Authors Note: Ok guys, My first fanfic went pretty well! Thank you soooo much for reviewing! One reviewer in particular gave me the idea to write a sequel/spin off to "When Wizards Fall in Love." so now I'm doing it! Thank you, Rabid Cream Puffs! I hope it goes well, Please Review! And if you haven't read "When Wizards Fall in Love" yet, please do so!
P.S. I do not own Harvest Moon.
~Chapter One~
***Harvest God***
Another sunset.
I have seen thousands of sunsets before, and there are countless more in my future.
When you're immortal, time is a non-issue, it's irrelevent. This is just another pattern.
And now it is night.
It was a night like this I lost the girl I loved.
She was a spectacle.
Her hair was long and glossy, her eyes clear and blue. I remember her image vivdly, even though it's been decades since her death.
I have been greatly humbled since that night.
I realize now, years later, how rash and rude I was. I jumped to conclusions, I made her hate me. In her last words to me, she called me a name, and those fowl dirty words ring in my ears as if she had just recently, pierced my heart with them.
However, I watched over her throughout her life from my mountian top, silently making up for the hardships I caused her.
I wanted to make sure her crops grew tall, her children were healthy, and that she was happy.
And that magic man. The Wizard who won her heart, seemed to make her happy.
I remember the day she died, I watched the life drift out of her and up into the breeze. I granted her soul an easy passing.
Her last moments were spent surrounded by her children, and their children, and her beloved husband who clutched her wrinkled hand till the very end.
Her husband wasn't far behind her. He died of a broken heart days later.
He was lucky. His broken heart only last a few bleak days. Blinks of an eye.
Mine will haunt me the rest of my existance.
When you're immortal, time is irelevent. And time will never heal my wounds.