The days of sorrow vanished,when I met him.He took away the pain and replaced it with joy;until the days of sorrow returned..
Hope kindled through her raven black eyes, enlightening the dark. Anxiety slithered through her slivered heart. The emptiness that filled her had left her soul crumpled and broken but, a wave of relief gushed down her spine when she witnessed his eyes whip open.
For billions of years she has stood. Yet tomorrow she may fall. All because of one supposedly intelligent species.
“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” The boy looks through the fence at me. “You see, we only allow living people inside.”
She lay, aged and sick in bed, a faithful hound at her feet. “I think he’s ready,” she told the nurse, “and so am I.” They met again in Hell, but what did that matter to them?