| May Flora Fall and Burn With You | Slice of Life, Angst | PG | ~250 words |
Description: Sadness lies in the eyes of the beholder.
A/N: Flora from the title is the Roman goddess of flowers and the spring.
I still have no sense of self control. I never learn.
(
As the tears of the sky falls softly and caresses the earth, a pair of trembling hands rub away at swollen puffy eyes. )