Authors Note; just started writing, so don't flame me for not thinking this out. It just flowed out of me, read and review. Flames welcome.
Visiting the grave of Saya.
Train POV
The fire works. The thing that Eve loved was the backsplash to her death. Saya, died, all because of Creed. A hand clapped on his shoulder and he looked at it, to notice the white sleeve, and followed the arm up to Sven's smoking face.
"You're crushing the flowers." He stated simply, and I looked down to the soft white roses. I couldn't look at flowers the same way again, for it was on your dress when you died. Red flowers brought back memories that needed to stay in the back of my mind.
I wish I could have gotten there faster, just to save you. Why did he think that you were "polluting" my mind? Did he need to kill you? Here, we are at your grave, it's so simple, contrasting to your bright personality. Do you see me?
I'm a sweeper now, after you died, I thought a lot, if I should or not. But I decided to become one. For it would, in the end run, make sure that I could avenge your death. I never really got you some lamun (sp?). I do admit now, you won the races.
Oh great, it's raining. Here are the roses, white, like your heart. I'll come again, with more money next time, so I can get you a better grave marker. It might take a while though, but wait for me ok? I will do it.
