Lived and Died Alone

by Russingon5eva

Now methinks that Maglor would like a hug very much. \o/

He never saw it coming. The truck had almost snuck up on him as he crossed the normally-empty freeway. By the time he saw the truck, it was too late. The driver stopped and raced out, but the stranger was already breathing his last. As the trucker watched, it seemed as if a mist rose from the man's body and stared deep into his eyes. The lips moved, saying something young Frank Branson could not understand and then the spirit was gone, vanishing into the west.

Few came to the funeral. No one knew who the man was or where he had come from. He passed without a single soul to truly mourn his passing. His body was buried, a tombstone was laid that said simply; "From hence he came, we know not. To where he goes is a mystery. Here lies one who wandered forever lonely. Here lies one who lived and died alone." His grave lies forgotten now. Forgotten...to all but an old man named Frank Branson.