do not stand at my grave and weep;
i am not there. i do not sleep
Though the silence didn't change, there was a pulse of contemplation followed by movement. From the darkened depths where Ronin's light hadn't reached, the limp body of a child flew through the air. It landed at the feet of the man with a lacklustre thwwump, contorted into a ball, the shape of which only further reinforced the fact she was dead. The man gave a strangled and wet sob, reaching down and plucking up the girl with one hand for she was so light and small.
Alright, he has her back daddy. And as long as you stay, I won't kill anyone else.
Hyperventilating with grief, the man collapsed to his knees with a guttural and primal howl.
Can you put your antlers away, daddy? The light hurts my eyes.
Alright, he has her back daddy. And as long as you stay, I won't kill anyone else.
Hyperventilating with grief, the man collapsed to his knees with a guttural and primal howl.
Can you put your antlers away, daddy? The light hurts my eyes.
do not stand at my grave and cry;
i am not there, i did not die
LONGNiGht
