Okay guys, I wanted to say, that I... Kinda didn't accept the prompt and except the Murder of Crows I wrote... Well...
They walked down the road, deep in the night, from some festival at the end of the winter.
Her ginger hair gleamed in the dim light of night lamps on the sides of the road. I heard her happy burst of laughter, when he grabbed her around her waist and kissed the top of her head.
She was laughing every time he touched her like that. They called it "an affection."
He sighed, looked up and said: "Stars are beautiful tonight."
"Yeah."
"And do you know, who else is beautiful?"
She laughed one more time. "Don't do this to me, John. I'll ask 'who?', and you'll say 'someone else'!"
He twisted her to face him and they kissed. She played with his soft, half-long black hair, until they were an absolute mess.
The snowflakes were dancing slowly around them.
They looked so young.
No, they were actually young.
At least I thought so, if they weren't. She was just thirty one, and he was only one year older.
They looked so happy, and they were.
They pulled away and - hand in hand - they moved towards their house again.
She was full of energy as ever, tapdancing in her low-heeled boots.I was watching them from behind the opened window of living room on the second floor.
And I was smiling.
If I knew, that this was their last night, I wouldn't be so happy of them.
But I didn't know it.
I wasn't even worried for them.
I was small. No older than ten years.
And they were so in love.
But then the ginger with "the message we don't talk about" came, and only that good old books inside my bookshelf remained from my old lucky world.John and Samantha Korrapatis died on the Wundrous Society's firework night for reasons unknown by public.
Along with Elders, Gavin Squires and Holliday Wu from Wundrous Society sent their deepest sorry to remained family and friends.
"Their dead was a big loose to the Wundrous Society, but we hope, that everything will get to the normal soon, and I dare to remind, that we have no responsibility for death of John and Samantha Korrapatis," says Holliday Wu, exclusively for the Looking Glass newspaper.
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Mogtober 2022
FanfictionHello, guys! This Mogtober is written, drawn and crafted, so everything in one. Now some rules: 1. We ship Morrijack here sooooo bad! If you want to publish rude comments, doors are right there ➡️🚪 2. If you've got suggestions for stories, pictures...