Those pure white flowers. Those epitome of innocences which grew on a little ledge of mountain. Way up high in a unknown world where barely anyone could find a way to get to. And those who got there, were special. A delicate breeze swung flowers towards the cold, dead pigman body. The body whose face wasn't smiling anymore; whose eyes were closed because all the horrible things that had happened.
"Pigderp…", the brown-haired man whispered tears in his eyes.
This man repeated all the bad things in his mind. How his loved one had lost his balance and fell down in ravine. How he had not managed to be fast enough to catch his pigman on time? Save him from this horrible fate.
'This is all my fault', Vechs thought when lowering himself next to Zisteau.
Vechs watched how beautiful his Zisteau looked covered in beautiful flowers. "I'm not leaving you alone", the brown-haired man promised and took Zisteau's hand in his. Vechs used his right hand to get some tnt from his pocket. With some flint and steel he lit the tnt and watched his Zisteau with a tiny smile in his face. "Just wait a moment, Zisteau."
After few seconds there was loud noise—loud noise from Vechs's tnt. He promised to stay with Zisteu, even if death tried to separate them. And Vechs wasn't a man who broke his promises.