Silver Threads

Dark Judgemnet: Disclaimer: Don't own Final Fantasy Tactics Advance

Her silver threads dance through the wind

Her silver threads as elegant as snow falling from the sky

Her silver threads make me yearn so

Her gentle smile melts the yearly snow

Her gentle smile melts my heart

Her gentle smile melts my courage

Her soft voice makes all my worries go away

Her soft voice soothes me into my dreams

Her soft voice makes me live

"Marche…" the soft voice sighed and as I turned around to see the woman I love over my shoulder reading everything I wrote. "Ritz I can explain…" I was cut of by her pressing her lips against mine and at that moment time stopped until… "MARCHE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Doned screamed as he entered the room. "Mom!" He wheeled off in the other direction.