Disclaimer: I wish I owned Anya.
A/N: A little tribute to one of the most heart-breaking walks ever taken. Something I didn't know I wanted to write until I did.
Walk, stand, remain
Walk. Walk down.
Music. Quartet. People rising.
Walk down alone.
No one to hold.
A few more steps. People looking.
Demons, humans, everyone looking. Smiling.
Don't smile. Walk.
Walk down. Walk down the aisle.
No one to have.
Stand.
Music stops. People look.
Nothing.
Stand.
Stand.
Keep standing.
Watch. Watch nothing.
Faces fall. Smiles fade.
Stand. Stand or you'll fall.
Words. Not yours.
Silence.
Whispers.
Stand still. Don't move.
People leave. People talk to you.
Don't react.
Stand. Grasp flowers tighter.
Everyone leaves.
Already left.
Stand. Stay. Stop time.
It's over. Everything.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing matters.
Everything is gone.
Remain.