By The Grave
Authors Note: There is a story that explains part of this one. It is in progress. It is called Why Do You Stay. It explains why Will is still alive. I own nothing. This is a follow up piece for my story Farewells. Implied Character death, but fear not read Returning for the truth of where he is. Parts are going to be short save the last one. PLEASE REVIEW!
It took them three years. Three years without word or sign, roumor or whisper of their friend. It took them three years to build him a grave. After the funeral itself, during which the presumed deseaced was honored in absentia replaced by a dark blue neckerchief, none of them visited the grave together.
~Giaus~
He stood there looking at the place that marked the end of hope. Well that was how he saw it, the others had given up hope. He shook his head at the stones and placed the carved dragon figure he had discovered under his wards bed on one of the stones.
"Why did you have to leave? Why did you have to be so stubborn my boy?" He sniffled and whipped at the tears on his face.
"Well I'm sure when you get back you'll find this highly amusing, assuming you ever find out about it." Giaus refused to give up hope. He would be back someday.
