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prologue

The bell rang as he walked into the flower shop. He scanned the rows of bouquets, spotting a set of daisies. Beautiful, simple, just as she was.

He gently picked them up, looking them over. He wanted them to be fresh and new for her.

After a quick exchange with the cashier, who he had gotten to know very well, he walked out into the spring air. Spring. Her favorite season. It was a short walk to the park from the flower shop. He put on his beanie and slid on his sunglasses, trying to not be recognized. This was a special time.

He walked through the fresh grass that smelled like rain.

Petrichor. Her favorite word.

He walked out of the main part of the park, through the gate, and into a place where a heavy cloud rested on his shoulders as soon as he entered.

Finally, he reached his destination. There she was. Peacefully. Silently.

He sat down on the grass and put down the flowers on top of her grave.

"Hey El."

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Yes I ship Elounor. Any hate WILL be reported and deleted. I wrote this fic for my own enjoyment and if you don't like the subject, I suggest you please leave. :)

I've been wanting to write a fanfiction like this for a while, jut now I decided to actually do it. Anyways, enjoy!

-Mal