foresight?
I pick the saddest, furthest-off subjects to write about. Blah me @ 12am Friday, missing my lady. ;_;
Koarin laid down a bouquet of white lilies upon the grave, stood and turned away. He buried his face in Sephiroth's coat. Sephiroth raised an arm around him, showing a kindness he offered to no one else. He let the boy hide there and bowed his head against the soft blonde hair silently.
The two turned away after a moment of quiet, their long shadows drawing across that of the grave as they walked away. The darkness of their shadows drew away step by step, leaving nothing but faint light over the granite, and the light of the dying sun to paint a serene image over the grassy knoll, flickered with oranges and reds.
There lay a woman who would truly be missed; someone who made a difference.
The tombstone read,
Dawn Creisse
20XX - 20XX"
"Some things are crafted by the hands of angels
Some, synthetic
Eventually, all things made from man
Must eventually return to God's dusty palm.
And so it was, they supposed.
Koarin laid down a bouquet of white lilies upon the grave, stood and turned away. He buried his face in Sephiroth's coat. Sephiroth raised an arm around him, showing a kindness he offered to no one else. He let the boy hide there and bowed his head against the soft blonde hair silently.
The two turned away after a moment of quiet, their long shadows drawing across that of the grave as they walked away. The darkness of their shadows drew away step by step, leaving nothing but faint light over the granite, and the light of the dying sun to paint a serene image over the grassy knoll, flickered with oranges and reds.
There lay a woman who would truly be missed; someone who made a difference.
The tombstone read,
Dawn Creisse
20XX - 20XX"
"Some things are crafted by the hands of angels
Some, synthetic
Eventually, all things made from man
Must eventually return to God's dusty palm.
And so it was, they supposed.