As the old blue car come to a stop, Roy looked down at the middle of the seat and smiled as he saw the white roses lying next to him with the red ribbon tied around them with care. He turned the light off and pulled out his key from the car. As he opened the door, the cold winter wind hit his pale face and blew his raven black hair out of the way of his thin face, showing his bright blue eyes that shined in the light of the moon. As Roy closed the car door the sound made severally birds in a close be tree fly into the night sky. He walked down a snow hill and saw metal gates with grave behind it as far as his eyes could see. Roy's body shook to think that so many bodies were in one place.
He walked slowly to the gates and opened them the cold metal howled into the night sky. Roy walked down the many rows and counted each one, his blue eyes start to tear up as he counted the rows and rows of graves, and the snow making that soft crunching sound as he walked on top of it. Roy stopped once again as the wind blew his hair out of the way of his face.
Roy moved along the the last row on the left side of the graveyard and stopped at a tombstone and sat down next to it. He set the white roses with the red ribbon down in front of the one tombstone he sat next to and read ran down his reddish cheeks and the cold tear burned his face and Roy Wiped them away with his long black leather coat.He closed his eyes slowly to stop the tear from running down his face.
Once again the cold winter wind blew hard against him and made him shiver.A cold long arm wrapped around his neck with a loving embrace.Roy smiled at the touch as he only knew one person with arms and a loving touch like that.It was his wife Allison, Roy smiled "You should have grabbed your cost dear," Roy said in a soft, Low tone voice. "I forgot it again. I'm sorry, Roy," Allison shivered a bit. Roy nodded slowly and said to her, "it's fine, but don't stay out here in the cold too long." A small giggle came out from Allison from behind him. "What so funny, Allison?" Roy said, mocking her. "Well it's just that you're out here almost every night by yourself since she died, and well Roy, I'm worried about you," Allison said calmly.
"I know. It's just... it's just it still hurt to know that she gone," Roy said as his body and voice shook and tear run down his face. HIs wife arms held him tigher. "she's in a better place, you know that, Roy. You don't have to worry. We well all be together soon," Allison told him. Roy smiled at the thought of his little girl with him again. Allison started to hum a song she knew as a little girl and it made Roy smiles and feel happy just for a moment. Roy smiled sweetly and told Allison "I love you, Allison." He turned around and no one was there but the snow and graves and the moon hanging high in the sky, but he could hear a ghostly humming.
Roy started to move his head back and saw the tombstone next to him and read. "Allison Snoight was taking from us February 13, 2007." Roy started to cry as he lay down next to his child and wife's grave. He shivered knowing he was all alone in the world.Roy looked around to see if he could find that humming where he was sitting but he did not hear it again. He looked on top of the tombstone and saw a crow there glaring at him waiting to see what he would do. Roy closed his eye for the last time as the could winter snow soon made a blanket for Roy to sleep, so he could go to his wife and his child once again.
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Were my heart lays
This is were I shall start to write my feeling down yet again. Also I may post of my the things I work on.
I'm a killer, cold and wrathful
Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom
I've murdered half the town
left you love notes on their headstones
I'll fill the graveyards until I have you.
Moonlight walking, I smell your softness
carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines
Silent sleeper, I've been inside your bedroom
I've murdered half the town
left you love notes on their headstones
I'll fill the graveyards until I have you.
Moonlight walking, I smell your softness
carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines
Ludo, The Horror of Our Love
To my queen.
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