You looked at your best friends face, filled with joy as they looked at you, an arm hooked around yours as you both fought an enemy bravely.
You were in a meadow, under the shade of a tree as you had a picnic, smiling as you did so. They looked so happy, so peaceful, you couldn't help but wipe away the tears streaming down your face as you heard their soft voice, smooth like silk, run by your ear. "Don't cry, for me." You snapped back to reality, looking at their peaceful face as the lid of the casket hid their face from your view. Don't cry; for them.
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Authors Imagined Gallery.
General FictionIn which i show you thoughts, scenarios and imaginations i deal with . FAIR WARNING - there is no smut, and lots of angst. I want you to wrench your heart in guilt as you kneel before me. lol teehee 😇
