’t really distinguishable from the bass line, and the very-close-to-shrieking guitar was not helping.

Anna’s face screwed up with so many different emotions, that Elsa burst out laughing. Anna blushed and removed the earbud, “Uh, um, what-what’s the song’s name?”

Elsa chucked, “It’s called “Dunkelheit” it translates roughly to “Darkness”.”

Anna was slightly frightened, not that she’d ever tell anyone, but Elsa was still grinning at her so that had to be a good start.

And a good start it was because after a little over five weeks of comparing music (Anna was almost able to discern half the words of a quarter of the songs from the album “In the Nightside Eclipse”) Elsa called Anna out to the observatory one night.

Anna’s favorite song off the album, “Cosmic Keys to My Creations and Times”, was playing across the loud speakers. Anna smiled as she climbed the stairs. Elsa was to meet her at the telescope, said she wanted to show Anna something.

Anna stepped out onto the platform and gasped, the stars shone brighter than she remembered. Maybe it was just the clarity of the night or the height of the tower, or perhaps this was just the first times Anna really paid attention.

Anna tore her eyes from the sky and looked around for Elsa, but the blond was nowhere in sight. Anna frowned and caught sight of a piece of paper taped to the telescope. She walked over and gently pried it loose.

On one side was her name, written beautifully, on the other, scrawled out in writing that flowed like the stars across the sky, were four lines:

The heavens are lit by the stars

They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisdom

You are the sun that shines so brightly

And thus the key to (the wisdom of) my heart

Anna blinked, then blinked again. A pair of arms gently wrapped around her waist and Anna turned her head, eyes wide. Elsa smiled tentatively at her, “It’s not one of my better poems, but it gets the point across.”

Anna stared into blue eyes and all of a sudden really wanted to know what kissing someone with a tongue piercing was like.

So she did. And she was not dissatisfied.

“I enjoy those moments I may haunt with these beats of the night”

I had a lot of fun writing this. I’ve never really listened to metal and I don’t think I ever will. It’s just not my cup of tea. But I looked up the lyrics for the album and hot damn, the poet inside me nearly died.

So I had to write a poem based off of my favorite song, “Cosmic Keys to My Creations and Times”. Thank you again Sororityofviolence, that was a very interesting venture that I quite enjoyed.

P.S. ‘the wisdom of’ is in parenthesis because it doesn’t flow well with the poem but I couldn’t cut it because it references the song and I liked that :P