Thread:NovaWolfXxGames/@comment-27444679-20160207171411/@comment-27041652-20160403185215

I WROTE MOAR

 ~Years Later~

 “Mommy! Mommy! Can we go to the grave again? I picked some flowers to lay down! Also, you said you’d finally tell me who it was.” I smiled at the young 6 year old. “Of course, Lilith. What kind of flowers did you pick?” I asked her out of curiosity. She giggled, her bright blue eyes sparkling in the warm sunlight. “You’ll just have to find out.”  I gave her a look as I stood up, my raven black hair blowing softly in the gentle breeze. It had been 6 years since that day, the day he died. Lillith had grown up so much, with her light brown hair and bright blue eyes. I grabbed the young child by the hand, and started walking up the small stone path winding out of the village. As we finally got there, I stared solemnly at the Tomb. It had a spruce wood cross, A torn red mask holding the sticks together. A massive purple sword was tied to it, glinting in the sun.I watched as Lilith slowly pull some bright yellow flowers out of her purple backpack, and tentatively lay them on the hard-packed mound of earth.

   They were lillies.

I placed my hand on the grave. “I took care of her for you. Wherever you are. Hopefully in a better place.” I spoke softly. I ran my fingers over the small headstone. The words on it were too weathered down to read. I stood up from the tomb, carefully making sure not to knock anything down. Suddenly, a small hand tapped my shoulder. “Mommy, will you really tell me who it is this time.” She pouted, her face all scrunched up. I sighed. “Of course, my dear child.”  I sat down beside her, pushing her light brown hair out of her eyes. “You do know him, but you probably remember him, Lilith. He was the one to first take care of you, to hold you, to love you. He’s you father.” She looked shocked at first, but then after, she looked more confused. “But I thought Gar Gar was my daddy.” She said. I smiled and shook my head. “Well, it’s a bit complicated, dear.” I told her.