A/N: I wrote this in my geometry class...
Title: A man of stone
Summary: He was a man of stone, stone never changes, even if it realizes that there's something lighter.
Length: short.
Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN.
People called him a man of stone. He didn't say much, he kept his thoughts to himself, his anger in his mind. His eyes did not tear, his hands always gripping a wooden arrow with a stone front, his supply of arrows were always slung over his shoulder, his gaze had never once adverted. His victories were won by a slight 'twing' of a string and nothing else. The sure sign of victory was to only be seen by a once used-to-be body, now bloody corpse laid on the ground. He could have been the silent knight. He always wore black, his mouth always pressed in a grim tight line. But somewhere in his darkened mind, his so thought soulless body- he had a heart. A heart that was filled with beaming, glistening, bright light. A heart that could love, that could swell with pride. He had eyes that could overflow with tears of joy. He had hands that could give the warmth and comfort to another. He had a soul that could care. But he wouldn't. He was the man of stone. Stone never changed.
For those that don't recognize the character, it's Gunther. The older version of Gunther. Please R and R!
I'm sorry if I disappointed you if you wanted a lighter ending for say Gunther trying to change despite being known as the man of stone...I was going to do that until I got my retest back, and the grade was worst than my original one. :( Who does worst on the retest?