[You can see the description of the character, Willow on DarkxSoulzyxCaliberx's book, 'A R T ♡ B O O K'. My character Gasty, however, doesn't have a full description. I may make one in the future, though. Anyways, enjoy!]
Wracked by grief of his brother's death, Willow sat next to the very cave that took his brother's life, wearing Papyrus' dust-covered blue scarf. He never left. He didn't move. Willow stood next to the cave, wallowing in his own guilt.
If only he wasn't born this way.. If only he could SPEAK.
Many monsters passed by him, all very concerned of his well being. Undyne once even tried to move him, but was harshly blocked by a wall of bones.
None spoke to him. They all wanted to leave him alone. Give him time.
All but ONE.
One quiet skeleton would come by every day to whisper things into the echo flowers. Willow never dared to stand up and listen in to what that skeleton said to the echoing plants, though he had always been curious.
Some days the hooded skeleton would sit in a bed of echo flowers to read. He was always so silent. So calm. It was as if he hadn't known a thing about the dangers of reality.
Word went out about Papyrus' passing, but the mystery monster never spoke about it. He didn't speak at all.
Willow was like a statue, sitting completely still and his body seeming almost lifeless. He could have been made of stone.
Even so, the mysterious skeleton always came to visit Willow. He never spoke to Willow, though sometimes Willow would catch the mystery skelly staring or whispering Willow's name to the echo flowers.
These actions confused Willow, though he still refused to move.
He..
Refused to......
What?
The fabled mysterious skeleton had plopped down next to Willow, a calm smile stretched across his boney features.
He pulled out a book, leaned his head on Willow's shoulder and said,
"I'm Gasty. It's nice to meet you."
The End.
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Love Without Words
PoetryA short story about two mute skellys that want nothing but love ♡