Clouds
That familiar sorrow
Everyone knew it
Everyone had it
-Makena 2014
The darkness of the hour was sickening. Everyone in the castle, everything in the castle. The grey personality of autumn. The personality nobody wish upon. Nobody could banish.
Black everywhere, On the people, On the buildings. Werewolves stone faced as soldiers, they are not. But, they do try.
There leader was dead, nobody spoke, everything was silent
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The water was a stone, flat like glass. The ice on the top resembled the ice In Taras dead eyes, soon to be closed and set to flame. An archer named Byron would do this, he was werewolf. Brown hair and ice blue eyes.
Everyone of them, captivating blue eyes.
Taras coffin, lined with fall flowers and notes for him on his way to heaven. Everyone wrote at least one. He held a silver sword. Taras wore his black jacket and tall boots.
Jane, she set one last letter and white rose on his chest. She nodded.
The priest did his doings. Jane closed his eyes of ice.
Then it came to me. I had worked with him, I had been friends with him.
But I still thought of him as a monster.
The priest pushed his coffin onto the water and into the lake. After minutes, the archer was given his signal.
Byron pulled the flamed bow string.
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