The Only Chapter

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  "Don't leave me, not yet."The girl whispered as she set a rose redder than blood on the charcoal casket. Her jade eyes shone with watery grief, and one by one her sorrow slipped out from her eyes and down her cheeks. Her ebony hair hung in a curtain around her, almost as dark as the long-sleeved dress that went past her knees. Her sister would've hated this dress. A girl who used to be full of life was now encased by a casket. Sunshine, butterflies, blue skies and lazy days all encased in a shield of darkness soon to be lowered into the ground and be shut out forever.

The girl had to brace herself against the casket, her grief finally consuming her as she fell to the ground, sobs racking her body. Her knees scraped against the rocks below her but she didn't feel the sting of cuts in the midst of mind guttering, soul crushing pain. Blood slipped out from the cuts but she no longer cared. Soak through the dress. Sink into the ground. Nothing was going to distract her from her turmoil.

Her chest ached as let out her grief, her blood flowing almost as fast a her tears. She felt hands trying to pull her away but she wouldn't move, set in stone. A monument set the protect her precious sister.

Little did she know, her sister wouldn't need protection for very long. The girl stayed there, numb with loss and heartbreak. She watched sunshine sink below the Earth, dirt shoveled over every single ray that tried to escape. Her parents vowed to come back for her the next morning. They had given her a blanket out of the family car, but all the sight of the warm, fluffy wool did was bring back memories she'd never relive again.

Hours passed and the girl fell asleep. A man with eyes as red as the rose atop the casket below stopped behind her, a cruel white-toothed smile that showed all of his teeth adorning his lips. "Oh, sweetheart. Such a waste for a pretty thing like you sitting out in a place like this." He boomed loud enough to startle the girl awake. She looked at him with glazed over eyes; She didn't say a word.

The man tsked his tongue in disapproval. "Not one word? Not one word for the man who could take you to your sister?"

Now that grabbed her attention. See her sister again? She'd do anything! She didn't care what happened to her just so long as she got to see sunshine once more. She looked up, the red rimming her eyes making the green stand out in the moonlight. Her hair once neatly straightened stuck out in every direction. "How can I see my sister?"She asked, her voice so deep and hoarse it sounded like stones raking against one another.

"Come with me."He said, red eyes gleaming. "Come with me, serve me well and you can see your sister everyday for the rest of eternity. You'll just have to leave here. "He said, gesturing around the graveyard with a chuckle. "I can show you many things that are much more beautiful than this." He spat the last word out, his lips curled in a snarl. He didn't try to hide his distaste for a place such as Earth.

She barely hesitated. One moment was all it took before the raven-haired girl whispered, "Please."

And with that one word, one barely there syllable she threw herself into a place of darkness, death, and magic.

All of it done just to see her sunshine again.

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