Love You To Death
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Burnt Flowers Fallen
He could see it in her eyes, flames rising like columns of emerald fire. Her burning stare met his own, with roses turning to ash in the palm of her hand.
Each one had meaning. Every leaf and petal reaching for the sky beneath the summer sun. He was in hopes she'd understand what he was trying to say, his words failing as madness crept into the corners of his mind. He wished for them to speak when he could not. Those words, now drifting on the warm winds that scoured the landscape, were scattered across the blood red skies.
There were angry tears glistening in the corners of her eyes when she looked at him. She hated herself for loving him, for allowing him to return. And after everything he'd done she traded his gift for one of fire, using it to burn away the final word he spoke.