Third Person POV
It was a beautiful sight to look at: Her, sitting on the edge of that cliff, contemplating the silver moon that reflected her delicate face. The wind blowed cold, mercilessly, but She was far too gone to have second thoughts about it.
It was mesmerizing actually, how She could look so peaceful, so pure, standing there: on the edge of a cliff.
A wrong movement and She would be gone. But no soul tried to stop Her; it seemed so wrong to disturb her peacefulness.
So She just stayed there: bright eyes far away, heart beating loudly in her chest and the ghost of a smile never leaving her lips.
"Home. I am finally Home"
-DaddyMars
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Hombres LoboUs, free to fly in this sky which is so beautiful tonight, loaded with stars and the bright full moon reflecting your face. It is a pleasure to think: "Me, You, the sky and an entire night to love"
