do not stand at my grave and weep;
i am not there. i do not sleep
No sooner had Ronin rejected monster!Aoife's request, then the bereaved father's cries abruptly cut off in his throat. Making wet choking sounds, he clutched his daughter's body to him with one hand, while at the same time lifting his chin as if fighting to get above some invisible tide. Gasping for air but finding none, he gulped at the freezing air as if he might bite some of it off to fill his lungs.
It's so bright daddy... monster!Aoife continued to protest. Though her voice suggested no strain, it was obvious she was the one cutting off the man's breathing.
It's so bright daddy... monster!Aoife continued to protest. Though her voice suggested no strain, it was obvious she was the one cutting off the man's breathing.
do not stand at my grave and cry;
i am not there, i did not die
LONGNiGht
